Once an isolated and dying township, an influx of academics, adventurers and thrill seekers have made Scalvoris Town their home. From scholars' tea shops to a new satellite campus for Viden Academy, this is an exciting place to visit or make your home!
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So, one of the things that has changed in the new site is that the new PSF is visible to everyone. This provides us an opportunity and so, this morning I've created some subforums in there - for completed / approved threads....
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You: The person reading these words right now.
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Of all the perfect opportunities to present themselves, Sylas had not expected to find a researcher of some description looking for mages. It seemed almost too good to be true. Good enough that the Lothar had debated long and hard about the...
/gallery/image/18825/source It had been going on for a while. Relentlessly. Sometimes there'd be a lull. Few trills. Few bits. Long enough for them to think maybe his ire had been spent and his strength with it. Then it began again. Louder. Harder. Echoes through the air becoming vibrations that...
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The light that passed through the curtains was very small. Kotton had drawn the curtains until they kept out as much light as possible, but given the length of the fabric, that was impossible. There would always be some sunlight coming in from the windows. Kotton would have to...
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Kotton stood as still as a dead tree- a log with no moisture and no lichen wishing to attach themselves to its dead and lifeless bark. He practically stood without so much as an exhale as he watched with mild intrigue as one of his friends spoke to their wife.
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There was an unreal situation happening at the clinic, and it was one Kotton wasn’t fully aware of. He had received nothing in the way of announcement other than an insistence on him being in the diagnosis hall at a specific time. All he knew was that his friend and coworker...
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The buildings he passed reminded him of the time he spent writing poems during a peaceful hike through town. He had described the exteriors and their ornate beauty, even the pretties that were found inside. He had done this to practice his form of poetic freestyle. All the poems...
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There was something about waking up after an intense and vivid dream that Kotton found previous. Could it be that he had just undergone an entirely unique and adventurous experience worthy of being written down and edited into a potential story? Could it be that he had just...
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Nostalgia was, and would ever be a complete and total bitch. Kotton was certain of this and no one whether they were family or friends or the people he worked with could influence him to think otherwise. Whilst nostalgia was more commonly thought to be there to bring a...
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Trauma was an ever occurring theme in Kotton’s world. He couldn’t genuinely say he had been abused or sexually assaulted just as he couldn’t tell you he had witnessed someone’s murder or been a witness to adultery. But what he could tell you was that he had been abandoned...
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Kotton was out for a walk. Yes, for his mental health, but it was more than that. He recalled times when he had spent covering the layout of Scalvoris, measuring up the town and thereby appointing personal poems to those establishments of the city he felt were worthy of such...
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He could only think about the past. He was ever living in the moment. The present was foreign to him. If anyone had initiated a conversation pertaining to a week ago, Kotton would falter at remembering the details. Trial in and trial out, the specifics of being in his...
“There once was a man,” he said sternly, absorbing the mood like a sponge did with water. “He was a ruthless individual with eyes that shot sparks and words that cut through human tissue. He was uncaring and savage, his body sending out octaves of uneven dispute....
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It was cold. But not as cold as when he had been in Viden. And it wasn’t cold in the physical way. The chill had begun earlier and was now leaking further into the porous material of his smarting heart. His skin blossomed with bumps, the hairs on his arms rising in protest to...
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Kotton was exalted. Even when the temperature was well below his comfortable settings, even though he had slipped on ice ubiquitously, and even though every turn he made landed him at a seemingly similar block of ice, his mood was unperturbed.
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Since his return home from Viden there had been one of two things on his mind. Of course there was _____. He had just been initiated into it after all. But since he was trying to come down from that high and relax his mind and body from the mental and physical toll it had...
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Eyes were such a sensitive organ. For all the time he had been a medic and now a nurse, Kotton hadn’t once been subjected to the sprays of sputum, the aerosols of sneezing droplets or the immediate contact of accidental chemicals hitting him in the face. The only thing his eyes...
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The heat was immeasurable, it didn't matter if it was a new season change, the heat was still present. Not only did patients come in complaining about the heat, the many medics and nurses and assistants held their own opinions as to the intense temperatures occurring outside....
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“You don’t look like you belong here,” bellowed a strange man. He rose from his spot against a white felted seat stained with the grease of spicy peanut butter noodles. He placed his forefinger at the intersection where his glasses met his nose and pushed them up. The frames in...
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The sky was too dark, far too clouded, and unnecessarily pitched a shade darker than was needed. Kotton peered through his curtains at the sky and scoffed. He sighed. He huffed. Each exhalation was measured as nothing but disappointment. He hated being contained indoors, much...
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Timestamp: 30th of Ymiden, 723
Location: The Glass Temple, Scalvoris Town
Kura sat away from the main part of the room. Normally, she did very well with crowds, they were part of the job after all, but today, she couldn't deal with them. She wasn't...
Well, glad we bought the whole mov wiv' us. Plenty a' room.
No-one likes a sarky bastard, Kas.
Kasoria's response was just a smirk even wider. The pampered noble had come a long way since they'd first met on ship from Foster's Landing. Now he was throwing around...
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