<blockquote>→ Introducing http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=911Hysteria d'Kraix</a>.→ 13 Mia 81379, Evening.→ Currently unclothed and walking on four legs.<dd>She had come down from Mansukh to the city of Aurius, and was once more astounded by the beauty of the place. She had been born and raised in Mansukh, had descended beneath the ocean's waves to the underwater jewel that was the city, and yet, every time, she was dazzled by it. Her earliest memories were faint glimpses of the colorful swirl of magic that coated the great domes of the metropolis and visions of great schools of equally-colorful http://shadowlack.com/life/fauna.php?id=96canur</a> streaming past, not a hundred yards from the felinish young pendragon and her father, while the two were perfectly dry and safe. Latterday remembrances were of the impressive buildings and the mere novelty of an underwater community as sprawling as this. It was certainly a pinnacle of Ramathian acheivement, and thus, that interested Hysteria's anthropologist, archaeologist, and sociologist mind. So she had come down, from Mansukh to the city of Aurius, specifically to go to the library.<dd>It was large, but it had nothing on the library at Janardan or some of the other schools; still, every library has something a bit different to benefit from, so the trip was hardly a waste. The day was spent pouring over various tomes and scrolls and books, reading up on the history of the place and of the mythology surrounding the idea of underwater cities. She would have liked to take some of the resources off of the library's hands, as she so often did when browsing collections of interesting material, but she was running a bit low on any sort of currency and had been out of a job for quite a while. As of that moment, all she had to her name was one storage-vault in Bhim, which, knowing the scoundrel that she'd made the deal with, had already likely been emptied. So, without any new reading material in her posession, the 'dragon (opting that evening to walk on two legs) hit a local tavern, hoping for a drink to relax her word-weary mind. She slipped into a stool at the bar.</blockquote>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Can I join? Who:Telea Stormbrand Currently an unclothed quad</td></tr></table> Telea had be following random 'dragons around all day, working on her spying skills. She had just chosen Hysteria as a target be cause she was different. She slipped under the couter at the bar and was watching around. Shimmering green orbs looked around at the area. The bar hadn't been cleaned in ages. There was filth littering the floor, gum, stains, other types of trash. She entered the restroom and then a stall, and changed to a biped, and put on black jeans, white shirt, and a camo vest. Leaving the restroom she rentered the main room. Looking around she spotted Hysteria again, and just began to watch her. She had a few guys come up and flirt, but she ignored them. She was just working on spying.