Burned Out Apartments

So, the host provider did an emergency update and reboot on all their servers (Thanks Spectre/Meltdown). That took the server down earlier for a bit and ever since it's been back up, it's been a little laggy (which is also causing the counter to suck). Everything seems to be set up to run properly on my end. Hopefully, the provider will sort itself out over the course of the next day or so.

This rubble covered area is all that remains of the Bradford Suites Hotel, which burned to the ground in 1997. The circumstances of the fire were never discovered. The debris here makes for excellent hiding spaces for the indigent and a place to resolve disputes away from the prying eyes of the law.

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Earl (Sluagh Wilder): **********

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): *A slender young man leads a woman through the shadows. She sees better than he in this night, but his eyes see things he never noticed before. Details that might have eluded him. And yes, he can see, and hear glimpses of those who have passed before*

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): Ears open - thou wilt hear before you see, usually. Be polite, always, for manners maketh man....

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): "Indeed" *he hears a mother crying for a child that died before the turn of the century. Somehow the mother remained, the child did not* "Do you ever feel the urge to comfort them?"

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): *She nods* Sometimes, yes. Some... can't be? They are not aware enough. Some, they like having a friendly ear. Some are malicious.

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): "Not so different from the rest of us in their way then" *They head deeper into higher thicker piles of rubble. He gallantly offers to lift her over the rougher patches, as if taking a princess over a mud puddle. *

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): *She daintily accepts, floating through. A little rustle of laughter*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): *A smile as they now move to a trek up and over* "I thank you for humoring me in that." *Finally they come to an area that is quite smoothly polished almost caught in a ring of debris higher than the rest of it.* "You see how it appears to be a plateu, but it is not? They sealed it up to provide more stability for the efforts to clear it in the future. Ah, but the city forgets, and the coin needed dwindled, and so... it remains a donut of debris over a now completely sealed wine cellar. And I have used that cellar as thy shrine. There are no holes. There are no cracks big enough. It is my haven to worship you like a pagan exulting a shy goddess."

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): No? *She prowls, inspecting the seal*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): *were she in the deepest part of the dreaming, she might be able to pour through like riverwater, but even then she might find herself redirected to miss the target chamber. She can hear the difference in footfalls, below does have empty space, at least some of it, echoing like a tunnel of treasures sealed away by greedy dwarves...or perhaps Witchtels. Regardless, one would need a jack hammer or the like to get to it... or certain arts she does not possess.*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): "Nay, lady. Naught for thee, not tonight at any met."

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): *A hiss of frustration, and she winds up back at Earl's side* Tease.

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): *And, after all that... she nuzzles his neck* Thou art terrible. *A kiss on his throat*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): "a part of you loves it" *he dares, but his eyes spark with soft mirth*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): *And he puts his thin arms about her as she nuzzles, feeling the cold clamminess of their mutual embrace* *A kiss just below her ear* "Another night. You know you'll wear me down eventually."

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): You know me so well. *A happy sigh, embracing him amidst the rubble* Let us go, though, ere temptation overwhelm....

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): "Of course" *And they move their way over the rubble, he escorting her with a mix of victorian chivalry and urban hiker*

Zara Schwartz (Sluagh wilder): *And out they go, back into the city... after that? Who knows*

Earl (Sluagh Wilder): *end scene*

: *in comes a girl with LARGE bags and starts decorating the church with Crochetted and Knitted Blankets/Hats/Scarfs/Gloves all over for any and all who are in need or want**leaves a double batch*

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Sewer System (0)
This dark damp sewer is home to the cities rodent population, and those who wish to travel unseen. There are many collapsed sections and the unwary are easily lost. The occasional bloated corpse has been found half devoured by rats and many unwanted items are dumped here.
The Streets of Necropolis (1)
A slowly flickering streetlight illuminates this dark street. All roads though town lead to this main road. Shadowy figures dart in and out of alleyways, and only the brave or foolish remain here long.

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