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Gharnholme / Re: Musicality
« Last post by Sorcha Mirawien on August 19, 2019, 10:43:08 PM »
Out Of My Cage
by Unsecret with Alaina Cross
https://youtu.be/o4i45wZQr5g


Feel the thunder
In my veins
Fuel the fire
Just let it rage
Like the hunter
On its prey
Once you think you got me trapped
I make my escape
 
You think you got me
You think you got me
You think you got me
Just try and stop me
Don’t try and stop me
 
I'm coming out of my cage [x5]
 
Feel the rumble
Your castle quakes
Can’t stop what’s coming
Can’t run away
Try and stop me
Throw me in chains
Once you think you got me trapped I’m
 
I'm coming out of my cage [x5]
 
Go ahead just try and stop me
I’ll make sure you leave crawling
Go ahead just try and stop me
I’ll make you leave crawling
 
I'm coming out of my cage [x5]
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Shadowdown LLC / Re: Dulcet Dreams: The Music that Inspires.
« Last post by Raven Knight on August 19, 2019, 07:47:59 PM »
A newer group with an old goth vibe. Reminiscent of classic Sisters of Mercy. Enjoy!

Promised Land
by Cold Cave
https://youtu.be/BQtAKJa5kvs


There's no resting for the wicked
Imagine how tired I am
I prayed for warmth and peace, but some winters never end
In California burning, old haunts and a new romance
In life we love, in death we dance

I get a little too high
I get a little too low
Take my hand to the promised land.

I wanna make your dreams come true,
I wanna make your darkest dreams come true
Cherry kisses on the lips,
All gold grows under your rainbow
Can I just spend my life buried alive inside of you?
In life we love, in death we dance
In life we love, in death we dance
I get a little too high
I get a little too low
Take my hand to the promised land.

It's a long long long way to go
It's a cold cold cold road alone
It's a long long long way to go
It's a cold cold cold road alone
Blue days, black nights
Purple haze, white lights
Blue days, black nights
Purple haze, white lights

It's a long long long way to go
It's a cold cold cold road alone
It's a long long long way to go
It's a cold cold cold road alone
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Community Events / Feeling thirsty?
« Last post by Amaltea on August 19, 2019, 01:03:08 PM »
Feeling thirsty? Amaltea will be slinging drinks at the Red Dragon on Thursday from 8pm to 10pm RhyDin time.
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Riverview Clinic / Re: Character Portraits - Riverview And Beyond
« Last post by Maranya Valkonan on August 19, 2019, 09:25:02 AM »
Another portrait of il padrone della casa (the master of the house), Antonio Falconne.

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The Shanachie Theater / Re: Mary Poppins (Theater Co.)
« Last post by Mairead Harker on August 18, 2019, 07:57:43 PM »
A matinee performance of the show was an opportunity for the younger children in Maggie's family to congregate in the theater as well as one of its eateries after the performance. Mary Poppins was an often read tale among them. It was especially true for the Harker children as their paternal grandparents delighted in reading them the Mary Poppins stories which took place in their own city of London.

Maggie had a fondness for hats and sometimes left the theater wearing that part of her Jane costume. Making sure the wardrobe department was aware that she was borrowing things, Maggie often wore her costumes to school and sport's activities. The practice made for good conversation starters as well as sparking interest in any given production.

She had to stop herself from giggling over Doran's cockney accent as he sounded a lot like one of her uncles. After the show and in costume, Maggie joined her family for dinner.
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Chase the Morning / Re: Behind the Curtain - An OOC Thread
« Last post by Shilo Wallace on August 18, 2019, 12:42:38 AM »
August.
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WestEnd / The Cat's Eye of Aldune: (p3) A Delivery made.
« Last post by Cynthiana on March 16, 2015, 12:59:42 AM »
-The trio, the half-orc and two elves, had found that cave in the woods, an old hidden smuggler's route. Down under the ground they would walk, the path would soon led them to a series of tunnels that would lead them back into the city, the half-orc, Div'ro carried the half-elf female over his shoulder as if she were a sack of goods to be traded, a grin on his lips as he moved-

-For what seemed like hours, Cynthiana's mind swam in and out of consciousness, at one point she remembered waking enough to open her eyes, she saw rough stone walls of a cave and felt a rough hand holding her over someones shoulder, she remembered that she was being carried, her body ached from being in the same position for so long, staying quiet, so not to draw attention to herself, she moved her fingers attempting anything she could to help slip from the tightly fitted manacles locked around her wrists, the cuffs had made her wrists raw and sore, it hurt to move them much, after moments she fell back into darkness once again-

-When the half-elf woke it was to the sound of voices, she heard a rough human voice yell with a bit of annoyance- "... You have to rough her up so much Div'ro?!.." -it was a vaguely familiar voice, then she heard the half-orc speak, he wasn't yelling, though his voice seemed annoyed as well, he remained cool in tone- "...not every catch I bring in is going to be undamaged....especially if they are going to fight back" -he chuckled darkly- "but I got her here didn't I?...not like you lot won't rough her up some more...right?"  -another dark little chuckle-

-there was a moment or two of silence before the jingle of coins in a pouch could be heard and the human spoke up- "here.....yer pay and more for bringing her back alive and more again for the dragon.....Tell the elves their pay is with Theros..."

-the bag was tossed to the half-orc who caught it. He would snort- "That dragon...should make Theros happy or bring in much coin.....The dogs can find their pay own their own...I'm no milk nurse or messenger boy..." -the sounds of footsteps could be heard approaching the table where she lay, the half-orc paused next to Cynthiana, then gave a grunt- "Kiptrin you know where to find me if you have more work" -he soon exited the through a door which he slammed after going through-

-Cynthiana could feel the cold hard surface beneath her, she had been laid on a wooden table, she could smell the old wood that it was made of, while hearing them talk she did her best not to move, her arms and shoulders ached from the way she was bound, she could feel the metal cuffs digging into her wrists, moving her hands caused a flare of pain, so she ceased that movement, she may have been startled when the door slammed. She felt more of a need to get free and tried to move her legs, her ankles were still bound together by the boleadora, she attempted to move her knees and her feet but could get no use out of them to do her any good, she found how stiff she was and groaned out in pain-

-the human had heard the groans and other little sounds coming from the prisoner, who had been so roughly deposited onto the wooden table. He was a man somewhere in this thirties, wearing black and grey clothes and leather armor beneath a black trench coat. He also wears a thick leather belt which holds a selection of bands, collars and a length of small black metal chain and a couple weapons, He wears black pants and black leather boots as well. He stood from his place at a nearby desk, scooting the chair back across the floor.  A dark grin came across his somewhat handsome face, It would have been handsome if not for a long scar from the right brow down over his eye and ending at his jaw. He took slow steps over to the table and would take a handful of the half-elves brown hair into his fist as he pulled her head up and back so she could see him- "Well..well...If it's not the little thief..." -he chuckled as his cold eyes watched her face- "and without the trinket she stole.." -he tsked at her-

-He was called Kiptrin, she had heard Div'ro, the half-orc call him by name, she took it to memory as he pulled her hair and forced her head up, those mint green eyes flickered with hate as she looked up at him a low growl came from her lips- "...th' gem be back wit' it's right'ful owners....yer noth'n but s*** on m' boot" -she spat up at his face as she tried to pull away from his grasp, wanting nothing to do with him, she tried again to pull her hands through the tight metal cuffs or get her legs loose from the ropes-

-watching her test the cuffs and ropes that bound her, he found it comical, his laughter rang through the room, a deep laughter aimed at her and the words she had spewed. His free hand coming up to wipe her spit from his left cheek, then he took a tighter hold on her hair and yanked her head closer to his face with that other hand- "oh we have a fiesty one here.... now do we?.....well ye'll learn your place soon enough.." -he brought a hand up and while he had her hair tight in his grasp, he backhanded her hard and then tightened his grasp again as he forced her to look at him-

-Cynthiana could smell his breath, she struggled to get away from his grasp on her hair to no avail and grunted when she had been struck. The slap had caused her face to sting and she could feel just where his hand had landed, she looked up at him with a sneer on her now cracked and bleeding lips, when he forced her to look his way-

-the man spoke roughly- "..Let me...lay down the basics for you..half-elf!" -he growled- "...you lost my boss the Catseye of Aldune....yes a pity.." -he swallowed as the grin returned to his lips- "...but now Theros will have his...'merchandise'.....a fine sell you will make...along with that copper dragon." -his free hand would move to her cheek to caress there, it would have been a gentle touch, but he'd let it glide down her neck to her now filthy shirt and fingers stopped just at the neckline there he'd drop his grasp on her hair, letting her head fall as he stepped away from the table. the man moved over to a nearby shelf, picking up another set of chains, which rattled as they hung and swayed once they were taken from their resting place-

-hearing his words she remained quiet, hate boiling through her.  She was no prize to be sold, nor was Argyle, her thoughts went to the copper dragon now, wondering where he was...what these vile apes had done with him.  She felt his rough hand on her cheek, Soon she was free of his grasp and laid her head on the table top, a frown on her lips once the man could no longer see her face, somewhat thankful for the coolness of the wooden tabletop, she listened to the rattling of chains nearby, her mind filled with thoughts of what was to come and how she was going to make her escape as she closed her eyes and waited-
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WestEnd / Re: The Cat's Eye of Aldune: (p2)The Hunt. (A Cynthiana story)
« Last post by Cynthiana on March 04, 2015, 03:57:25 AM »
Cynthiana:  -the elf who had his foot on her back ground his boot hard into her against her- "shut up girlie..no one asked you" -the half orc grinned hearing her, then shook his head at the elf who had her pinned- "...hes right girl...no one asked you" -then he looked to the elves and walked over to the case on the ground, opening it would reveal a neatly arranged assortment of manacles and other equipment used in a capture- ".bind her.." -with that the elf that was standing over her would send a hard kick to the back of the half-elf's head and walk over to the case with the other elven man, the half-orc would gather up the dagger that Cynthiana had dropped-

Cynthiana]

Cynthiana:  -the elves would choose their preference of manacles and the two of them would come over and a fight would be put up with the half-elf, she was struggling with them almost wildly, one of them had been bitten and scratched, the other she had headbutted as her left hand was brought behind her and quickly secured in a tight band of metal, they both wrestled her other arm behind her, the half-orc wasn't impressed by the display, he crossed over and crouched down yanking her head up by the hair, he growled in her face showing those filed sharp teeth, the dagger, her own knife was brought up to her neck, just under her chin- "stop...struggling or die here and now"

Cynthiana]

Cynthiana:  -once the elves had her in the tight cuff manacles by the wrist behind her, the half-orc grinned down at her and dropped the dagger then backhanded her, then spoke to the men- "we best make our way back to the city soon...we'll take the old smuggler's route near here..." -the elves would step back from the half-elf and..half-orc would use the Boleadora to bind her legs together and then set her up and pick her up slinging her over his shoulder. The elves would gather the leather bag, which a growl came from as it was moved and the
case after closing it and the three would walk for the caves and that hidden route back to the city, with their new merchandise in tow-

Cynthiana]
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WestEnd / Re: The Cat's Eye of Aldune: (p2)The Hunt. (A Cynthiana story)
« Last post by Cynthiana on March 04, 2015, 03:53:55 AM »
Cynthiana]

Cynthiana: -the elf would set his foot in the center of her back to hold her there, as he reached down and picked up the leather backpack, he opened the few compartments on the outside searching through them, then he pulled the flap back and put his hand inside, searching through things, he looked up at the half-orc- "..It's not here..Div'ro..the gem is not here" -he closed the pack and shouldered it- "but there's plenty to be...sorted and gone through..should bring good coin" -By then the second elf

Cynthiana: joined them he was holding a thick leather bag tied tightly closed and slung over his shoulder there was a mad growl as the bag was sat on the ground, he had the leather case which the half-orc had brought to the forest with him, both the bag and the case were sat on the ground- "got the other little bundle of joy to be sold off too...sure someone will pay big for a dragon."

Cynthiana]
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WestEnd / Re: The Cat's Eye of Aldune: (p2)The Hunt. (A Cynthiana story)
« Last post by Cynthiana on March 04, 2015, 03:48:48 AM »
Cynthiana: -the half-orc tracker heard the signature thwack of the boleadoras as it slammed around something, he slowed his walk as he listened, hearing her voice beyond the tree, hearing the words she spoke in near desperation, he chuckled darkly as he spoke up- "...oh..that'll take a while to cut through..." -a grin came to his lips as he walked with no need to hurry, he would let her wear herself down, if she wanted, toughness enchanted rope would take hours to saw through, he soon came from behind the tree but would give a wide enough birth between them so that she couldn't reach him, here the tracker would be able to get a good look at her finally, his black eyes staring as he looked over her figure, his grin widened- "...well..well...we will have to ask for a higher price.."

Cynthiana]

Cynthiana: -the half-orc laughed at the the girl, that grin stayed on his lips, his focus was on her, he'd not allowed himself to get close enough for her to reach him with the blade, he asked- "oh really now?..it seems you are a little out of luck and don't understand the situation...so i'll fill you in.." -The elf who had followed, slowly and stealthily moved around the tree that she was roped to, he'd silently stand there just a few feet behind her, watching the half-orc and the half-elf. The tracker would settle his laughter- " who ever has the most coin...be the one who..'touches' you girlie" -he looked past her and gave an up nod to the elf. The elf would grin and bring a foot up and kick the half-elf in the back-
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