An American Apocalypse

[Flask: Lord of Fire]

Flask flutters around the trees, floating slowly on the wing, his long hair flowing behind him. He feels better, more like himself and not the large, fleshy human he is when he is drained of energy.

Flying along he blows little bursts of yellow fire onto branches. But instread of burning the limbs burst forth with flowers. He feels like a forest pixie or something. And it's fun.

Must be the combination of the tree's spring and Metsa's energy that was making him feels so... lite.

[Zinn]

Zinn stands up abruptly. She looks Irvine in the eyes. She doesn't say anything at first. She just stares at him with a look of disbelief.

"Shut up."

The words are quiet, but they tremble with rage.

[Mart]

"Yes, yes. Things are going quite nicely. Quite nicley indead," I say as I teleport into Ukko's office.

"Wouldn't you say, Ukko?"

I glance at the other, one who I do not recognize.

"And, who is this? I've never seen him before..."

I eye him with an air of suspicsion.

[Valodya Bassarov]

((I am going to lock this thread, now post on main quest no. 2))

[Valodya Bassarov]

this thread was being cute again....