\A Male Human voice./[8 MHz, English]: Evenin' Chummers, can anyone help me deal with something of the "unseen" variety?

\a cheerful alto/[8 MHz, English]: Is it a ghost?!?

\a cheerful alto/[8 MHz, English]: Ooh! Is it my striped sock!

\A Male Human voice./[8 MHz, English]: Close but no cigar!

\A Male Human voice./[8 MHz, English]: Its a pesky wizard

Intersection of SE Abernathy St. and Swan Blvd.
   You look around and see a very busy corner for this particular part of the
Puyallup Barrens.  Cars, motorcycles, and various sirens fill the air with an
unnerving background cacophony.  Despite the fact that this is an elven
neighborhood, you do not feel safe, because you know that you are entering
Tarislar, an area with a history of misery.
Obvious exits:
East  - Swan Boulevard
South - Abernathy St. SE
An elven girl stands here, far from home.
A Male Human is standing here.

You stop sneaking around.
You stop sustaining Improved Invisibility.
You stop sustaining Stealth.

Luna waves cheerfully.

A Male Human looks at you.

A Male Human says, in English, "you come here often?"

A Male Human smiles happily.

Luna smiles broadly. "Sure!" she enthuses. "The locals aren't always so friendly, but you gotta love the fresh air,
right?"

Luna inhales deeply and exhales a sigh of contentment. "Come for the rent, stay for the air. That's my motto! Well, one
of my mottos."

A Male Human says, in English, ""Sure....give me a sec" He reaches into a duffle bag before pulling out a chip and
inserting it into slot in his skull"

You say, "Ooh! Is that a BTL?"

A Male Human says, in English, "BLT?"

You say, "Yeah! You know...better than life chip? The ones that fry your brains, but in a good way, like?"

A Male Human starts laughing.

Luna mimics a head explosion. "It's rad, chum-o."

A Male Human says, in English, ""AH nah thats in my other duffle""

You say, "Ok. So where's my sock?"

Luna peers left and right. "I've been looking for it all night."

A Male Human says, in English, "What does it look like? "

You say, "It's striped. Green and cyanide."

You say, "Wait, didn't you say you'd found it?"

A Male Human says, in English, ""Nah sorry I'm after a pesky mage thats kidnapping kids""

Luna taps her temple knowingly. "I think I know of this one. Finklebird, right?"

A Male Human says, in English, ""Yeah thats it! do you know him?""

A Male Human says, in English, ""You're not a mage are you?" he says looking over over"

You say, "Sure am!"

Luna beckons to @male. "C'mon."

Your physical body seems distant, as the astral plane slides into view.

North side of warehouse
   As you walk up to the northern end of the warehouse, you see a couple of
mattresses and couches, tattered and torn, and a few half-empty beer bottles.
Right near the northwestern corner of the warehouse is a dirty, trash filled
hovel, festooned with fetishes.
Obvious exits:
South - An abandoned warehouse in the Elven District.
A Male Human is standing here.
A very unkempt Shaman is standing here.

A Male Human draws a Remington 950 sport rifle from a leather rifle strap.

You massacre Fynk with a single round from a Colt M-23.
Fynk, surrounded by a spell aura charges towards you.
You massacre Fynk with a single round from a Colt M-23.
You blink and suddenly Fynk appears!
Fynk is mortally wounded, and will die soon, if not aided.

A Male Human attacks Fynk.
A Male Human massacres Fynk with a single round from a Remington 950 sport rifle.
Fynk is dead!  R.I.P.

You say, "Poof! That's one of my magic tricks!"

A Male Human says, in English, ""Awesome thanks! What was your name?""

Luna thinks for a moment. "I don't remember if I'm supposed to share it with strangers," she muses. "But you seem
alright! I'm Luna."

A Male Human says, in English, "Thanks Luna"


A Male Human says, in English, ""They call me MrFantastic on the matrix so that's good as any!"
A Male Human says, in English, "But eh....kind of without my stuff for the moment"

You say, "Right? Me too. I lost my sock the other day."


A Male Human says, in English, "When i get everything worked out if you need anything feel free to look me up"
A Male Human says, in English, "do you remember where you lost it?"

Luna nods vigorously. "I'll look for you online," she says. "Last time I used a terminal I didn't even break anything!"


A Male Human says, in English, "Oh and if I find that BLT i'll let you know"

Luna taps her busted chipjack implant. "See, chips don't work so good for me no more," she says. "Not since this one
took a bullet! Or was it five? The more the merrier! That's my motto."

A Male Human says, in English, "Geez, I can have a look at it for you if you'd like."

You say, "The doc said I'm better off without. Ol' Holiday, that big joker!"

Luna giggles. "He says I don't have more brain cells to spare!"

A Male Human starts laughing.

A Male Human says, in English, "Ah you seem alright. maybe find another doc?""

You say, "Maybe!"

You say, "Most days I'd rather sit down with my books. That's my hobby! Everyone needs a hobby. That's my motto!"

Luna gets a glazed look in her eyes as she glances out a window. "Golly Molly look at the time!" she says. "You gotta
excuse me, but I've got a date with my sock. I think someone on the radio had a lead earlier."