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At the AltarChip sat in the center of the stone floor warmed by a mage's spells to keep the chill from affecting his meditations. He relaxed and tried to compose his mind for the upcoming ceremony. An endless procession of minor interruptions kept threatening his serene mental state. He tried to handle them all as placidly and
efficiently as he had seen the priestess do, but the irritation began to show.

"Yes, The black silk chasuble with the purple alb, please. Use the purple and gold brocade stole of Shar granting her favor to her priestess."
He let his mind wander again. His mother had the goddess's favor, some of her At the Altar
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Training SessionChip walked from the dark corridor into the training room followed by his two 'girlfriends' as his twin called them. He stopped and glanced around the room to see who was there, the usual gladiators and fighters training and sparring. He nodded at a couple he knew. There was one group of five young men he did not recognize. They must be some of the new recruits for the city guard his second oldest brother, Kain, had mentioned. He did not envy his brother that task.

Chip was tense and in the mood to give and perhaps get a good beating. He glanced around the room and sighed. No one available he knew. He could hear steel ringing on Training Session
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Feet on the GroundThey came through the gate, quietly. The leader, Guillaume, was primed. This one should prove a push over. A little woman like that. He had seen her around town. She was the jumpy sort, afraid of her shadow. The plan was to break in and scare her. Maybe have some fun with her then leave. It was a standard procedure. He hadn't bothered to report the refusal or the protection request even. Bosses liked to not know about trivial things. The lights were off upstairs. The gate squeaked he had noticed when they were there a few days ago so he had brought some fat to rub on the hinges. Now it opened with only the barest click of the latch. The Feet on the Ground
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ACEN

Wed Jul 2, 2008, 11:19 AM

Ok I have been slacking, I admit it.
Acen was good this year, Deathnote was the new Inuyasha. EVERYONE was someone from Deathnote. Ok not everyone, but a lot.

Chaos even made me Cosplay a bit (Ran to her Lady Meow from Tsukikage Ran) We are looking at Reactor for this fall but it will depend upon her grades and class load honestly.

It was great meeting a bunch of you there - even though you probably have no clue who i was/am. It was crowded. Perhaps too crowded. Maybe it is time to start letting ACEN go. I have issues with a central region Anime Con that has most of the professional vendors (not the artist's alley) from locations that are not in the midwest. The booths cost to much for the small local guys. I looked into splitting with one but we decided to give it go by Why? because we were not certain we could recoup our expenditures.

Maybe at Reactor.

Our Acen Adventures will start to unfold soon.

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