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Jhwulfven
<John Merriweather> ? ????? ¡°Mayhaps,¡± John replied, ¡°I shall avail myself of said punch that you;re packing.¡± They had passed the current shoreline, and now strolled streets long dead, drowned beneath the waters of Kingston Harbor. Misty spirit forms were their only companions on the ancient street. ????? ¡°Look there,¡± John said as he pointed at the entrance to an ale house. ¡°See how well defined that place is? It¡¯s remembered strongly, as if by a powerful spirit.¡± He winked, ¡°just the sort we are stalking. ¡®One Eyed Pete¡¯s¡¯,¡± he read hanging the sign over the door, ¡°sounds like a lovely establishment. Shall we?¡± He offered his arm to Kir as he opened the door. <Kir> ? ?Kir grinned at Johns comment about not wanting to be punched by her. As they walked she could see things that looked almost permanent and other things that seemed to be faded, almost non existent. The flow of magic felt different here. She was surprised that she could feel it.? ? ?When John pointed out an ale house she could see the difference in the fact that out of all the other structures, this one felt more real. She took his offered arm as they moved to enter the 'One Eyed Pete's.' "So a powerful spirit can effect the substance of things here?" Tag John
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