I'm not new. I'm a lurker.
(I've done a crapton of intro threads and have been using forums over a decade so it is exceedingly more difficult to introduce yourself. but I'll give it a go. Warning: this may take awhile)
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Turning the corner, the small tour group stopped short at the sight before them. The Humana sculpture loomed over them, ominous as always, a reminder of the sacrifices of the first human resistance against the oligarchy. No, that was not what made their face contort with fear. No, something else put that there. The presence of Apollo, arms cross over his impressive chest, the hounds of Dirgen perched happily at either side of him. Gliding towards the group, he raised his hand as if to caress something. A chill spread over them. "Hybridchi





