[Cyberia] Re: Cyberia: An Ill-Met Welcome

[Cyberia GM]

"The agent freed - something."  She sat back a bit and sighed, her eyes
focussed on a spot behind Dot.  "I have felt the touch of the echoes of
Chaos, and there is a purity to it that defies comprehension.  This thing is
not of Chaos.  Chaotic, yes.  But there is a malevolence to it that pure
Chaos does not possess.  This entity is breaking down the barriers that
separate the Shadows of Cyberia.  They are merging together, and this merge
is in no way benign.  Storms occur where the shadows bleed into each other,
and out of these storms ride creatures unseen before."  She brushed 
a stray strand of hair from her eyes.  Shaking her head slowly, she
finished, "I don't think that you'll find anything here but death."

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Dot looked around at the decay, the deterioration of the building and
environs.  "It's not that bad."

"Perhaps," Asha said, her tone the slightest bit lighter.  "But then again,
you don't *live* here.  And you haven't exactly seen the worst Cyberia has
to offer.

>From the dark corner, Suhuy's gaze had drifted up from the shattered plasma
gun. His eyes were shining, a flicker of fire boiled within the pitch black
pools. He rasped a dry tongue over his pathcwork mouth, and shuffled
forward.

"I want to see this place. I =need= to see this place."

Dot gestured at Suhuy, "He's probably right.  Either that or he thinks you
said something else."