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Later, after the crowd left we went upstairs to the apartment I had been given. It would do. Cluttered and full of broken furniture the four of use got to know each other. | Later, after the crowd left we went upstairs to the apartment I had been given. It would do. Cluttered and full of broken furniture the four of use got to know each other. | ||
− | I didn't show my magic and determined not to. Magic was a known thing in the Vulsara galaxy but it was not common and even more rare here. I had left the Tentar raceway moments ahead of being swallowed by the scandal developing around the A Arena discovery of the use, even existence, of magically enhanced racing equipment. | + | I didn't show my magic and determined not to. Magic was a known thing in the Vulsara galaxy but it was not common and even more rare here. I had left the Tentar raceway moments ahead of being swallowed by the scandal developing around the A Arena discovery of the use, even existence, of magically enhanced racing equipment. Arloxedra was thick in the middle of it as was a Regorian Prince named Alexei Zhanya who seemed to thrive on the notoriety. The last thing i wanted was to be known as a wizard in this technological realm. It would certainly lead to my revelation as an Amberite. |
− | + | Gil was the bassist. A native of one of the thousands of islands. He told me that Randal was on the cusp of galactic prominence as along as Star Fleet didn't come take over. Tall and lean, with a singing voice like Joe Cocker with the mumps. | |
− | + | Dana was the Drummer. A tough chick to be sure. She wore a battle harness of a Blade Warrior to keep the leches at bay. At first glance I wasn't sure she would fight to that rank but the small ones are often the most dangerous so only time would tell. little does she know that she may one day. Its a thing that people generally don't wear the harness unless they earned it. She wasn't a native of Randal either but had come there as a youth. She told me she was just trying to get enough money together to go someplace else, far away from Randal. Little did she know how well that plan was going to work out. | |
− | + | Krickel played sax and a variety of winds but it wasn't his plan. He apparently hooks up on fishing ships for weeks at a time leaving Gil and Dana looking for gigs as a broken duo. He told us he had a gig starting in a week. They didn't even blink. I think they knew their trio would keep the gig even with Krickel gone. | |
They were happy to play with me and as we drank I spoke about the music I knew. I rolled out my camping piano and played a few more for them. after a couple hours we slept till morning. they wandered off to their various lives but promised to be back at dusk. | They were happy to play with me and as we drank I spoke about the music I knew. I rolled out my camping piano and played a few more for them. after a couple hours we slept till morning. they wandered off to their various lives but promised to be back at dusk. |