Common areas

[Merestil Haye]

Here the streets are not so much streets as wide gaps between properties, a bit like Caleria really.

The properties are usualluy a lot smaller though. Most of them are of sturdy construction with buttressed walls. Not very many have windows on the ground floor. Those that do usually have only one or two, and they are barred and shuttered more often than not.

Upper storeys tend to have small windows, although these can also be shuttered and barred.

A skilled observer can sense the magic in the air, even without casting a spell. The people here have more to lose than just money if they are robbed. And of course sometimes being interrupted in the middle of a ritual is dangerous, probably fatally so.

It is a rare building that does not have wards. Usually an unoccupied one.

[Merestil Haye]

* The boys wander about, looking for a person to ask their questions. The buildings do not encourage them to approach, and the few people in the streets either ignore them or are unlikely to be able to answer their questions; certainly the one fully-armed man they approach is brusque in telling them to clear off.

Disconsolate, they start to head home. *

Look Zack, it could have worked. Let's have another look round the City Centre on the way home.

* Zack nods and they head for the City Centre. *

[Velius]

*Jean makes her way through the streets and out through the Veneficus gate. From there, she goes to the forest and circles around where others can't see her, since she is among the trees.

She hates carrying this flower.*

[Alferizar Si'tyel]

/From outside this looked promising, but she gets depressed by the closedness looking of the houses. How can humans live like this? Not wanting to wander around too much fruitlessly searching, she begins asking directions./

[Liessa]

This looks good, nice and private. Perfect for her studies. But until she can find somewhere to live here, she'll need another place to stay. She notes where she is, stopping to look appraisingly at a particularly dense-looking and not much bewindowed building, which in shape reminds her of her former tower at the castle. It looks deserted...she'll have to keep it in mind. She walks on.

[Ameena bin Qiyamah]

They walk into Veneficus, Ameena looking up at the buildings. Frell, they're even uglier than Callios-prison.

[Family Eng'winden]

It's over this way.

*Sadron points in the direction they need to go, and leads the way through the streets.

[Quenta-caris]

*She walks around, glancing in the shop windows every once and a while. Slaadi's tongue, Slaadi's tongue... Why are you always out of those things when you need them? She should go there and rip them from the beasts herself... Bah.*

[Amar]

She walks slowly through the streets, shaking her head slightly at the crampedness of the place. Silly people. Now where was it? There it is. Amar stops in front of Knowledge and Beauty, looking the building over before walking into the business-part of it.

[Angel]

*Angel shimmers into view in one of the Venefician streets and looks around. She smiles under her hood and examines a particular blank piece of land. Heading over that way, she looks around at her soon to be neighbors and sees nothing wrong or unsatisfactory.

[Deep Black]

A portal hovers, as a mage stands in front of it, softly calling the names of minor fiends. Suddenly, he snatches his hand through, and grabs. He pulls out a struggling, red imp by the neck. "Ah, you'd be Axican? You're going to serve as my familiar, imp."
Axican doesn't struggle. "Ah yes. As soon as your flesh stops melting, human?"
The wizard looks down at his arm, watching it dissolve. He yelps in terror, and lets go of the imp, casting abjuration spells. Axican sneers and slams his stinger through the mage's eye. The flesh on his arm stops writhing, and returns to normal position. "Bene tellemara!" Axican sneers, likening the wizard's intelligence to that of a slug. "Can't see through the most minor illusion. Good thing I wasn't made a familiar to him." The portal closes with the mage's death, and Axican quickly searches the wizard's body for anything of value. After stashing the gold, spellbook, scrolls and wands of the wizard, he reads his journal. "Misspelled 'Abisse'." Axican mutters derogitavely, flipping through it. Wait. This part was interesting. Apparantly, a Celestial was being brought up in this city. This was definately worth knowing! Darin Blackhand... in the Slums. He'd be able to work with this! Axican speaks an arcane word, and goes invisible. Then, he flaps out and over to the Slums to find the Celestial.

[Nanda]

*A plump Elf stumbles through the streets. She seems to have some trouble walking on her platform heels.

Dressed in a leopard skin skirt that reaches to about her thighs, bright purple tights, black shoes with bright orange polka-dots, and a silvery sparkling top that leaves her belly naked (with the ruby piercing in her belly button visible to all), Nanda smiles a pink lipsticked grin at everyone she encounters.

She adjusts her sunglasses a bit. It's not too sunny, but she loves these glasses: pink glass and a purple frame with metal purple wings on the outer sides of the glasses. Her hair is platinum blonde and pinned up with large pins- pink butterflies on the knobs.

The woman looks fondly down on her 2-inch-long golden nails, and the black leather wristbands strapped around her arms. She checks a shopwindow to see if her earrings (shaped like golden hippos with silver wings clutching bright red hearts) are still there. They are, and she smiles to her reflection.

Yes, she's looking stunning. As usual.*