As Azer lay on the ground unconscious the mysterious figure moved before him. He lit the ruins with some sort of spell, and after a seconds hesitation moved over to him. The figure then put his hands beneath Azer's arms and hoisted him from the floor.

(OOC: Sorry for the long wait, I completely ...

A few seconds after Azer had shouted his reply, he felt something jerk his knives, and saw the figure making odd gestures. Azer swore. Godamit! Why, the hell does every person I meet in a city have magic?, he added in his head. Suddenly the figures voice echoed throughout the crumbling building ...

Azer flinched back from a sudden burst of flame, perhaps a breaking lantern, shielding his face with his forearms. But he was quick to recover and shifted forward, as if to pounce like a big cat, his knives held outward. Before him stood the silhouetted figure of what might be an old man, or might ...

Continued from Vampires, Drug Lords, and a Drunken Rat

(Note, this post is entirely open and the shadow can belong whoever, or whatever you wish. In otherswords a written invitation to respond.)

Azer crossed main street, lingering for a short while at the brothel but not long
enough to purchase ...

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Azer sat at the bar of the Drunken Rat Tavern, sipping a drink. As he sipped he thought about last night's troubles. He still couldn't believe he had run into magic creatures in an underground bar in the woods. He knew better ...

"Why not?" Azer shrugged and accepted the flower, throwing it his bag with his other... ingredients. "I'll remember you just fine." With that he backed the rest of the way out of the tavern. By the time he got back into the woods it was night out and since he didn't favor the walk back to the city ...

Azer could only guess at the rest of the conversation from their body language until the one with the wings made a rather loud remark. (she seemed irritated) "I still don't trust him though. I am going to keep a close eye on him..." she then grabbed her bag and flew it up to a ledge where none but ...

Azer waited for an answer, standing in the doorway so he could bolt if it came to that. The big one with the wings hopped off the bar to converse with the others. All though Azer was rather good at listening on private conversations, he hadn't had time to position himself and consequently couldn't ...

Great, hallucinations with attitude Azer thought to himself. The big one on the counter was ranting about him being there, and even threw a wad of cloth at him. The drug was starting to wear off, apparently it had very short lived effects, and Azer was starting to get a bad headache. Wait a minute ...

Azer immediately regretted taking a swing at the giant bat, or whatever the hell it was. The exact fucking second his knife left it's sheathe the thing went wild, and suddenly his vision was all madly flapping wings and flailing limbs. It made circles around his head screeching all the while until ...

I would not recommend posting it if you intend to publish, (assuming you have some deal worked out with the Publishers of Forgotten Realms), because most publishers consider anything that has been posted online to have been already published for free, and will not publish it even if they like the ...

Azer blinked, trying to clear his eyes of the groggy haze that came with being high. He turned slowly, scanning the room and mentally berating himself for making this trip while high. He normally had more self discipline, but he hadn't had a hit in so fucking long - Something tiny burst from the ...

Azer stumbled through the forest. It wasn't often a man like him stumbled, normally light on his feet, but Azer was a city boy, and no good with the wild. If anyone had been tracking him, they would have had an easy time of it, with a trail that more likely belonged to a herd of Bull Elephants than ...

What did you do, search badly choreographed vampires dancing to pop on You Tube? I got most of the way through, but I just couldn't make it to the end. Sorry.