The young woman walks out of the door of one of Yrkanis' many tree-buildings. In her hand is a note. She makes her way through the bustle of the city to the main gate. A little way out of the city, along the road, she looks around to all sides and moves to the right side of the road, towards a tree. At the base of the tree she stoops down, placing the note there. She stands upright again, and looks around once more. Then she heads back into the city.

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The girl sits in a quiet corner of Yrkanis, working her art. Slowly, she crafts a long skirt. Then another one. Day turns into dusk, and she looks around at the sky, wearing a somewhat surprised expression. She packs up all her things, and heads off in the direction of the Yrkanis bar. The next day, she can be seen in the same spot, spending her time doing much the same thing as the day before.

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The young woman is sitting on top of a low hill in Yrkanis. Spread around her are a weapon, a pair of amplifiers, several tools, stacks of materials, a few heaps of clothes, a bedroll, a waterskin, some food packed in cloth, and a pack. She looks at the pack, then turns her head from side to side, eyeing her belongings. Her eyebrows form a frown, and lines of frustration and mild despair can be seen on her face. She lets out a sigh.

The barman hands her another note. It's vellum; rolled up, scented, and sealed with an important-looking seal. She stares at this one too, then sighs and heads off at a strong pace. After some searching through the many-roomed buildings of Yrkanis, she finds the person she was apparently looking for.

She hands him the note, and dappers change hands. He reads it to her, aloud. She stares at him for a while, an incredulous look on her face, then rolls her eyes and heaves another sigh. After a short conversation, she hands him back the vellum, and he scribbles a short note on the back. More dappers change hands. As she exits the building, she rolls up the vellum and ties it closed with a piece of ribbon.

The young woman entrusts the note to the barman, and ambles around Yrkanis for a while, perusing the wares of local merchants, and eventually heading for the city gates. A short-haired man approaches her, and they talk shortly a little way outside of the city and to the side of the road. After he leaves, she sits down along the fence near the gates, and waits.

And one more...

I can't remember if this is around here somewhere already, but: http://foon.co.uk/

Also: http://www.kongregate.com/(on which I am NorahLiath! (so original))

The materials suddenly sink back into the ground, right out of reach. The young woman who has been trying to carefully coax them out curses, letting out a streak of words indicating disgust at herself and her carelessness.

She moves back a bit and plies her craft again, slowly teasing the materials back up.

The beast springs up from nowhere and sinks its fangs into her upper arm. Cursing, she springs up and manages to fling it away. Cursing more, looking infuriated, she throws down her tool and whips out a sword and longknife from her pack. She bears down on the ragus. The sword falls from her hand in moments.

The knife stabs, stabs, stabs into the creature's chest time and again, until eventually it weakens and falls over. Her hands move to its neck and the life still left in it is slowly strangled away.

The young woman strips the carcass of all usable materials, a smile playing around her lips.

Happy Birthday

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Ishi - The Common Good

I can now guarantee anonymity again, but I doubt many will still want to come to me on the matter of these dreams.
I'd ask you to put aside recent matters, since I don't think they are relevant to this subject, but I realise that may be hard.

Provided my health holds up during the time I will be spending as a testsubject for the Tyler's Ailment project, I will be available and very willing to hear about any unusual dreams as described in the original post, if any are still willing to come to me about them.

-Ishi

updated my char description.