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Post by ShinKei on Dec 6, 2010 22:07:35 GMT
THE PROCYAN CASTLE stands high on a ridge of the Shapeless Hills. It is a refuge to all Travellers, and it is the sole landmark adorning the dull panorama of the east. Its shining towers are the home of the Procyans, the immortal race of travellers. The wall stretches out behind the castle, enormous and golden and ever-changing, as far as any eye can see. Not only does the castle provide the perfect viewpoint for viewing the magnificent phenomenon, it is also the centre for research concerning its nature.
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Post by lordnightmare on May 9, 2011 21:25:59 GMT
Standing atop the mountain, Zeke could see the castle. Terrible things happened in there. He didn't know exactly what went on but even from this distance the screams echoed. From what he had gathered from the torn pages in his' tree-house home, there was a high chance his parents were in their. All he had to do now was find a way to bust in.
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Post by ShinKei on May 11, 2011 21:37:15 GMT
ShinKei appeared beside Zeke, his face disgusted. "I used to live in that place," he said, his tone dripping with repulsion. He looked over to Zeke, who was staring at the castle, pensively.
"We're getting close, Zeke. But you need to come inside. The scanner picked up signals from a batallion heading this way."
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Post by lordnightmare on May 12, 2011 16:39:32 GMT
Zeke looked like he was about to explode, his fist shaking with rage. "Tell me I couldn't bring that place down right now. I need to hear it from you. Tell me I couldn't"
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Post by ShinKei on May 13, 2011 22:03:42 GMT
"They don't call it the Procyan Castle for nothing. It's got enough Closed Dimensions to protect it if the universe collapsed on it. Which isn't all that unlikely. But even if you did try, that building's just as immortal as its inhabitants."
Shinkei turned to face the irate child. "Zeke. Listen to me. We're getting close. And once we're in you could discover a billion parents for all it matters, and then we'll bring them down. I so wish you could see what I could right now."
Shinkei regretted the last phrase. They had found Zeke out on the flatlands, half-mad, sociopathic and starving. He wasn't the best with people, especially not with people who might know where his parents are.
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Post by lordnightmare on May 13, 2011 22:26:08 GMT
Zeke let out a sigh. Shinkei was right, as usual. He looked at the figure next to him and somehow felt reassured. Shinkei had been on of the ones to find him. He admired him. "Guess your right" he said disappointedly and with that he turned and was off down the hill, never even looking back.
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Post by ShinKei on May 13, 2011 22:37:53 GMT
Shinkei held his ground, staying atop the hill for a moment longer. The kid was a strange character. In his Sirian eye he could see the party approaching. They only wanted to harvest the Solenine fields, but the Survivors' base was built underneath the Solenine. They would be caught out if they didn't get into the base in time, because the Procyans didn't even know they were there. Yet. His Sirian eye saw more, though. Things that Zeke could never see. It was often highly amusing to note that the people with the greatest destinies are the ones who suspect it least. After a poignant five seconds, Shinkei followed Zeke down the hill. ~ MOVE TO " Solenine Base, January 1st XY2" ~
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