Oscar

Rain. On every Floor. All at once. Scraps of black paper, trimmed in gold filigree, etched in blood-red. Words written in with a sweeping hand, large swirls, cut deep into the dark cardstock. Invitations cascading down from on high, blocking out the sun for just a moment like darkened storm clouds. The stunt worked. Players from all over filed into the building. The only price of admission? To accept a mask - black or white - at the door. Tables lined the walls, set with fine wine, champagne, and hors d'oeuvres. Enough to keep the night going, but not loud. Elegant, not

What it do, what it be? It's ya boi, the Glizzster coming at you hot with a new Patch! And I hear you asking, "But Senor Glizzy Daddy, we've already had so many today!" Yeah, we been cooking. Mad that you're eatin' more? Stay mad. Down to business. We didn't like how Labyrinth Hunts have been going down. Mechanics don't lend themselves well to parties, so you got one goon just soloing the whole thing my bad. And it's really supposed to be a community effort, yeah? But if we changed things around and made it more conducive for a 6-man to hunt it down, then that's still just one p

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Using Cluster of Stars: Name: Divine Rancor Profession/Rank: N/A ID/Roll: 228663 Item Type: Katana -> Straight Sword Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Holy II | Phase | Blight Description: N/A Link: N/A Name: Sanctity's Ruin Profession/Rank: N/A ID/Roll: 228657 Item Type: Katana -> Polearm Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: Frostbite | Blight | Burn | Bleed Description: N/A Link: N/A

Purchasing 2x Cluster of Stars -6 Mon

Word Count: 45,335 The Following Players will receive 100% Experience Value: T11 Oscar | 49,868 EXP & 9,880 Col T12 Mari | 54,402 EXP & 10,506 Col T3 Warren | 13,600 EXP & 2,400 Col T3 Bistro | 13,600 EXP & 2,400 Col T16 NIGHT | 72,536 EXP & 13,280 Col T4 Pollux | 18,134 EXP & 2,400 Col T3 Abellio | 13,600 EXP & 2,400 Col T4 Lancaster | 18,134 EXP & 2,400 Col T2 Scarlet Firefly | 9,067 EXP & 2,400 Col T10 Morningstar | 45,335 EXP & 9,200 Col T8 Wulfrin | 36,268 EXP, 7,840 Col T3 Lysette | 13,600 EXP & 2,400 Col T1 Khio

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Heavy footfalls squelched in the mud as Oscar approached Mari’s prone form. She was a pitiful sigh, face down in the grime with the remnants of her battle lingering on her frame. Oscar had been twice-notified. Once by Mari herself, once by his hounds. His hounds lingered still, at the fringes, out of sight. Redemption was a wall that stood between Orange Players and their hopes of rejoining society. To put their past behind them and move forward. It was, quite literally, the jailer of the damned. Their final arbiter. But Redemption had a fatal flaw. It equated might with righteousness. Th

“but i’d like it to be kept a secret, if you would. it would mean a lot to me… and her.” Well that certainly sounded ominous. At first glance, Oscar thought that - perhaps - an NPC’s wander distance had brought one close to them. Only at the first glance, though. The way she sidled up to NIGHT and looked at the two of them with intent was strange. Was this her plus one? NIGHT confirmed it in short order, in word and in action. Oscar tilted his head to the side, watching as his friend stood arm-in-arm with an NPC. Body language invoked comfort with one another. There was a nervous ch

A working heart-to-heart, indeed. Oscar certainly appreciated Jomei’s input. Rather than continue down the path of liquoring him up, he instead turned to the espresso maker behind him. “You really are a class act, Jomei,” Oscar said as he busied himself with preparations. His hands moved deftly, swiftly. It always struck him as strange that two different cooks could produce two entirely different flavors. There was a woman in town that could make a killer cup of coffee. Oscar’s wasn’t bad by any stretch of the imagination. But he’d come to realize that different techniques made all the differe

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Jomei didn’t know what to say, Oscar didn’t know what to expect. Seemed like they both had the same idea. But Oscar kept silent, letting Jomei piece the words together. As the ginger spoke, Oscar slowly sipped at his drink. There were a few times where he wanted to butt in, but he didn’t. It was a hard thing to be this upfront. Oscar preferred the “rip the band-aid off” approach, but sometimes it went a little sideways. He was glad this wasn’t one of those times. And he was glad that, at the end of it all, Jomei didn’t have any hard feelings. “None whatsoever,” came Oscar’s rep