Once a arcoban (arco-urban) chinpira, now a parapsychic burner under the influence of the Neogenecists
Do me a favor, stay dead this time.
'I can't go back to yesterday, I was a different person then' ~ Mad Alice
Armor and accessory set worn by the guards of the Imbrian Royal Palace and the Lunar Temples
More than one convoy crossing the Southwest, traveling through the Republic of Texas and Rocky Mountain Republic has found themselves in the crosshairs of a heavy black transfer truck and it's deranged driver.
The Nomin gypsies have a fiddling competition every year, known as the Danse de Velose. Beaters hit out the rhythm on taut drums and the competitors start to play, slowly at first. Youngsters can compete, but are soon pulled away by worried mothers, before the competition becomes too dangerous. After two hours the haunting tune has become dazzlingly fast. You can resign at any time, but the moment you make a mistake you receive an arrow through the neck. Strings may snap, but the players must play on. The whole affair never lasts much longer than three hours, and the last fiddler playing is crowned king of the gypsies.