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Located in the Western Sector, on the very border of the City of Durem.


It is a small area, composed of half a dozen abandoned buildings sitting in ruin and rubble surrounding a vacant lot which is actually the hollows of a larger building that used to stand there. Around this vacant lot are partial walls, scattered throughout the middle are the remnants of pillars and rafters.

The center of the lot is shadowed by a giant tree. Its extensive, yet malnourished shade spans the entire "corner". The darkest places lie underneath the shadow of the trunk.

Also, the vacant lot has a wine cellar. The stairs are situated by the back wall and the steps look questionable, but for those who want aged cheese and wine it is not an effective deterrent. Upon descending the stairs, the cellar is cold and it becomes obvious that rats live there from the sounds.

Just outside of the lot is a still-water fountain that is green with algae and covered in ivy. Frogs and unwanted goldfish flourish in the filth.

It is overgrown all over with weeds. Inhabitants from other parts of the city sometimes use this place to discreetly rid themselves of unneeded junk and so there are many rusted cans rolling around and piles of litter everywhere.


No one lives here, but people occasionally pass by either to dump things or abandon unwanted pets.


It is always early spring weather, sunny with a touch of clouds and chilly breezes.


Patches of grass, thistles, dandelions, queen anne's lace, sorrel, and clovers grow here. Weeds, all.


There is an abundance of pidgeons, crows, and sparrows that live here. Rats and field mice scurry to and fro between the buildings. Sometimes one sees a stray cat or dog that has become feral. There are frogs and goldfish in the fountain.


This entire place is a recycler's dream. Broken glass, rusty scrap metal, paper, and miscellaneous cover the grounds like crumbs on a used napkin.


The buildings here have not been leased or refurbished mainly because it is rumored to be haunted and known to have feral animals lurking in its shadows.

It was hard to miss the sound of such a unique instrument in the relative silence. It would come off the other buildings surrounding as echoes and faint whispers to anyone passing around to do what random thing they had to do in this part of town, but still it would be heard.

Perhaps her hearing was a bit better than the random person, because some six seconds after the red-headed, ratty dress-wearing lady paused and looked straight ahead, she looked directly up at the origin of the playing. Whether or not she could actually see the player was another matter dependent on how far back from the edge she was.

But for what it was worth, she had audience.

Theordac was not talented in the skills on communication, certainly not with humans and the other races of this world. But in his desire to learn more about the humans he had to travel into their cities. It was quick that Theordac learned the cities were much louder then any animal of the forest, and citizens wilder then any beast, and the life styles of which they lived far more complex then he imaged. Such amounts of information had to be processed and Theordac could not focus within the busy streets and so he came here. To the quiet corner of the city, amongst the ruins he found a large tree in which he sat against for sometimes days as he rested.
Theordac leaned back against the tree and looked up at its tangled branches, the tree was misshapen by due to strange growth partners, a fracture of malnourishment. Theordac considered restoring the trees elemental energies, but it would likely just fade to the state was in now.
Theordac closed his eyes, and formed a frown behind his long snow white beard, clattering of thin aluminum and poorly played music had filled his ears. Theordac came to his part of the city to get away from the craziness that was the city, not to find more foolishness. Theordac threw his hood up on his head, muffling the sounds just slightly, but at least it made the craziness feel further off.

Theordac couldn’t possibly shut out the cry that penetrated his earlobes, there was no rest to be had as long as the voiced echoed through the ruins. Tightening his right hand on his sheep hook staff Theordac brought himself to his feet, placing most of his weight on his staff Theordac made his way towards the racket. Theordac’s had kept the appearance of a old man for his entire time within the city, a large cloak covered his body and his hood was up, covering his face is shadows leaving the only clear facial feature his long white beard.

Theordac made his way through the ruined corner of the city till he came across the ball of furious fur . But that wasn’t all he came across, the scent of rice wine that lingered in the air. Theordac muttered to himself “drunken fool” as he approached the stranger and without any warning grabbed the fur ball. With a firm grip he would try to hold the loony creature still, as Theordac expected it would require force to remove the noise maker from the head of the tailed creature.

“Just shut your gab” Theordac said, his tone of voice more demanding then caring.
“Now you either you are gonna get you thick skull out of that drum or I am gonna break your toy in two” Theordac continued, as he prepared a grip on his staff.

Theordac caught the attacks approach in the corner of his vision, but was currently focused, and didn't have time to be jumping around. Channeling the element of earth Theordac lockted himself to the earth and hardened his body. He would take the kick to his cheek, and though pain would be expected, Theordac didn't react with human like emotions but instead spoke calming "Keep to yourself kid, i am busy" Theordac's eyes narrowed, as if suggesting he was frustrated with the new comer.

Theordac tightened his grip on the staff, if this fur ball didnt answer soon he was gooing to have to break the drum and the little brat aswell.

The fact that his attack was stopped made him a little angry, but was now focusing on the snakes around everyone."Oh crud, what's with the snakes showing up, and how in the world did this happen?!"In any case Marcus needed to kill them in one attack, so he channeled his dark ability to one attack."This attack should do it,*deep breath*,YAH!!!"He punches the ground,casting his attack, which caused dark spikes to appear and aim at all the snakes in the area.

The shamisen was indeed broken, and as soon as Theordac picked it up, it disappeared in a poof of smoke, leaving behind a broken hairbrush, and a rather used one at that. It was covered in loose hair. The tanuki afterall, used leaves often, but could transform any object into what she desired. Not as complex as the spells cast by tengu or kitsunes, which came out of nothing. Something Junyuu used as a punchline for most of her jokes. Never bite a sandwich in the company of a tanuki, it might actually be something inedible, gross, or both...

Almost immediately after the snakes appeared--Junyuu was gone!

From landing onto the spikes all the snakes but one burst into smoke. Briefly, it was apparent that they were leaves before they were scattered into little green pieces. Had anyone noticed that the leaves were gone from the area they would've seen through most of it. The one snake however, fell to the ground, having fallen neatly between the spikes, and slithered into the cover of overgrown weeds.