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    The South

    Although the southern parts of the city might not have the luxuries of the north or the down town vibe of the east, but these suburbs still have their own sort of charm. Here small neighborhood owned shops often run rampant, individuals often know each other by first name. The west is a quaint, quiet part of town. It's the sort of place where children can be seen playing safely on the sidewalks and clamoring in the park. On the weekends in the families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters that surround the city.

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    Hyde Park

    Hyde Park

    Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

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    The Outskirts

    The Outskirts

    Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often times seen as a way to guard this magical city from the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

My Own Form of CHAOS (Open)67.143.208.53Posted On November 03, 2017 at 4:45 PM by Damon Marcello



This whole New Eden thing was getting downright ridiculous. Nothing in the books though he had searched everywhere. At least it felt that way. All the libraries within, well, everywhere. He'd searched online too and checked libraries in all parts of the globe, emailing professors and everyone else he could think of but it seemed forbidden knowledge was hard to come by. Prophecies like theirs didn't come around every day. It was like a world conspiracy to get someone to even talk about it in passing, let alone be serious about it. He had cornered witches and warlocks, trying to find connections but they got scared when he brought it up. He even had one guy literally kill himself. Drank some sort of potion and just poof, exploded right in front of him. Pretty gory actually, body parts flying and of course, blood everywhere. He'd started traveling so he could meet up with people in person, hoping to get more information that way but so far it was all a big dead end. And damn, was it frustrating.

But finally, a light at the end of the tunnel when he was down a dark alley one night after work, drinking off a guy he'd caught trying to pick up a sweet woman earlier in the tavern. The woman was slumped over against the wall next to him, looking every bit like she'd just passed out. Her slow heart rate said otherwise but she would recover with time. The man, though, he tasted too good to stop. Damon finally let his drained corpse slide to the ground as he licked his lips, leaning down to pick up the girl and position her closer to the exit so she'd be found in case she needed a transfusion. Then he picked up the body and disposed of it neatly. On his way back home, he took his time, choosing to walk instead of drive. He did that for two main reasons. One, it was a full moon night and he wanted to be out in it, soaking up the moonlight and enjoying the peace of it all. Two, he knew he had a small band of hunters following him and he didn't want to take a chance on messing up the car Isolt had so kindly gifted him.

He walked along until he got to a park and only then did he take a seat on a bench and glance up into the shadows. "Seems a waste of your time really to tail me when I've been alone for the past 2 hours, don't you think?" He glanced up at a streetlight about 10 yards away, smirking to himself as he made it burst with a crack and a brilliant light. As if on cue, he heard a gasp and a shout of surprise befor ehte word came to "Get him!" and he saw at least 4 figures racing his way. Sighing, he shot an orb of energy at one of the men, sprawling him out flat and then he made a little slicing motion with his finger, sending another man to his knees as he screamed bloody murder, holding the newly opened laceration that ran down his thigh. The third guy had slowed up, bewildered by the attacks on his friends but the fourth guy was determined and looked more expectant. So now he knew who the leader was.

As the third guy swung a stake at him, he easily parried it and shoved the guy back, wanting to focus his energy on the other one who had chosen to stop short and wound his arm back to throw what looked like a potion bottle at him. Smirking, Damon disappeared from the bench, having run around to the back of the man so fast he couldn't see him. From there, the man hesitated long enough for Damon to pluck the potion out of his outstretched hand and the man turned on him instantly, sending a jolt of electricity into his chest that sent him reeling back. As his back hit the fence, he shivered and grinned. "Wow, thanks for the juice. I'm guessing warlock turned hunter. Nice power. Don't mind if I borrow that." Rolling his shoulders, he started pulling on the man's energy, dragging it right out of him and the man grunted in pain before aiming his hand at the ground. Damon's brow arched right about the time the ground started cracking beneath his feet. Well, damn.



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