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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 11:59 am
An uninhabited area of terrain simply due to the lack of food, supplies, or even reason to live there, the Delfos Canyons serve as little more than a tourist attraction. The western and southern borders are made up by the River Barmis, and the terrain itself consists of deep canyons that fall so far below sea level, one can't see the bottom from the top with the naked eye. Adventurers have both survived and died trying to rappel down the canyon, only to find little down there but a stagnant stream that won't seem to evaporate. The further down one travels, the cooler the air becomes.
Caves riddle the canyons, As one travels down, naturally made caves create a massive labyrinth in which more than one person has gotten lost, never to be found. Typically, this area doesn't get visited too often, and even less frequent is the adventurer who chooses to rappel down into the canyons themselves.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 8:39 pm
The sound of a motorcycle could be heard from the distance. As the sound came closer and louder, a figure of a man appeared riding a chopper. The man was wearing goggles and his hair blew wildly as the wind hit his face. Little by little, he slowed down until he finally stopped. He pulled out a map from the backsit of his chopper and examined it closely.
He was in the right place.
If he had heard corretly, this place could prove to be a challenge and a good place to train at for an upcoming tournament. Not only that, but the place seemed deserted in so many ways; not even a single soul could be seen nearby. So he had as much space as he wanted; an idea that appealed to him very much.
He took off his goggles and threw them into his chopper's seat. He took his sword, which he had placed in-between the engine so that it wouldn't fall, and looked around. The perfect place indeed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 2:48 pm
*After walking many days to reach the Delfos canyon he has heard about many days ago, Thomas youngblood finally came cross what appeard to be a man with a motor cycle. Waning on caution and curiosity, Thomas decides to approach the man* Hello there! *Thomas yells out as he approaches, not wanting to seem unfriendly, and defenantly not wanting to suprise the man.* How goes it? *Thomas was a young man in his early 20's. He stood about 5' 11'' and walked with a slight limp. To the ordinary man, he looked somewhat crippled, but that wasn't the case as Thomas only limped from the weapon he carried under his cloak, Un detectable to a normal passerby, there was a shitgun in a holster, that made his leg look stiff. Thomas was always curios to why he kept it there, as he was somewhat akward with placement, that is why he probably got lost in the desert.*
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