Terre Haute

[paradisamods]

[Today, our intrepid explorers have finally made it to Terre Haute. It’s mostly grassland, and on the outskirts small spotted lions, about the size of leopards prowl around. They seem to be more interested in the strange antelope running around than in any people, however. Towards the edge, lies a cliff face, looking out to sea, on occasion giant whales can be seen breaching the water.

Of the weird thing they came to look for, in the distance is a cylindrical shape, lying on its side. But between them and it is a strange village. One made up of excessively tall wooden huts, all of which have electric lights, turned on, though how they’re creating such power is a mystery, they are still very much inside the dead zone.

The residents of this off little village are wandering around, going about their buisess. The residents being a group of bemused looking giraffes. Perhaps you will even see some familiar non-giraffe faces milling about.

Welcome to Terre Haute]

[[GRASSLANDS AND CLIFFS | TOWN SQUARE | JUICE BAR | DANCE HALL | THE ESCALATOR | MIRROR CONTROL ROOM ]]

Comments

[wolfchild]

You do not know my mother. Do not speak of her as if you are privy to her thoughts. My family's matters are our own and we do not answer to you.

[ Whirling on her heel, she leaves. ]

[assassino]

[He moves to follow.]

Arya, come now. I am just curious; I have come to care for Alayne and I would know her family, that is all.

[wolfchild]

[ That just pisses her off more. Disconnected though they may be, Nymeria still reacts negatively to anyone she perceives encroaching on her pack. The direwolf moves to intercede, lips peeled back in a snarled warning. ]

She is not family. She's a southern bastard with no name of her own. Insult my parents by claiming something like that again and it will be the last thing you do. Now go away.

[assassino]

[Ezio frowns, letting her go.]

I suppose I'll just ask your mother, then...