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Phil: Today was a new day. A new term. A new chance to do...something. Phil had overslept. A not uncommon occurrence. Being a naturally nocturnal being, adjusting to a sleep schedule that allowed for interaction with the students, and opportunities to mess with that pompous tabby, was a bit of...

The Infinite. That's what Vedr called this. A space without space. An unending and incomprehensible place containing all the dimensions of all the universes in existence, and a few that weren't, but he stayed away from those places. Vedr felt like she was moving fast and slow at the same time...

Konstantine casually made his way around the upper balcony, checking his agents-in-place. The missive he had recovered from underneath the balustrade earlier on the balcony had left him a bit on edge. Thanks to all the fancy crystalwear, wineglasses, and chandeliers, he had his hands full...

@WolfSol Fixed it.

Along the upper balcony of the great hall where the General's party was being held, a blond-haired man in a military styled business suit leaned over the railing, watching as more guests began to filter in and the musicians set up their wood & cat gut-string instruments. Konstantine looked...

ES did nothing mean.

ES conjured a Dremora Caitiff and bound it to the golden vacuum. "This is Zythbavarak. You can call him Kevin. He will be here to clean up messes whenever he happens to feel like it in the future and to insult you all." ES said as he went outside to shoot birds out of the sky, rip their beaks...

ES stood up and stared at Harry. ES shouted. "FUS RO DAH!!!" And flung Harry and half the kitchen through the wall. Walking outside, ES picked up the book lying next to Harry. Then ES began going through the garden and pulling out all the plants.

ES is sitting on the floor of the kitchen reading a book next to the fridge. The fridge being half-melted and stuffed with furs, iron ingots, and a few battleaxes.

ES drops an assortment of burnt books, pottery, eating utensils, and troll skulls all over the floor before running outside.

ES pulled out several large apparatuses, seemingly from nowhere, and then began mashing some ingredients that he also pulled out of nowhere and refining them. Holding up the finished product, he offered it to Hunter. "Poison" he "said". 

ES stood up from the corner of the room where he had been crouched, completely unnoticed by everybody. He walked over to the table everyone else was at and stood there in silence. ES rarely spoke. In fact, most people simply knew what he was trying to say without him actually saying any words...

Standing at attention, Zyraxes nodded to Cestasius and took up a position near the emperor, while Cestasius moved to the front of the Praetorian retinue to ensure a clear path for him.

Zyraxes waited outside the temple. As a follower of Sabazios, he did not feel it appropriate to worship in the Temple. Roman gods were for Romans. Cestasius knew this of course, and would take over the Praetorian detachment inside while Zyraxes waited at the entryway. Looking out over the plaza...

Sedric sat at his desk looking over some reports. Checking his watch, he sighed. Finally, after so many years of pushing for this initiative, the announcement would be going out shortly. He stood up and continued to read as he walked out of his office to the fore-office where his secretary Marna...

James was in the dojo attached to the gym. The dojo was run by the martial arts club and they had been getting on him for a while now about joining. He hadn't, and he wouldn't, but he did help them out on occasion as a way of thanking them for letting him use their space. He was almost done with...

Kyev rode into the outskirts of Almsmuth about an hour before sundown. The fading orange light of sunset through purple clouds did a surprisingly significant bit in covering up the rundown look of the wooden shanty town pressed up against the walls of Almsmuth. Along the main road there were a...

Kyev looked out over the same sparsely forested rolling foothills he had seen for the past three days riding. Coming west and then north, he had spent most of his journey to Almsmuth riding through these same grassy hills speckled with woods near waterways or off to the south. Looking up at the...

The forms of the three airships came rising from the other side of the hills (some would call them mountains) like the dark silhouettes of giant spiders or jellyfish. With large bulbous heads ringed with sailing decks, the biggest being at the base of the gas house, and long spindly metal legs...

Cel nodded and moved a hand to his bottom lip as he chewed it over. Looking up he smiled slightly. "Well, I actually have an idea about that. If you're serious about this that is. I assume you're the captain of this crew and ship?"