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I’m trying just that now and I’m staying at Trask’s Temple or Splynn’s old place and just to be clear it’s a Splugorth Pyramid, sized for them and larger sized terrors like demons and such. And it’s still a Pyramid so to scale it correctly the place is huge thirty three levels with the top usable one’s Trask’s inner circle and friends. All the other levels are mall sized and hold everyone else and offices of people she likes to do business with the lower ground floor things are Continental admin.
Most Splugorth for all they are monsters are fancy even in their terror. Splynn in the bulk of the main city is Alien but still ultramodern cities, clean lines, traffic, litter all the city stuff was bots and the very fucked up things as Seriah has shown me in my Orienteering, nothing was taboo, the Splugorth just had pretty boxes for it.
I spent a week in heavy TDC learning things. Non sylvan computers and coms, language sims and cultural and historical sims where I get to see what happened here on this earth or the Atlantis accident stories, human and earth things, Alliance, Tri-galaxies in here this in house system is actually programmed by Seriah who has used her powers on relics and other things she reads and writes the things she see’s as a historical sim and it’s part hobby, part that Keth/Sel history aptitude and I think she training her reading for hacking, I mean she can likely hack but I’m thinking on a telemechanic level.
Aside from me stepping away and starting to help there’s a degree of yeah okay… You’re from the Rose I’m Sylvan…fuck Lucas… you get some nice versions then you gotta wonder if Luke is Donovan’s. I mean Skywood gold would buy pretty good shape shifting magic.
I like Patrick, he is High Elven in most part and Wood elven which is the Greenwood planet in The Rose. He is a Paladin of Farhunter the god of assassins and Elhona the huntress. Since coming here he has been practising our versions and he’s a modern elf.
Ranger/assassin magic translates to sniping.
Most combat gods can grant battle magic, add in stealth magic and we train. I needed it and got my ass handed to me for weeks, I got blows and touches but yeah my ass was good and kicked.
I’m not going back and definitely not going back to Anolle.
Flaxen is batshit insane and a powerful warlock, but even that tiny house is old, old Skydancing era blood.
Her old man was an abusive molesting piece of shit that comes out of inbreeding.
Her mom’s family wasn’t much better with Darkest kiss running wild and blood witches. Blood witches are cutter hedge witches that figured out rites to bleed for magic, scar for magic as sylvans don’t and that has sacrifice elements, monks do the same things and it was ripped off the blood elven magic from the Banewar.
Mmmmm… yes there’s a whole cultural war going on Mistalae that had Bane base there and seconded with Kachina and they taught and corrupted the old school blood elves to our current ones.
Only not…The old school blood elves came from the Chaos wars and had used sacrifice magic that was of The Green and were enhanced by symbiosis with totemic thorns and things I hadn’t committed years of research. Anyways the Old Blood elves manifested green magic thorns that sanctified their blood for magic and fighting monsters.
They fled and learned to pull their thorns in only it made them less than stable over time.
That a few times removed into Skydancing cousins and that’s Anoelle’s mothers side of the genetics.
We’re worse.
We’re an Archduchy There’s only a few of us the children of the fleet generals that broke off here.
Skywood, Highwood, Fireflower, Ironhall and Dragonis.
Skywood was fleet, fleet command and on down.
Highwood was old universe nobility and one of the houses that tore out everything they had to build ships.
Fireflower engineering and logistics, we used to own forging stars in the old verse, we helped build the ships, shipyards and made things…look at home aside from the evil… spices, alchemy for sale light enchanting, tons of spices and produce along with the drugs.
I’m a trained earth warlock taught by a family of them including training rivalries and shows and dad allowed noble privilege by spending points he assigned it allowed you certain “passes” nothing sick but use the seal and points to buy things exactly as credit as father pays for.
Discounts, VIP services, VIP buildings and events and we have a ducal embassy in the capital so the merchants guild in the city, dad made our ducky addicted and we show off in the Capital that’s Ruby and others rotated out literally assigned to party, buy things even targeted things, people to impress but not.
Women in our family did that. Us guys we dated as squires paid for everything as we did and through our service until we’re married and that’s Mom and the Aunts and yes same old blood noblewomen that manage bloodlines.
Once married aside from any special assignments I’d get then I was making things often enchanting small things but I do earth and stone works.
And once I have Ser’s permission I replicare megacrete and line it with glasssteel mesh like rebar and I do all her citywide infrastructure letting her assign crews to all the projects she wants and things to make things better.
I show Seriah I can earth magic make vibro weapons by shaking the metal and her people can have non tech scan safe vibro blades the Kreeg can’t pick up.
That Sylvan comfort high heels thing, like sneakers I can do that charming the earth in the object infusing it with magic until it’s light and comfortable.
Like a lot of things I was taught it’s not a matter of power but know how. I add anti chaffing, insulated, waterproofed and everdry and built a circle to do all the spells at once and enchant good quality combat boots for her to try and I can do lots and will teach… in fact if she wants we should build her rebels a recovery hospital and retired our region and add in a training base, and armory shops to turn out fighters, ships, mechs things Will invents.
And bring in Brotherhood in the family they trust or want to settle too because oh noes.. (sarcasm) adding more brotherhood to the rebels would be a bad idea.
I help, I help and work and use it to train and think, I work good while thinking and honestly. Get up, cleanse, style, gym things, go for a run, then to the training area for the guards in house and use the gym, the confidence course, fire spells off and weapons at the range and then up to Trask and TDC sparring until I’m dead and then breakfast, getting what needs where and I go shower get changed into combats in earth russet faded tones and a headset player and things in my magic satchel and I start doing my job earth creating my perfect coffee in created geothermal mineral water… elemental magic to create the perfect coffee and like a fucking phase cat Arizona mini portal steals my first one and my second if Brandon is there.
Yes some days I’m Kailynn.
But coffee and leaf rolls.
That’s anything smoked we use leaf cantrips to match and copy earth humans way of making cigars and I have whatever I’m in the mood for and then my coffee and tunes and just vibe and work with the city and her crews and they left me just be.
Lunch is at Wills with Mike and him and others as we have bbq, asian bbq and chinese food and do like three hours off just eating drinking doing car things and interceptor things which we don’t have and civilian fighter racing would be perfect. Here you could do gates all over Atlantis and cameras and do races, build a street car, hover, whole thing out in the Kitani factories, build merc coast fort ports to hunt and clear Triad monsters, do fishing, sell this crazy dangerous caught fish for Tyger prices but for the fishers. For the Marine mercs guild… escorts for trade ships to the friendly trade ports, heavy armed super tankers with select merchants and float an Atlantis merchant mall out to coastal places where resources can make up for credits.
We can drop power, solar, turbines, coms, Doctors and healers and all in a Doctors without Borders thing some Aeran Mainstreamers are running and paying for.
The Mariner of Aera is on board with this and Zoney calls him her Sam he calls her Porn-Frodo and he’s very invested here as he’s spent time here in various places in the Rifter waters and talked to the sea folks and helping the shores a trades helps Atlantis and the planet and he’s amazing and I ask him to go home and see Eveningstar and the sea things there and he agrees in exchange for some jobs that are ideas. Good ideas like salt water cypress trees that feed off the minerals and if we plant them in the big seaweed floats we can start forests and once there’s enough roots we can add soil and rocks and volcanic stones like pumice and we’re trying that in a bunch of different places because developed long enough water planets could get free floating land gardens even build with it. Lots of ideas and actually starting them like using Splynn’s raiding towns as anti-pirate merc bases, embassies, merc unit sell holdings, merc hunts going to Mexico hunting vamps and monster and dino raids in other places.
Give a merc unit a 1500 people port fort and access to work and our markets they’ll fight to hold it.
Give each Atlantean clan room of a Splynn Embassy and a port area of coast to develop, them bring in reputable decent mercs, V’tall and Titan mercs that are good to be here and cyber knights and other good orders that ride the merc style first, establish the feel and community first then the rest.
I build a TDC to train in and pretty much scan copy “The Preserve” and spend time there developing new takes on doing things and my new “Cover” Shellan is an old Highwood/Skywood/Gilden name and is common, Flowersong is made up with ideas from the BBQ.
I alter my aura by pulling in new and other trace elements charge with preservation magic into my bones and like Ser’s read I pull in psy related earth like graveyard earth particles but holding that graveyard… so I did that and grow houses, drug dens, Atlantis and The Preserve and “Shellan” is an unknown a “Hermit” out in The Preserves.
A “d-traveller” with good drugs.
“Shell” has blonde hair done really easily but with gold braids, tiny jewellery that are tech magic things and charms and even floral vines green magiced through his hair.
Merc but easy almost veteran clothes and I sell drugs or start in Freaktown and around taking a look at me the Hallowed King.
I’ve good stuff too.
Layered earth magic exact mix soil with temp controls and earth magic, green magic and not just increasing the quality but altering characteristics so more yield, bigger leaves, less stem, some strains for cloth and other uses as money but TDC grown, layered, purified weed, oil and even coloured, flavoured and scented of scentless stuff. In baggies in d-pouches and spaces and a vape that is a glass steel flute that lights up as you drag or play.
Everything feels like my cover, was built to be feeling like my cover.
Atlantean junk food from vending machines in the bag street survival bags of common free stuff and I create “Shell” a mega class hardened layered ceramic “coral” that has a Metzla coral ot Xix resin sheen but a coral shape combined with a “Shredder” bladed Sylvan armour look and I fight brutally and enhanced and hard sylvan military fighting styles.
When I have too otherwise I’m a hippy elf from Atlantis selling and not for the family but enough to blend in and skilled enough if I attract attention who sent me.
“Uncertainty armor” Brandon called it.
But I’m there spying, looking, seeing the show and the pander and getting us intel from my training and life PoV.
And not just him… recorder pearls while I wander and the feel, the street vibes how things feel and flow to study and intel places where people eat and sell and talk and I might not get it all but Ser and other peoples ranges what they’ll get is more but that’s the point.
And hanging with them… I don’t act like me.
No one told me though Rick Summers was that intense, hot… which is new… Like the feral tyger eating sels heart intense that’s him.
I was doing things, this before he was told and I’m low key, usually on the fringes, night markets and yeah selling but quietly mostly sing and play for whatever on my shaped shell instruments and Sylvan but not from there, hippy, vet and def fought on a rifting world if I had too.
Sometimes I’ll sell food.
Just Altlantean on sale interdimensional junk, even expired stuff that I fix as best I can.
Mike Brighton helped.
Anyone can dry “ramen” out of whatever noodle and dried soup base.
Sylvan flavours will be liked as different.
Kimchi and fermented stuff covers slightly off street food.
Study the slightly off street food that riding the edge of edible is a poor thing, a ferment in class flavour, add in burned edges, sauces, grilling stuff. Cook learning from mercs and barracks, prison, MRE food culture.
When I cook I make Sylvan army stew. Canned hot peppers in the adobo sauce, tomato soup, grilled package foods like Kimchi, jerky, soy jerky, tofu, flavored tofus, grilled hot dogs and spam and compressed meat/organ/soy loaf cubed and grilled and some N’yai things and local in market veggies from the freaktown or local spot and a big pot, bowls, ramen sometimes, cloned n’yai eggs in pods are just squick enough that it’s a thing.
I nail the soups usually and that brought Rich around.
**He’s good, too good “Shell” does not stand out from the other sylvans and he has sylvan obsessive good weed bur word of mouth, camps and is around the fringes, follows the crowds and blends.
Outside the main zones he’ll cook or play a little in donations/tips and trade and a camp stove that is a shaelani or arab design for burning wood or charcoal and he makes street soup/stew that is perfect he took the time to create his own cooking style and street recipes and just off and burned in the right ways and layers of cheap shitty food that might send Kailynn into allergic shock.
Hoody up a lot doesn’t hey I’m elven.
He looks like a war vet between Aera and Sylvania, if looked closer he’s military, unique spells, has a d-bag, professional enhanced weed that suggests a new player, drug goods varied enough that it’s a job.
Smokes, drugs and leftovers made of the harvests to oils and CBD healing stuff he sells cheap, but also Green and Earth and Healing things from nature and even cheap dried wild stuff for friends and regulars.
He’ll be in a tented area in a corner cooking people sipping, eating trading and buying and he’ll toss in a dried noodles and other things and a vat egg if you’re a reg…or old…or starving…or a kid.
He wears the in deep hurt of his household and the bad stuff that makes them “Fireflowers” That groomed, raised hurt…lets it on the surface sometimes without being specific and he’s not lying…he has his shit but you can feel his broken not quite right.
Veteran like levels of regret though.
Sad songs, old human tunes… Sylvan tunes in Spanish and Russian or Chinese… he plays a violin with the Chinese and could fit at Sempai’s place new covers he made.
Well I see him on the Vid screens
Preaching 'bout the promised lands
He tells me "believe in the republic…”
Steals the money from our hands
Some say he was a good man
Gods I think he sinned, yeah, yeah
Twenty two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal Aera sylvan-vet,,,
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
To find his people didn't want him back
Their enemy took his best friends in Steadfast
Politics and ships gus took the rest.
House lawyers told his people that he was broken and wasn’t safe.
Left all that shit behind…In a life I won't remember
In a war he can't forget
He cried "forgive me for what I done there
'Cause I never meant the things I did"
And give me something to believe in
If there's a any gods above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, god arise
My best friend died a lonely man
In some lonely old hostel room
I got the call last Solstice Eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down an' cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
See my smile it fades again
Uh, give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
If there's any one above…
Uh, give me something to believe in, yeah (uh, give me something to believe in)
Oh, gods above
Sometimes I wish to Gods I didn't know now
Things I didn't know then…
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleepin' on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
Used to read "Sanctuary"
A World away live the rich folk
Not even a city away
And I see how they're livin' it up
But while the poor they eat from hand to mouth
The rich are drinkin' from the golden cup
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose and so few ever win, ha
Give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
Give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
If there's any one above…
Give me something to believe in take the high road, give me something to believe in)
Oh, anyone above
Give me something to believe in (take the high road, give me something to believe in)
Oh, help us all
Oh, give me something to believe in (take the high road, give me something to believe in)
Most Splugorth for all they are monsters are fancy even in their terror. Splynn in the bulk of the main city is Alien but still ultramodern cities, clean lines, traffic, litter all the city stuff was bots and the very fucked up things as Seriah has shown me in my Orienteering, nothing was taboo, the Splugorth just had pretty boxes for it.
I spent a week in heavy TDC learning things. Non sylvan computers and coms, language sims and cultural and historical sims where I get to see what happened here on this earth or the Atlantis accident stories, human and earth things, Alliance, Tri-galaxies in here this in house system is actually programmed by Seriah who has used her powers on relics and other things she reads and writes the things she see’s as a historical sim and it’s part hobby, part that Keth/Sel history aptitude and I think she training her reading for hacking, I mean she can likely hack but I’m thinking on a telemechanic level.
Aside from me stepping away and starting to help there’s a degree of yeah okay… You’re from the Rose I’m Sylvan…fuck Lucas… you get some nice versions then you gotta wonder if Luke is Donovan’s. I mean Skywood gold would buy pretty good shape shifting magic.
I like Patrick, he is High Elven in most part and Wood elven which is the Greenwood planet in The Rose. He is a Paladin of Farhunter the god of assassins and Elhona the huntress. Since coming here he has been practising our versions and he’s a modern elf.
Ranger/assassin magic translates to sniping.
Most combat gods can grant battle magic, add in stealth magic and we train. I needed it and got my ass handed to me for weeks, I got blows and touches but yeah my ass was good and kicked.
I’m not going back and definitely not going back to Anolle.
Flaxen is batshit insane and a powerful warlock, but even that tiny house is old, old Skydancing era blood.
Her old man was an abusive molesting piece of shit that comes out of inbreeding.
Her mom’s family wasn’t much better with Darkest kiss running wild and blood witches. Blood witches are cutter hedge witches that figured out rites to bleed for magic, scar for magic as sylvans don’t and that has sacrifice elements, monks do the same things and it was ripped off the blood elven magic from the Banewar.
Mmmmm… yes there’s a whole cultural war going on Mistalae that had Bane base there and seconded with Kachina and they taught and corrupted the old school blood elves to our current ones.
Only not…The old school blood elves came from the Chaos wars and had used sacrifice magic that was of The Green and were enhanced by symbiosis with totemic thorns and things I hadn’t committed years of research. Anyways the Old Blood elves manifested green magic thorns that sanctified their blood for magic and fighting monsters.
They fled and learned to pull their thorns in only it made them less than stable over time.
That a few times removed into Skydancing cousins and that’s Anoelle’s mothers side of the genetics.
We’re worse.
We’re an Archduchy There’s only a few of us the children of the fleet generals that broke off here.
Skywood, Highwood, Fireflower, Ironhall and Dragonis.
Skywood was fleet, fleet command and on down.
Highwood was old universe nobility and one of the houses that tore out everything they had to build ships.
Fireflower engineering and logistics, we used to own forging stars in the old verse, we helped build the ships, shipyards and made things…look at home aside from the evil… spices, alchemy for sale light enchanting, tons of spices and produce along with the drugs.
I’m a trained earth warlock taught by a family of them including training rivalries and shows and dad allowed noble privilege by spending points he assigned it allowed you certain “passes” nothing sick but use the seal and points to buy things exactly as credit as father pays for.
Discounts, VIP services, VIP buildings and events and we have a ducal embassy in the capital so the merchants guild in the city, dad made our ducky addicted and we show off in the Capital that’s Ruby and others rotated out literally assigned to party, buy things even targeted things, people to impress but not.
Women in our family did that. Us guys we dated as squires paid for everything as we did and through our service until we’re married and that’s Mom and the Aunts and yes same old blood noblewomen that manage bloodlines.
Once married aside from any special assignments I’d get then I was making things often enchanting small things but I do earth and stone works.
And once I have Ser’s permission I replicare megacrete and line it with glasssteel mesh like rebar and I do all her citywide infrastructure letting her assign crews to all the projects she wants and things to make things better.
I show Seriah I can earth magic make vibro weapons by shaking the metal and her people can have non tech scan safe vibro blades the Kreeg can’t pick up.
That Sylvan comfort high heels thing, like sneakers I can do that charming the earth in the object infusing it with magic until it’s light and comfortable.
Like a lot of things I was taught it’s not a matter of power but know how. I add anti chaffing, insulated, waterproofed and everdry and built a circle to do all the spells at once and enchant good quality combat boots for her to try and I can do lots and will teach… in fact if she wants we should build her rebels a recovery hospital and retired our region and add in a training base, and armory shops to turn out fighters, ships, mechs things Will invents.
And bring in Brotherhood in the family they trust or want to settle too because oh noes.. (sarcasm) adding more brotherhood to the rebels would be a bad idea.
I help, I help and work and use it to train and think, I work good while thinking and honestly. Get up, cleanse, style, gym things, go for a run, then to the training area for the guards in house and use the gym, the confidence course, fire spells off and weapons at the range and then up to Trask and TDC sparring until I’m dead and then breakfast, getting what needs where and I go shower get changed into combats in earth russet faded tones and a headset player and things in my magic satchel and I start doing my job earth creating my perfect coffee in created geothermal mineral water… elemental magic to create the perfect coffee and like a fucking phase cat Arizona mini portal steals my first one and my second if Brandon is there.
Yes some days I’m Kailynn.
But coffee and leaf rolls.
That’s anything smoked we use leaf cantrips to match and copy earth humans way of making cigars and I have whatever I’m in the mood for and then my coffee and tunes and just vibe and work with the city and her crews and they left me just be.
Lunch is at Wills with Mike and him and others as we have bbq, asian bbq and chinese food and do like three hours off just eating drinking doing car things and interceptor things which we don’t have and civilian fighter racing would be perfect. Here you could do gates all over Atlantis and cameras and do races, build a street car, hover, whole thing out in the Kitani factories, build merc coast fort ports to hunt and clear Triad monsters, do fishing, sell this crazy dangerous caught fish for Tyger prices but for the fishers. For the Marine mercs guild… escorts for trade ships to the friendly trade ports, heavy armed super tankers with select merchants and float an Atlantis merchant mall out to coastal places where resources can make up for credits.
We can drop power, solar, turbines, coms, Doctors and healers and all in a Doctors without Borders thing some Aeran Mainstreamers are running and paying for.
The Mariner of Aera is on board with this and Zoney calls him her Sam he calls her Porn-Frodo and he’s very invested here as he’s spent time here in various places in the Rifter waters and talked to the sea folks and helping the shores a trades helps Atlantis and the planet and he’s amazing and I ask him to go home and see Eveningstar and the sea things there and he agrees in exchange for some jobs that are ideas. Good ideas like salt water cypress trees that feed off the minerals and if we plant them in the big seaweed floats we can start forests and once there’s enough roots we can add soil and rocks and volcanic stones like pumice and we’re trying that in a bunch of different places because developed long enough water planets could get free floating land gardens even build with it. Lots of ideas and actually starting them like using Splynn’s raiding towns as anti-pirate merc bases, embassies, merc unit sell holdings, merc hunts going to Mexico hunting vamps and monster and dino raids in other places.
Give a merc unit a 1500 people port fort and access to work and our markets they’ll fight to hold it.
Give each Atlantean clan room of a Splynn Embassy and a port area of coast to develop, them bring in reputable decent mercs, V’tall and Titan mercs that are good to be here and cyber knights and other good orders that ride the merc style first, establish the feel and community first then the rest.
I build a TDC to train in and pretty much scan copy “The Preserve” and spend time there developing new takes on doing things and my new “Cover” Shellan is an old Highwood/Skywood/Gilden name and is common, Flowersong is made up with ideas from the BBQ.
I alter my aura by pulling in new and other trace elements charge with preservation magic into my bones and like Ser’s read I pull in psy related earth like graveyard earth particles but holding that graveyard… so I did that and grow houses, drug dens, Atlantis and The Preserve and “Shellan” is an unknown a “Hermit” out in The Preserves.
A “d-traveller” with good drugs.
“Shell” has blonde hair done really easily but with gold braids, tiny jewellery that are tech magic things and charms and even floral vines green magiced through his hair.
Merc but easy almost veteran clothes and I sell drugs or start in Freaktown and around taking a look at me the Hallowed King.
I’ve good stuff too.
Layered earth magic exact mix soil with temp controls and earth magic, green magic and not just increasing the quality but altering characteristics so more yield, bigger leaves, less stem, some strains for cloth and other uses as money but TDC grown, layered, purified weed, oil and even coloured, flavoured and scented of scentless stuff. In baggies in d-pouches and spaces and a vape that is a glass steel flute that lights up as you drag or play.
Everything feels like my cover, was built to be feeling like my cover.
Atlantean junk food from vending machines in the bag street survival bags of common free stuff and I create “Shell” a mega class hardened layered ceramic “coral” that has a Metzla coral ot Xix resin sheen but a coral shape combined with a “Shredder” bladed Sylvan armour look and I fight brutally and enhanced and hard sylvan military fighting styles.
When I have too otherwise I’m a hippy elf from Atlantis selling and not for the family but enough to blend in and skilled enough if I attract attention who sent me.
“Uncertainty armor” Brandon called it.
But I’m there spying, looking, seeing the show and the pander and getting us intel from my training and life PoV.
And not just him… recorder pearls while I wander and the feel, the street vibes how things feel and flow to study and intel places where people eat and sell and talk and I might not get it all but Ser and other peoples ranges what they’ll get is more but that’s the point.
And hanging with them… I don’t act like me.
No one told me though Rick Summers was that intense, hot… which is new… Like the feral tyger eating sels heart intense that’s him.
I was doing things, this before he was told and I’m low key, usually on the fringes, night markets and yeah selling but quietly mostly sing and play for whatever on my shaped shell instruments and Sylvan but not from there, hippy, vet and def fought on a rifting world if I had too.
Sometimes I’ll sell food.
Just Altlantean on sale interdimensional junk, even expired stuff that I fix as best I can.
Mike Brighton helped.
Anyone can dry “ramen” out of whatever noodle and dried soup base.
Sylvan flavours will be liked as different.
Kimchi and fermented stuff covers slightly off street food.
Study the slightly off street food that riding the edge of edible is a poor thing, a ferment in class flavour, add in burned edges, sauces, grilling stuff. Cook learning from mercs and barracks, prison, MRE food culture.
When I cook I make Sylvan army stew. Canned hot peppers in the adobo sauce, tomato soup, grilled package foods like Kimchi, jerky, soy jerky, tofu, flavored tofus, grilled hot dogs and spam and compressed meat/organ/soy loaf cubed and grilled and some N’yai things and local in market veggies from the freaktown or local spot and a big pot, bowls, ramen sometimes, cloned n’yai eggs in pods are just squick enough that it’s a thing.
I nail the soups usually and that brought Rich around.
**He’s good, too good “Shell” does not stand out from the other sylvans and he has sylvan obsessive good weed bur word of mouth, camps and is around the fringes, follows the crowds and blends.
Outside the main zones he’ll cook or play a little in donations/tips and trade and a camp stove that is a shaelani or arab design for burning wood or charcoal and he makes street soup/stew that is perfect he took the time to create his own cooking style and street recipes and just off and burned in the right ways and layers of cheap shitty food that might send Kailynn into allergic shock.
Hoody up a lot doesn’t hey I’m elven.
He looks like a war vet between Aera and Sylvania, if looked closer he’s military, unique spells, has a d-bag, professional enhanced weed that suggests a new player, drug goods varied enough that it’s a job.
Smokes, drugs and leftovers made of the harvests to oils and CBD healing stuff he sells cheap, but also Green and Earth and Healing things from nature and even cheap dried wild stuff for friends and regulars.
He’ll be in a tented area in a corner cooking people sipping, eating trading and buying and he’ll toss in a dried noodles and other things and a vat egg if you’re a reg…or old…or starving…or a kid.
He wears the in deep hurt of his household and the bad stuff that makes them “Fireflowers” That groomed, raised hurt…lets it on the surface sometimes without being specific and he’s not lying…he has his shit but you can feel his broken not quite right.
Veteran like levels of regret though.
Sad songs, old human tunes… Sylvan tunes in Spanish and Russian or Chinese… he plays a violin with the Chinese and could fit at Sempai’s place new covers he made.
Well I see him on the Vid screens
Preaching 'bout the promised lands
He tells me "believe in the republic…”
Steals the money from our hands
Some say he was a good man
Gods I think he sinned, yeah, yeah
Twenty two years of mental tears
Cries a suicidal Aera sylvan-vet,,,
Who fought a losing war on a foreign shore
To find his people didn't want him back
Their enemy took his best friends in Steadfast
Politics and ships gus took the rest.
House lawyers told his people that he was broken and wasn’t safe.
Left all that shit behind…In a life I won't remember
In a war he can't forget
He cried "forgive me for what I done there
'Cause I never meant the things I did"
And give me something to believe in
If there's a any gods above
And give me something to believe in
Oh, god arise
My best friend died a lonely man
In some lonely old hostel room
I got the call last Solstice Eve
And they told me the news
I tried all night not to break down an' cry
As the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty
Like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror, mirror on the wall
See my smile it fades again
Uh, give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
If there's any one above…
Uh, give me something to believe in, yeah (uh, give me something to believe in)
Oh, gods above
Sometimes I wish to Gods I didn't know now
Things I didn't know then…
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleepin' on a cold dark street
Like bodies in an open grave
Underneath the broken old neon sign
Used to read "Sanctuary"
A World away live the rich folk
Not even a city away
And I see how they're livin' it up
But while the poor they eat from hand to mouth
The rich are drinkin' from the golden cup
And it just makes me wonder
Why so many lose and so few ever win, ha
Give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
Give me something to believe in (uh, give me something to believe in)
If there's any one above…
Give me something to believe in take the high road, give me something to believe in)
Oh, anyone above
Give me something to believe in (take the high road, give me something to believe in)
Oh, help us all
Oh, give me something to believe in (take the high road, give me something to believe in)
