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</div></b></span><br/><span style="font-size: 15px">Marcus was a twenty-five year old, slender, one hundred fifty pound sword and sorcery role playing game nerd, and a history nerd too.  His latest nerd passion was watching a television competition where modern blacksmiths competed in forging knives and historic weapons.  One episode of his show actually had one of the blacksmith finalists living not to far away.  Marcus had to go see him.<br/>
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Once at the Forge, Marcus was in awe.  The smith had a few blades that he kept for display and quick sale, but the man explained that most of his work revolved around filling custom orders.  The prices were steep.  The smith also said that he had a few items that had been paid for, or a down payment had been made, but that the customers had never returned for their purchases.<br/>
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Marcus looked at the abandoned items and his eyes were drawn to a trident of aluminum-bronze, witH a five foot long shaft of ash wood.  Marcus had to have it and the smith let it go for three hundred dollars.<br/>
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He was proudly walking to his car when from out of nowhere something hit, stunned and enveloped him.<br/>
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Marcus regained his wits, laying face down, tasting grass in his mouth, ptwah.  He still had his trident.  It was dark and the scenery wasn't at all familiar.  He didn't feel hung over, so what the fuck had happened?  Then he stood up and saw there was someone else just over the top of the hill.  While he wasn't trying to be stealthy, he didn't make much sound as he walked closer.  Whoever it was hadn't realized he was there yet and Marcus was shocked to realize that it was a young lady dressed as... 'Akali'?<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Ummm, hi,"</span> said Marcus and then he asked,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)"> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Where are we?"</span></span>