Post by Infested Manae on Dec 6, 2004 20:06:42 GMT -5
A sudden rush of Horde and Alliance forces burst into the old bar. In a matter of minutes, it's been reduced to a pile of smuldering ash. As they have so often before, all the patrons vanish into the pre-dawn mists and head to somewhere new.
As the thick mists clear, the patrons are greeted with... mist. The entire area is mist-shrouded and slightly dark, yet serene and peaceful. Dotting the ground in between mountains in all directions are dozens of small pools. Polls of bamboo stick up out of the ground around and in the pools, the flat tops perfect for intense martial arts training.
From a small, traditional Chinese hut, a round, thick-lipped man emerges, dressed in a paramilitary olive uniform with a red star on the cap. He speaks with a thick accent:
Hello. Welcome to legendary training ground Jusenkyo! Here we have over one thousand spring, each with own tragic legend.
As if to demonstrate, a random patron slips and falls into a pool of water.
Aiaaa! You fall in Spring of Drowned Snake! There tragic tale of snake that drown in one pool some 1200 year ago!
The patron slithers out of the pool, quite obviously a snake. The guide poors water from a steaming kettle on him, and he jumps up as a man again, burned, and embarassed by his lack of clothes.
In a sudden flurry, an addition is built on the guild's shack. From a wide window with a wide sill, Manae begins polishing glasses and filling drinks. Several tables have been set up under canopies around the addition.
You know the drill, folks. Have a drink. Enjoy. Try being a different species or gender! We'll be nice and put signs by the springs of drawned Man and Woman in the last pages so you can uncurse, eh?
As the thick mists clear, the patrons are greeted with... mist. The entire area is mist-shrouded and slightly dark, yet serene and peaceful. Dotting the ground in between mountains in all directions are dozens of small pools. Polls of bamboo stick up out of the ground around and in the pools, the flat tops perfect for intense martial arts training.
From a small, traditional Chinese hut, a round, thick-lipped man emerges, dressed in a paramilitary olive uniform with a red star on the cap. He speaks with a thick accent:
Hello. Welcome to legendary training ground Jusenkyo! Here we have over one thousand spring, each with own tragic legend.
As if to demonstrate, a random patron slips and falls into a pool of water.
Aiaaa! You fall in Spring of Drowned Snake! There tragic tale of snake that drown in one pool some 1200 year ago!
The patron slithers out of the pool, quite obviously a snake. The guide poors water from a steaming kettle on him, and he jumps up as a man again, burned, and embarassed by his lack of clothes.
In a sudden flurry, an addition is built on the guild's shack. From a wide window with a wide sill, Manae begins polishing glasses and filling drinks. Several tables have been set up under canopies around the addition.
You know the drill, folks. Have a drink. Enjoy. Try being a different species or gender! We'll be nice and put signs by the springs of drawned Man and Woman in the last pages so you can uncurse, eh?
