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IC: Ahrusa Ahrusa watches as some fool levitates onto a nearby rooftop. She remains silent, but is still interested in the spectacle. She listens to Nihi's words with interest, though it is not obvious. "What an odd question to ask, especially in a market", she thought to herself. Her clan owns the most land in the Archipelago, and it had so few members space was no issue. But still, the expansion of our empire would be good for us all. She looks around to see a large crowd watching attentively. This sounded like some sort of rally, and those are rarely good for the ruling party. She continues to pay attention, waiting to hear more.

Lets hit it then.

What kind of invitation, if I may ask?

IC: Athiel "Qyntar, you literally took one minute to tell the rest. Not nearly enough time. Why don't you ask Korru, I'm sure he has somethimg nteresting to say." Athiel closes his eyes for a moment, thinking back to the days of yore. OOC: No, not really.

IC: Athiel "Actually, on second thought you go first. I don't exactly know how to convey it." Athiel's lays back down.

I like your use of Knights Kingdom pieces on Tahu. The neck is a little to long for my taste though, and he's slightly hunchbacked.

I love that color but the pieces are so fragile. I couldn't finish one of my earlier MOCs because of how brittle they are.

I give the amazing power of empathy(echoes)! You too are embarrassed, and I snatch the mask. My mask! (and a possibly new mask power)

IC Ahrusa Ahrusa wandered around the marketplace, hood drawn up over her head. She walked briskly, her coattails fluttering behind her. Normally, Dasaka of her status would send servants to do the shopping, but she had none of her own. Her position did not allow for them. The city was beautiful in the morning, the sunlight shinning down the the crystal towers, being refracted in a spectacular fashion. She came here often to escape the drama of politics. Her clan didn't have the best reputation in the isle after all. She didn't understand why the merchants were so disrespected. They are just as important as the fishermen or the artist. She decides to sit down and rest for a moment. OOC: Ahrusa is open for interaction.

OK thanks. Just started a new character and as she develops Id like to give her an additional Discipline.

Dumb question, are you able to resubmit petitions after a while. For example, if I was denied an additional discipline, would I be able to send another for the same character after a certain amount of time. Again, its probably no but I wanted to check.

IC: Arthiel "Is there anything else to your story Qyntar? If not, I have a story to tell. One quiet relevant to our quest." He sat up on his bed and leaned against the wall behind him.

I force you to play Ninja Gaiden for eternity, and you soon commit suicide. My mask.

IC Athiel "Well there's nothing else to do. Please continue." He laid down on his bed in an effort to get some rest. He looked over at Qyntar, ready to listen. "I also have a tale to spin, if you so wish to hear it". OOC: Sorry didn't see pervious post.

IC: Akura He sat in his dark, dank cell. Bunkbed laid on either side of the small room, making for a very cramped space. The hall was dimly lit, with the shadows of sentinels being cast on the wall opposite to them. A cold draft could be felt coming from somewhere in the room, most likely a window or door. He hadn't had the chance to observe the area on the way in. His powers were halfed without his mask and he was obviously lacking his sword. He was fatigued by the events of the past year. Him being jailed wouldn't be a benifit to himself or Mata Nui. "You know not what you have wrought upon yourselves", he thought to himself. Tired, Akura decides to meditate on the events of the past few days. An orange sun rose over the city of Po-Koro. A few denizens had already taken to the sand dusted streets, attending to various task. A tall, cloaked being strode though the nearly empty city, heading towards the western gate. His armor was a bright white, with light grey highlighting various parts of his body. His cloak was colored an ice blue, close to the coloration of his eyes. A long silver blade laid sheathed on his back. He soon found himself at the gate and entered the vast desert that covered most of Mata-Nui. He climbed up a nearby dune, observing a magnificent panorama of the surrounding area. He quickly found his destination and headed there posthaste.

I know, someone was compiling a list of those killed during the current arc last page.

A Nameless Po-Matoran Innkepper was killed by Akura.

A horde of Balor eat you. My mask.

IC: Athiel "My sediments exactly Qyntar. If we are to be locked up here, I would like to know how the issue is being handled." He got up and sat on his bed. "Wouldn't it be more productive for the officer who discovered the body to be attached to the case?" OOC: Seriously, where is the guy who controls the Po-Koran NPCs at?

IC: Athiel Athiel looks over at Korru, him holding a good amount of food. "Thank you for your hospitality Korru, but I seem to have lost my appetite. I'm sure my friends here would be more than happy to eat though." He disliked eating fried food, and would rather not digest it.

Out comes my lego hydrofoil In goes a Rahi Nui, Turaga Nui, and Matoran Nui

IC: Athiel Athiel ignores Kale's insult. "I like to see that you are not so easily deterred. Perhaps you are correct. If you wish to go, I shall more thorough in my explanation of the threats you will face. Like I mentioned, in the initial cavern you are likely to find a herd of Kane-Ra. Further down the tunnel forks into three paths. Take the one on the right. The other two are home to Nui Jaga nest. Down the right tunnel you may encounter Kofo Jaga as that tunnel is in close proximity to the ones in Onu-Wahi. In the final chamber you will encounter a mysterious creature that is intangible and unable to be seen. It cast a shadow however. On the back wall there will be a wall of text and a map. Simply copy them down." He sits down on his bed. "Wait, I forgot to mention something. The creature seems to be composed of some kind of gas."

My alarm clock goes off and I snatch the mask while you sleep. I then slip you an identical replica imbued with the same exact powers. My mask(and yours).