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A low laying fog slips into the Nexus. Not the evil sort of fog that heralds the coming of the Silent Hill Universe, but instead a normal if tinged with magic mist, sort of a dark purple. From the mist approaches a man on foot.
You may have seen him before, but he hasn't seen you.
Alec is dressed in armor, looking like he's been traveling for a while. As he walks he mutters to himself, "Foggy Bottom, what sort of idiotic name is that for a mill? And really, who puts a flaming mill near the edges of the misty forests? Are they trying to get turned into frogs?"
By this point, he's left the fog and has entered the Nexus proper. Obviously, this is not Foggy Bottom. He looks around and studies the sign. It's very garish, as always.
"Ask a question." He taps a finger on his side for a moment. Odd. But it doesn't seem to be any sort of particular question, does it? "Um... okay... so... here's one that's always bothered me when my mum used to tell me stories. Why is it that the forces of good only have one godly chosen one? I mean... what if that chosen one gets sick before the big battle... or killed by the Great Evil. Wouldn't it make more sense for there to be more than one Chosen person to make the odds better?"
((OOC:This is a restarted Alec. He doesn't know you. It's his first time here. Please give him a chance.))
You may have seen him before, but he hasn't seen you.
Alec is dressed in armor, looking like he's been traveling for a while. As he walks he mutters to himself, "Foggy Bottom, what sort of idiotic name is that for a mill? And really, who puts a flaming mill near the edges of the misty forests? Are they trying to get turned into frogs?"
By this point, he's left the fog and has entered the Nexus proper. Obviously, this is not Foggy Bottom. He looks around and studies the sign. It's very garish, as always.
"Ask a question." He taps a finger on his side for a moment. Odd. But it doesn't seem to be any sort of particular question, does it? "Um... okay... so... here's one that's always bothered me when my mum used to tell me stories. Why is it that the forces of good only have one godly chosen one? I mean... what if that chosen one gets sick before the big battle... or killed by the Great Evil. Wouldn't it make more sense for there to be more than one Chosen person to make the odds better?"
((OOC:This is a restarted Alec. He doesn't know you. It's his first time here. Please give him a chance.))