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The tavern was probably the last place to here the news of What had been discovered, the usualy quite tavern was booming with uproars and yells . The thick huistle and bustle was alive with cheers and boos as the messanger sat down and rubbed his feet, He had made a long journey from the town centre to every place in the city to tell people that a portal to a new land had been discovered in a nearby cave. Of course some people saw this as a threat, others thought it would be an oppourtunity. a nearby keidran fox had shouted something about war but there was too much noise for him to be noticed.

The new land seemed to look like a utopia, full of meadows and fresh rivers, this however was soon to be discovered as false as large bulking monsters loomed the plains and had killed some of the city guards. Not to the city guards pleasure, they had constant attacks on the plains to keep the creatures at bay and in their world.

At the Bar A man wearing a brown coat gripping a glass with a leather glove said to the messanger, "i dont like this" his voice was rasped with a sense aof fear but sounded conforting at the same time. "im getting out of here." The man got up and pushed past several people towards the exit before sending a quick glance toward the messanger to show his red eye.
at the exit he stopped abruptly as someone was blocking the door.

(ooc: well heres my first RP on these forums but i have been RP'ing for quite a while so i hope this is ok for you guys ^^ this is set in oldan times, fantasy, magic is allowed and there is little technology par crossbows etc.

basicaly you can shape this into whatever you want, a struggle, a war, whatever you want. have fun! oh yeah, Finir's profile: http://2kinds.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=308&start=162 )

Nera looked up past his pint, towards the door. There were two people in the doorway, the first, a tall man in a brown coat, the second, was also a fairly big man.
"Heh" Nera thought as he took a sip from his pint "This could get interesting"
Nera stood up and walked quickly towards the bar and ordered another pint hastily and then returned to his seat in the corner.
Nera was a tall black fox, fairly old, about 50 in human years. He wore a pair of black pants to cover the markings on his legs, other than that, he had nothing but his fur on, his chest was lined with scars of all shapes and sizes, but Nera only wore two of the scars on his entire body with pride, the ones under his eyes, they were the exact same shape as one an other, a 'W' shape that moved the fur and revealed the pink flesh underneath, these two scars had be gained when as a pup, he had challaged his leader for the right to rule and had lost baddly. Ever since that time, Nera had been liveing and traveling in human cities.