Sunbeam Ruins was always sunny with 0 clouds warm and comfortable, pearlcatchers gliding to different buildings carrying somthing of importance or hovering in groups chatting. The only thing not sunny was the coliseum. The cluster of arenas created dark shadows over the streets in between the arenas. Tap houses and taverns line some of the arena walls, wildclaws, banescales, guardians, mirrors, and skydancers litter the streets clustered in groups talking quietly to one another or walking alone glaring at anyone who stared to long. Some hid in alleys watching or making deals with hooded figures. Most have a weapon of some kind blatantly showing whether on them or out and flashing. Raven a black pearlcatcher...
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... walked along the shadows making her way to the Greatshell tap house, after traveling from the Shifting Expance. Raven twitched her tail as she opened the doors to the bar her quiver bouncing against her hip. Warm air flowed out of the room from a fire place at the back of the bar, bounty hunters and travelers sitting at tables or the counter drinking. The bartender a grey mirror poured a dark green skydancer a pint of rum and turned to Raven.
Sunbeam Ruins was always sunny with 0 clouds warm and comfortable, pearlcatchers gliding to different buildings carrying somthing of importance or hovering in groups chatting. The only thing not sunny was the coliseum. The cluster of arenas created dark shadows over the streets in between the arenas. Tap houses and taverns line some of the arena walls, wildclaws, banescales, guardians, mirrors, and skydancers litter the streets clustered in groups talking quietly to one another or walking alone glaring at anyone who stared to long. Some hid in alleys watching or making deals with hooded figures. Most have a weapon of some kind blatantly showing whether on them or out and flashing. Raven a black pearlcatcher...
... walked along the shadows making her way to the Greatshell tap house, after traveling from the Shifting Expance. Raven twitched her tail as she opened the doors to the bar her quiver bouncing against her hip. Warm air flowed out of the room from a fire place at the back of the bar, bounty hunters and travelers sitting at tables or the counter drinking. The bartender a grey mirror poured a dark green skydancer a pint of rum and turned to Raven.
Raven glanced around the room and turned to the bartender. “Scotch,” was all Raven said and the bartender slid a glass down to her. Raven took a sip listening to the conversations around her.
Raven glanced around the room and turned to the bartender. “Scotch,” was all Raven said and the bartender slid a glass down to her. Raven took a sip listening to the conversations around her.
The door opened again and a white mirror with green lacing walked in Raven groaned quietly and the mirror glared at Raven and sat at the end of the table violet daggers sheathed on her back legs.
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Raven shifted uncomfortably and turned her gaze to a board by the fire pit. Bounties ranging from petty crimes like theivier, and conning, to murder and egg theft. The green skydancer next to Raven finished his rum and turned to her. “Pathetic isn’t it?” Raven glanced at him. “Egg theft,” he said at the look of confusion on her face.
“Yeah eggs of lowest genes,” Raven replied her attention not on the egg theft but the murder of a clutch of eggs from a first rate gene pool.
The door opened again and a white mirror with green lacing walked in Raven groaned quietly and the mirror glared at Raven and sat at the end of the table violet daggers sheathed on her back legs.
Raven shifted uncomfortably and turned her gaze to a board by the fire pit. Bounties ranging from petty crimes like theivier, and conning, to murder and egg theft. The green skydancer next to Raven finished his rum and turned to her. “Pathetic isn’t it?” Raven glanced at him. “Egg theft,” he said at the look of confusion on her face.
“Yeah eggs of lowest genes,” Raven replied her attention not on the egg theft but the murder of a clutch of eggs from a first rate gene pool.
(did I start this out wrong? Lol I probably should have an ooc for this)
(did I start this out wrong? Lol I probably should have an ooc for this)
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