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EM Fiction There's No place Like Home..

Discussion in 'UO Oceania' started by EM ShanyraFyre, Jan 11, 2015.

  1. EM ShanyraFyre

    EM ShanyraFyre UO Chesapeake Event Moderator
    UO Event Moderator

    Dec 11, 2014
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    A strange wind blew in from the east.

    Mabel looked out her small window to see if a

    storm was coming in, but the sky remained

    blue and cloudless.

    With a shrug she went back to unpacking.

    She was taking out many vials, and arranging

    them carefully. Others have called her a

    witch for her abilities. She can make

    potions for almost anything, as well as the

    ability to speak with the animals. These

    abilities made her subject to much fear. She

    had been run out of many places before. She

    hoped this time it would be different.

    Being deep in thought, she didn't hear

    the commotion going on outside at first. But

    as it got nosier, she came out of her

    thoughts and went to her front door. Mabel

    opened the door tentatively at first, but

    stopped dead in her tracks as she saw what

    was making all the noise. Animals of all

    shapes and sizes were running by in panic.

    All seemed to be fleeing the strange east

    wind. she started to step outside, but

    quickly darted back in, as to not get

    trampled by a frightened stag as he ran by,

    not even seeing her in his panic.

    She calmed herself, and focused all her

    energy on listening to the animals. She

    heard many tiny voices, but all she could

    make out was one word over and over......


    This is a lead into the arc that is starting this month. MUCH more to come!! :heart: