The Room Where It Happened

I don’t care what she says. The current strategy of letting those damn metal whatevers and the cops take over the protection of the city, while we try and take back eastside, is not going to work. I mean, have you looked outside, Lashell? This is worse than when we succeeded. Between that and loosing boots on the ground to trying to find this temple, or whatever she thinks it is, we are losing our...

It’s been so long since the world felt like this: balanced on the edge or maybe even already falling. Last time, they did what they thought necessary. They left me… lost. I don’t blame them for that. They had no choice, but they forgot me, after. They let me be forgotten. I barely held on to the barest idea of myself, while they let my name fade. Now, I’ll save the world, again, and teach it the m...

Been a while since the world felt like this. Like it’s edge just teetering there. Last time we all stepped up, cause we was the one who could, the ones that had to. Now we can’t help, not like we want to, and have to put our faith in mortals. Hope that them few folks that we picked can shoulder the burden and weather storm, cause a hell of a storm is coming and when it passes I’m afraid of what wi...

We interrupt this broadcast with an Exalink Special Bulletin. Chaos has enveloped the city. What started as a outpouring of dissatisfaction with the response of the Guilds to the extra-planar threats has erupted into full blown riots. While the crowds seem to be centered in front of the offices of Elder Tower, different pockets have been springing up across the city as the night wears on. One mome...

Hello and thank you tuning in to the Exalink nightly news. Coming up, our headlines. But first a word from our sponsor: Elder Tower and their Golden Brew sun tea maker. Remember, anytime is a good time for sun tea. Our main story tonight: The planar incursions from the Feywild still continue. Though they have not begun manifesting west of the river, officials have been meeting to address the probl...

So, they are already in the facility? Good. Move to Mr. Slayton’s house and recover Seifuku, Elizabet. I think we are going to get a good amount of use from him in the future. I’m starting to get excited about this. We are finally going to pull a piece of the little house of cards she’s built. I have been watching her meticulously place every little bit of it just so for almost a century, and just...

You don’t understand... I know that the rock was whispering in my ear, but I could feel what it was saying was true. I could see it in my dreams. An end to everything we have ever known. Yes, I did things well beyond the limits that were in place. But to save the world? I would do it again in a heartbeat. Hell, I’d go further, push harder, if I had the time. I would rather be remembered as a monst...

And that’s all you have to report? Well, damn. I knew those little insects would come for me again. I just didn’t think they’d hit me back this soon. If you’re right, though, they don’t know about this facility, yet… But who knows what they spent all weekend doing. Oh well. Time to harden our defenses. We were lucky to get you out. I paid a small fortune to make sure no one remembered you at the o...

The end that the rock told about is coming. I can feel in my bones. A feeling clawing at the back of my brain getting stronger everyday. I need to work harder. I have to push further. I have pulled apart people and creatures and turned them into weapons, but even my most successful experiment isn’t ready! It needs more field testing to… What am I gonna do? I’ve burned every bridge. I’ve pushed eve...

Sometimes, the good fight is too much of a fight. No matter the cause, the struggle of doing what needs to be done weighs on some folks, and there ain't no shame in bowing out sometimes. This week: Tessa and Ai visit someone very special, Seshmir has a meeting with his boss, Tseer and Corra go shopping for trucks, and Orran comes to a big decision.

I shouldn’t be talking to you. Hell, you probably won’t even open this message. It’s whatever. I feel like I need to at least try. I mean, you probably hate me, anyways, or you’re disappointed in me. I don’t know which one hurts more. I miss asking you for advice. I met a guy. I think you’d like him... or you would have. We’ve, uh, been spending a lot of time together. He’s great, but I don’t know...

I couldn’t sleep through the night again. The same dream. I know it’s terrifying, but I hate how I can never remember details. The few notes I’ve made I don’t remember writing. Horrors I describe with words I don’t understand. Something breaking through. Something bringing it. Everytime I wake up I see that damn crystal, glowing and bathing me in red light. I can hear it whispering. Telling me I’m...

How easy is it to repair cracks when they threaten the very foundation of the thing you've worked so hard to build? Is it worth it to fix things, or just let it all crumble away? This week, well, there's drama. Tseer brings home someone who has recently grown very close to him, and the team expresses some serious concern. Also, Corra and Otto are the cutest drunks.

The hardest person you are ever going to have to forgive is yourself. It's so easy to play back in your mind all of the shouldas and the couldas, and so hard to see the here and now. This week Seshmir has a nice chat with Jenkins. Tessa does a bit of amatuer wrestling, and Corra and Tseer have delightful brunch.

They tell me you are doing well. Your last testing exercise seems to have earned high marks. Some abnormalities though. I wonder where the, uh, blood drinking is coming from. COuld be some left over survival instinct maybe? Hard to tell, between all the things mixed inside of you and the conditioning. Oh well, your power seem to be developing well. Trigger word worked as expected. Good. We’ll need...

I needed something from this pair. Something more than just power and connection. I needed an insurance policy. To make sure that they held up their end of our bargain. I needed it form them both. I could see it, in they way they moved, how they looked at each other, there was a connection and having just one of them was not going to be enough to fulfill my goals. I needed the thing they were guar...

I was not terribly...impressed when these boys were brought before me. Two lost souls from the material plane. How could they aid me in healing my home, especially when one of them carried the blood of the invaders that brought this infection to my my door. How could these two motrals help me more than the agent I already had in their world. I mean, yes, they had been adrift in the feywild for who...

The easiest person in the the world to hate is yourself. Before you know it you fall down that hole of self doubt. Of Second guessing, and best you can do get you some people to pull you out. Drama abounds as the gang settle down from their wild day. Seshmire, and Tessa have a fun meeting with a friend. Tseer and Otto hit the club. Orran tends to the guests and Corra and Otto have a heart to heart...

A fight ain't hardly a place for love. You can get distracted, get it used against you. If you can focus on it, though, you can find something bigger than yourself to carry you through anything. With Corra down, the team scrambles to put an end to the fight. Many of the group must face diffucult choices and and when push comes to shove, some them might make the wrong call. We also get new friends,...

All the players are moving into place. We can't stop it now. As much as we hate to admit it, this is bigger than us. All that we can do is sit back and hope our faith in y'all is enough. The fight with the assassin kicks off as the building burns around the team. As things escalate quickly, one of the members of the team will face a grime prospect. Also, rat friends are made and we learn why you d...

In this world, the unexpected is all you got to rely on. You got to know, that no matter what, you are gonna jump the track and find yourself in that all to familiar unfamiliar territory. This week the team finally put into motion their plan to hit back at Stanton. They also off load a bunch of extra stuff and support their friend in his performance.

Plans are our way of making sense of a world that just ain't. A way of enacting some kinda control. Often, though, it ain't how we plan but how we deal with the plan falling apart that matters. This week the gang regroups and begin figuring out how to hit Stanton back as hard as he hit them. Some couples reaffirm how they feel while others do keep drifting apart. Plus, they get an invite to a show...

We are all going to reach an end. Sometimes you see it coming, sometimes you don't. It ain't pleasant either way, but if you're lucky you'll have someone with you when it comes. In the fallout of the group meeting Stanton, everyone is left shook. Dealing with the trauma that they endured and inflicted, the members of the team drift as all the shadows they've been fighting circle around them.

Mistakes are a part of life. How you move forward from them counts for a hell of a lot, but it's learning how to live with them, confront them when they push their way in, that really sets the pace.

There are a lot of folks in this world that will tell you connections make you weak. Like loving somethin more then yourself don't drive a person to do the extraordinary.