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June 1st, 2:00 pm, 2016
Weather: Cloudy
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The City of New Narren was often called the City of Deception. Now, most people were exaggerating when they said this, but it was often true. The streets were filled with con men and women, with sleazy sales people and thieves. It wasn't unusual to find dishonest police officers, or to get offered illegal substances on your way to work. That's just how it was, and how it would always be.
Though with all the deceiving and lies, some of them were not all that bad. The city was in horrible shape, that was a fact. However, it would be in worse shape if some people told the truth. The truth was, the city was flooding with all sorts of species, ranging from dryads to demons, and so on and so forth. And with them came hunters. And with them? Normal people. If you were to tell these groups that the other groups, with the exception of normal people, existed, the area would be on a down-hill slide quickly after. Fighting would occur, and eventually that chaos would spread, on and on, til everyone was effected. That was the joy of having technology that could spread news over the world.
So, in this case, the lies were good. They are kept in check, so nothing would go wrong. Well, were. Quite recently, it began to unravel- people disappeared. They were murdered. This would be normal for the city, if it were not for the fact that it was blatantly done with magic and magical items. It became more frequent, til it was weekly occurrences. Humans were still ever oblivious, even with the facts in front of their face.
And that brings us to today. They still are oblivious, but that won't hold for long. Who knows what will happen?
[fieldbox="Nina Reevis, teal, dotted"]
Character: Nina Reevis
Area: Coffee Shop
Interacting with: N/A
Owner of Other Character: N/A
It was easy to ignore the uneasy tension in the air when surrounded by the smell of coffee. It was especially easy when you had a cup of it in front of you. Nina Reevis had discovered this early on, as she had always been involved in things that raised suspicion and uneasiness. A cappuccino was a quick fix to the awkward feeling.
She sat at a square table, with a green marble center and a outline of dark brown wood. In front of her sat her drink, which she was currently warming her hands on. It wasn't cold out, but the feeling was simply delightful to her. She loved to do this every morning, as it calmed her nerves in one way or another. She wasn't sure why. She didn't really care, either. She wasn't here to make theories over why she liked the warm feeling of a coffee cup. She would just enjoy it in the short time before she had to work once more.
Time was, essentially, not on her side. Ever. She always had something to do, something that her boss would throw on her. Not that she didn't enjoy it, of course, but she would like some time to herself. She glanced at her watch, which had a odd look about it, to read the time. 2:00; it was time to get going once more. Sighing, she rose from her chair, walking towards the door. She took out her phone, flicking through messages and not paying much attention as she went. [/fieldbox]
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