It's a Fae World (Secretwriter & Last of the Great Mikeys)
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				Title: <strong>It's a Fae World (Secretwriter &amp; Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 05:49:06</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">The city! 'Tis bountiful and vibrant, ever changing and always the same. A gathering of the so-called civilized of supposedly one culture that forms a nexus of ingenuity and activity that had no true ending. This center of power was even able to draw in a certain amount of magical creatures, showing that earth altered, covered, built upon and manufactured was, as a part of human nature, still a part of Nature itself. <br><br>As many used to know, but most have forgotten, is that Nature is the final word. Nothing rises above it, nothing thwarts it and those that try eventually feel its wrath. Nature protects itself in various ways, but it's favourite way is unobtrusively through agents known in folklore as the Fae. In fact, when these agents fail and nature itself has to act directly there is always tragedy. Earthquakes, tsunamis, storms, drought and lightening are the tools Nature reluctantly uses to end a threat to itself.<br><br>As avatars of Nature the Fae manifest for different purposes and with as many personalities as Nature ever had. Each guards its own domain and follows its own calling. Those drawn to the city immerse themselves in it and become a part of it... and act to protect it, often from itself. Earn the wariness of a fae creature at your peril, for they are <em>not</em> human and when called upon to act they do so with both powerful intent and a disturbing lack of restraint!</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's a Fae World (Secretwriter &amp; Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Secretwriter</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 03:51:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/ff/Miss-Mosh-girl-sexy-face-cute-angel.jpg)</div><br>Veila Sigrun's (http://www.20000-names.com/secret_names_mystery_names.htm) eyes stared out over the city below, the bustling metropolis and she smiled. The nymph's long pale hair flowed over her moonlit skin, even in the baking rays of the sun that shone above her as she watched the bustling citizens, almost all the size of ants from her high up perch, moving around below. She had been born in the city, her mother drawn to its beauty and from her birth she had been taught all about the beauty of the city and the secret places. She and her mother had explored together for a half century until the city that they had loved deteriorated and they had to go with the people to new cities. She had learned every nook and cranny of that city and had gone back when it had been rebuilt, having fallen to ruin.&nbsp; <br><br>Her long legs, for her height of four feet and eight inches, were barely covered by a thin and gauzy shift that she wore. It didn't disguise her nipples but she did wear an extra cloth over her sex and hips, though when she allowed humans to see her she would appear in any manner of style though her face and body were always the same.&nbsp; She flourished in the beauty, enjoyed sitting in the trees and on the highest sky scraper. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: It's a Fae World (Secretwriter &amp; Last of the Great Mikeys)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Last of the Great Mikeys</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 04:48:11</strong>
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				He had used many names in his existence, but he was generally known now as Marduk. He was a rugged looking male Fae, usually appearing over six feet tall, though everyone who looked at him saw him slightly differently. Different enough that it was almost impossible to get a true description. To those born of or learned in magic, though, he was exactly six feet tall, of average yet strong build. He had shortish brown hair, enough that a mortal might need a trim to keep the style, and he sported two days' growth of stubble on his square chinned face. He had a sharp nose and strong cheekbones, but his most notable feature was his eyes. They were intense and so brown that they looked black. In low light those eyes looked like they had no iris and a huge pupil, which unnerved most who caught his glare and he glared often. <br><br>If he focused his powerful gaze upon someone then they were likely in for a very rough time. He too, you see, was of the city. He did not embody it's beauty, though. He embodied it's survival instinct. Cities had no ability to flee, so their only danger instinct was fight and ooh, could he fight! He tended to spend his time in the rough places, like the bars and strip clubs near the docks, but his usual targets were generally higher up the food chain. He usually had to focus that intense gaze on the movers and shakers, those who hid behind laws and deniability. But not today. Today he was simply there in a rough strip bar, soaking up the atmosphere and reminding those there that there was always somebody tougher than you!
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