cryptomancer

And us in NZ lose the Hour of sleep, and I still gotta work all weekend.

Rubbing a paw print from his bald head, Cryptomancer grins at Mynx. "wonderfull to see you again, That gemlike smile, is a good thing to have close at hand." Hugging the beautiful feline bfore stepping back to look at the neon. "You really do brighten my world you know."

The figure stands his dark outline showing a large set of horns on his head, his body defined and humanoid, the shadows of knives decorate his belt. As the last of the dark mist vanishes and the light cast by the runes dims, Cryptomancer stands looking at the Bouncers. The horns take shape, revealing themselves as a large twin blade battle axe strapped to his back. Dressed in black leather pants and boots, Crytomancer steps forward, his bare torso, covered in the spiraling tattoo of his art, deep blue runes glow from their shifting positions on the interwoven circles of the design. The artwork starting at his right shoulder, and spiraling around his body, fading as it reaches the flat skin below his ribcage. "Greetings!" He bows low to the gathered group. "Tattooing seems to suit the 'Barbarian look', I hope none take offence at the displayed artwork."

A few feet from the doorway, a circle of runes appears on the ground, glowing deep blue as the start to slowly spiral around the dark ring that holds them. Steadily the movement gains speed, becoming a blur of blue light marking the ground. Suddenly a dense black mist jets upwards from the centre of the circuit, fanning out into a small dense cloud. As the cloud disapates, a figure is revealed, standing in the slow shifting light cast by the runes, now still and glowing a bright silver.

I like, though I am not a storyteller, this gives a hook to wanting to learn more, as does your application. I am intrigued by the character, he seems to be a complete mercenry, no real alligance so far. This as part of a bigger story would work well, give us some background. *grins* Welcome

*grins* After many sybling fights I know this feeling well. I like.

Greetings and best wishes for the day, Happy Birthday Peredhil!

*Dances around with new chocolate bar from Cadbury's* New to the NZ market, 'picnic, Honeycombe' Just like the old one, but with bits of honeycombe inthe chocolate too. *grins*

The tradition of birthday lynchings in the game. A remarkable concept. *grins*

Happy Birthday Vahktang!! Same day as my son too. *grins* Glad to see the day treated you well. Birthday Lynchings? Sounds fun.

*grins* Hey, I love being chased by angry mobs, it is one of the great joys of life. Thanks for the birthday wishes, and the 'not being lynched' lynching, and for getting me out of politics.

Thanks, i had the family do the dinner thing. My choice of desert, *grins* Chocolate cake, and a creamy desert thing made with condensed milk evaporated milk and pineapple, with mashmellows and buiscuits.... Very nice but SUGAR OVERLOAD... mmm... I had fun. *grins* White Chocolate cake, hehehehe, thanks. *starts to overload on sugar*

Slowly Donovan starts to back away from the fear and alarm that is growing in the crowd, the emotions building on the greif of lost, and fast turning to anger. "Wait! Stop! This is treason! I am the King's appointed Govenor!" Donovan starts to panic, the crowd becoming a fully angered mob, and as the move to grab him, Donovan draws a pistol from inside his coat. "Dont move! Stop! I will protect myself if I need to!" As the People hesitate in the face of the drawn weapon, Donovan turns and flees.

"How could I have harmed any in the house that Thomas himself admits that I did not enter?"

Lime and chilli flavoured corn chips, with a good salsa, (and a strong mexican flavoured orange juice, with a dash of grenadine) [Edit: Spelling again]

"Pixie Caramel" Very chewy bar of solid caramel coated in dark chocolate. Very good at removing fillings from teeth.

"Who among us has our trust, so that he can walk freely into our very homes. The one that would know the times to destroy those strongest amoung our number. The reverend was a true man of God, he would have seen the evil growing in Thomas' soul. His wife who trusted him most, lies dead. The safty of her own home, no protection from the evil that lived with her. Her death, as a victem of evil, evil that she saw in her husband, that Amelia would have fought, regardless of her love. For Amelia knew what it meant to place the Lord first in all things." Donovan looked through the crowd, seeking support in the eyes of the people that he had tried to lead. "I am no wizard, I have stood along side all of you, against this evil. I have helped seek it out. Thomas, has hidden himself with the books of his trade, sitting in evny of the weath they contain, his avarice growing by the day. He has told me that there is no pattern, but only because he did not look at his own soul." [Edit: spelling]

Yeah, Not-Creme..... you can make it too, real easy. Icing sugar, butter, and a very little bit of boiling water,(sorry forget the exact quantities) then you beat it (it takes a while) until it is fluffy and creamy. We cant buy it here, well not that I have found. Giant gobstoppers are fun, especially if they are so big you cant get them in your mouth. Cotton candy makers, one of the stores I worked at sold these, and we spent all day 'demonstrating' how they worked.

The Kit Kat Big Kat is marketed in New Zealand as the 'Big Finger' and has an amusing advertising campagne. But beside that, I too am a sucker for white chocolate. If you like a real SWEET bar the 'Kit Kat White with Caramel'. Essentially the same thing as the 'Big Kat White' Just with a layer of caramel in it too... Only to be consumed if your suger tolerance is very high. Got introduced to chinese snack foods, and biscuits, very interesting, tasty, subtle flavours, and go well with the range of teas that originate in the same area. 'Tia Maria' the coffee liquer. Newest flavour in the chocolate buscuit range. Oh, Honey flavoured rice crackers, mmmm (by flavoured I mean coated as well) My main junk food concern at the moment is the choice that I have each day for lunch. I work in the CBD of Auckland, and as such have a large range of fast food options to enjoy. However, I have been eating almost exclusively at subway. But when a large Pizza chain opened a store in the same building as me, well, I asked the question, "Do tennents get a discount?" so now I have a large Pizza for less than a foot long sub, and a 1.5l bottle of coke. Starbucks across the road from me, I walk in they make my order without asking for more than a confirmation that I still want 6 shots in it (and caramel on top) and the managers know me now. If retail has taught me one thing.... if you want to pay less for things, ask. 6 shots for the price of 2, my diet is now officially caffeine and pizza.

I was going to ask for the frequency, then I checked the wedsite. Cool, I tune in. (Long live New Zealand Radio!) *turns up 'Radio Hauraki'* [edit: I answered my own question.]

Sorry, late post, I missed a day of posting time...

Donovan stands, facing the crowd that accuse him. With a sombre expression he looks from face to face of the people that he has been appointed to govern. "My brothers and sisters in the Lord. I forgive you. In times of crisis, the people turn on their leaders if it is seen that no help is coming from them. My discussion with Thomas, was my last resort, to try to find the evil in our midst. Thomas had looked for a pattern of decreasing donations, I looked for something else. The Good Lord, in his Word, in the very pages of the Bible, tells us that no one can serve two masters, that wealth is not to be accumutated. I was looking to see who may be holding to tightly to the wealth of this world, trying to gain for themselves earthly riches, and failing to seek the true wealth of a life serving God." "I found one, Thomas Parcel. The treasurer of the Church, seduced through the longings for wealth. Envyous of all that the Church receives. Longing to gain some for himself. It was in his home that Amelia died. He tells us it took dark arts to make the 'accident' happen. How would he know, if it was not by his own hand, practicing the evil, under his own roof." Donovan turns an accusing finger at Thomas, "He was no doubt practicing them last night, for when I called he refused me entry to his home, least I should witness him working his evil, consorting with satan under his own roof." [i accuse: Thomas Parcel/Vahktang]

I could come as my ego.

Cryptomancer stands cradling the gift from Mynx against his body, the blush fading slightly as he looks at the beautifully crafted weapons. The carved and patterned hand grips rest in the palm of his hand, feeling so perfectly suited for his grasp. "Thanks Mynx, I love the gift, very very much." Turning cryptomancer bows to the group, "It seems It was announced early, so I could not escape the celebration of my aging yet again. My thanks to you all for your acknowledgement of another passing year of my life, (OOC: looks at watch.) and although it is technically not yet the right day, for me at least, it will be in less than an hour." Smiling through the still evident blush, Cryptomancer slips through the crowd to return to the table in the corner.

The loss of love, forever to mourn, A heart’s soft breath awoken, The mingled sadness of love reborn. Mind’s eye focus in the dreams drawn, That ever in language of listening is spoken, The loss of love, forever to mourn. Entire soul from my body torn, Seeking for her in meditative devotion, The mingled sadness of love reborn. Dreamless solitude awaits the dawn, Happiness from my slumber stolen, The loss of love forever to mourn. Eternally I’m haunted by visions forlorn, Cradling the dwindling hope of a blessed token, The mingled sadness of love reborn. Threadbare my lonely life is worn, Upon shoulders somehow unbroken, The loss of love forever to mourn, The mingled sadness of love reborn.