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Many thousands of years ago a prophecy was foretold by the world's most renowned prophet, Edward Himblerig. As most prophets, what he said was very vague but the most common interpretation was that the world as they knew it was coming to an end. After this vision Himblerig went, or rather was referred to as going insane. He staid in his quarters for weeks on end franticly reading and copying ancient runes and mystic passages of dialect, until one day he emerged and went out to the town square and shared his "last discovery" he told of a world with no magic but with lights that came from the walls and from poles out of the ground, a world with beasts made of steel controlling man, and these mechanic monsters ruling over the land bellow them, the sky above them and the sea between them. And of magic one day returning to the world. After that he walked out of town and then simply disappeared.

Approximately one year later a small group of adventurers came back from a 'dungeon crawl' with a book of mysterious origins, they studied this book for many moons until one day, a party member read out the last of the untranslated incantations as they put the book down on a table. Then something happened, time for them stoped as everything around them changed, it was all a blur, then it stoped, they looked around to see unfamiliar surroundings the book was the same distance from them but there was three inches of glass between it and them, they were in a room where lights were coming from holes in the wall and ceiling but was not produced by fire. In a time where things they saw everyday were nothing but stories for kids. In a civilisation that was nothing like there own. In a world that knew nothing of its past, only what was left to trick them.

YAY... roy is posting his character as i speak... well type, eh whatever... WE CAN START!!!


... ITS ALIVE, ALIVE!!!

Yuthrane nodded. "That it doesn't." He stood slowly and uttered a few runes, making a few passes in the air. After a moment, he looked at Ben. "Those lights aren't magic, or, at least, magic that I can't sense." He looked back at the table where the tomb they had found was, except it wasn't the same table, but the book was still there.

"Okay, that book is there. That damn book sent us here." Yuthrane went to touch the book, but found his hand impeeded by glass. "Hmm... flawless. And perfectly flat. Curious."

((Will inform her we've started))

Jack laughed at the look on Karen's face.

"Oh come on Karen, you know you need some new clothes! You can't wander around in khaki forever!" she said, smirking. She had the right to criticise her, too. Jack had a strange sense of style, but it suited her, made her look glamourous and at the same time gave her the musician look. Today she wore a pair of blck pinstripe pants cut raggedly to make cutoffs, and a shiny black leather tank top. Her sunglasses perched elegantly on her nose, she looked every bit the jazz musician she was.
"Maybe i should pick out your wardrobe. Now that could be interesting."

((Sorry about the long description of clothes, but wanted to get a feel for her character. xp ))

Jack grinned.

"Nothing drastic. Definately no make up. You don't need it girl! Of course, neither do I," she said, tossing her hair dramatically.

"I know, i know. I'm not normally this strange. Must be something in the wind."

Jack laughed. "Come on Moon, no one's THAT stupid. Besides, it means you have something to do on Monday. Come on girl, look at you! Your best jeans have a hole in them for Christ's sake! I'm taking you both shopping, on me. I got quite a few tips last night."

Jack smirked at Karen, knowing what she was trying to do. Well, it's not as if we do her any LASTING damage..