The City of Emillion

Who: Everyone in the area.
What: A darkening cloud falls over the city.
Where: Tenement District.
When: Late evening.
Rating: R; violence.

( On whose shoulders better to stand than those of the would-be gods! )

Who: Ari and Liyal
What: Liyal has something Ari wants to discuss.
Where: Emillion bazaar
When: Monday, late morning
Rating: PG for tension
Status: Finished

( Liyal had some vague notions about making money. )

Who: Liyal and Vivi
What: Liyal has loot! Also, survives his wilderness trek
Where: The Snuggly Duckling
When: Friday, 3-ish (early posting)
Rating: G, probably
Status: Complete

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Who: Liyal and Kiernan
What: Dragons! Blue magic! Knights!
Where: A field outside the city (hooray!)
When: Sunny afternoon
Rating: ...G
Status: Complete!

( If only he were taller and more coordinated...and in the Fighters' Guild )

Who: Liyal and Quen
What: Liyal has summon! Help, Quen, help!
Where: Quen's room
When: Afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Complete!

( It's called Leviathan! )

Who: Everyone in the area/Everyone who can get there!.
What: There seems to be more trouble!
Where: Port of Good Hope/ The Docks OR The Beach nearby?! (It's like a choose your own adventure book~)
When: 3:49pm.
Rating: R; violence!

( Not a single cloud lingered upon the horizon, boats rocked gently in the port as they had been tied to the docks and their anchors had been dropped. )

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( YOUR DESTINY HAS BEEN CHOSEN )

Who: Quen and Liyal
What: Liyal had target practice and Quen was tired of being inside ... and likes fighters
Where: Rangers' Target Range
When: Early evening
Rating: PG
Status: Pending!

Thwip!

Another bullseye! The crowd cheered! The Marquis's beautiful daughter's handkerchief floated into his vision, carried on a breeze filled with rose petals. His long hair blew around his square face as he turned into the sunlight and the greatest warmth of all: applause.

Only three more rings in and he'd have it! Liyal pulled his last arrow back and kicked his string back and let it fly. Just the scantest bit inward. He sighed. Practice was hard. Most of the rangers made it so easy. Lille was at least a full circle better than him on a bad day. Didn't take much to hit a toad. You could throw the arrow and hit one! It just was never not embarrassing when you shot at a charging wolf and then dropped your bow because you had to grab for your dagger. Then having two guys with you drop it before you can get a hit in.

"Fu-fu-fu--pants!" He swore, looking at his dismal showing. Some mages would give their arms to do some magic and be able to shoot as well as him. Liyal just wanted to impress some girls. So far his magic nor his marksmanship was going to do it.

Loudly, he brushed his hands off - his signal to Quen that he was all done. It had been weird when she couldn't leave the Tower. He'd felt bad for her -- and relieved. That could have been him punished with her -- or worse, kicked out! The Mages' Guild wasn't the best place on earth, but dragons! girls! shiny things! girls who rode dragons!

He picked up his communicator before he grabbed his arrows and messaged her.