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Greehde, is the city of gambling and money, referred to as the City of Gold. Many a year ago it was a giant bastion for the soldiers of Asmodius during the Jewel War, however, over time the bastion would see its own demise as its use became less and less useful. It became the centre of gambling and trade between soldiers and now it is home to the biggest Black Market in Occulas.

It lies in the eastern desserts of Albanoch, and has not been above ground since its retirement as a bastion. Due to all the gambling, the city itself is rich, whether all the money is real, fake or stolen can be debated. The Blackmarket can be found in the lower up-turned pyramid-like section of Greehde, now buried beneath hundreds of feet of sand. The towers on the sides or the wasted sewers beneath the city are the only way into the Black Market. Greehde largely reflects its inhabitants, as being compared to the term 'greed', its people are usually influenced by it.

We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not

She’s like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now

Fauna was busy roaming the streets of Greehde, something that took more energy out of you than you would expect. Almost every corner was a planned mugging spot, and every tavern was waiting to rob you in a game of gambling. But not Fauna, she wasn't stupid enough to get herself into strange betting games or black markets, she was normally the one skipping the trash-talk and scamming getting straight to the point and getting what she wants. Greehde wasn't her favourite place in the desert, even if it was the only place on the east side.

However the sudden commotion over a thief running through the streets caught her attention. She was only down a thin alleyway when she was a blur rush past the opening to the main streets. Intrigued, she strutted out the alleyway and shoved past some wannabe's on the corner, bursting out onto the paths. As she reached the core of the problem she found herself amongst a crowd that was loosely gathering around a mysterious guy with a needlessly large sword. She only looked away for a moment before he was snatched away. Fauna knew when something fishy was going on, and if anything she could get something out of it.

Her heels clipped on the ground with each stride as she neared another alleyway. She looked over her shoulder to make sure no one was following her, and then she firmly pressed herself against the warm brick wall, listening in on the conversation going on around the corner. The law?, Fauna repeated in her head, she pulled a face to herself whilst thinking she's not wrong. But it was what came next that caught Fauna's curiosity, it was the mention of his sword, apparently it was of some importance. She kept tight against the wall in the hopes of hearing some more gossip.

I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?

Almualim

The door, although being old and wooden, made no noise as she pushed the door open to the emporium of solutions. She stepped into the darkness without hesitation and disappeared into the thick black veil of shadow. C'mon!, she yelled from within, but Almualim only stared from the doorway. She let out a sigh and clapped twice, the light appearing in an instant as if from nowhere and blinded his eyes for a moment. His ears however, twitched to every noise in the radius. His nose catching the smell of the curious redhead and another sweet scent, clearly distinguishable in this blood soaked part of the city. He stepped inside and the door closed on its own.
Vials of all shapes, sizes and odors line every cabinet and shelf. Several cauldrons in one corner bubbled fluids and a caged animal of which species he could not even begin to describe. A cough and sniff announces the man had entered the room, but nothing else could have alerted Almualim of his presence. The ambiance of the room made him invisible to all of his senses. A dangerous characteristic for such a feeble looking old man. His slender frame was draped by a long robe of blue and gold that trailed far behind him into the room he had emerged. He paced to the cage of the animal and pulled a tray from under and poured what was surely its waste into of the bubbling cauldrons and it changed colors. The aroma was to die for, literally. "What can I do for you," he asked the girl, completely ignoring him.
Well, sir. I think I've found the sword in your painting. His expression neither changed or seemed to pay any attention to Almualim, but in a blink was observing the blade with great intent. "Ah, yes. I guess your are worthy of being a hunter after all, Bee." Almualim backed away as the man was already behind the counter mixing together several bottled of fluids. "He should be a worthy final exam." He was already making his way into the room from which he came. "Kill him." Bee wasted no time in pulling out an exaggerated katana and throwing herself at him. Caught by surprise, Almualim had just enough time to parry the sword, but the recoil knocked them both to opposite walls, several bottles smashing to the ground. What the hell!
With insane speed, Bee slashed his blade backing him up more and more until his back was against the wall. Almualim was losing his patience and grabbed her skinny wrist, throwing her against a cauldron, attempting to swing his blade but she was already coming fast. the fluid was now corroding through the floor and the building began to tilt to one side. His blade was too slow for her and he was once again backing up to her repetitive quick slashes. Heat began to ripple from his body and her eyes widened, Oh no. The fumes from something in that room ignited and detonated the roof off of the building. The four wall remained standing but Almualim was launched through the front door, through the stair's guard rail and several feet below. He just laid there for a moment, his clothes smoking and ashed, the smell was powerful.

[quote="Xobai"] [b]If they put half the effort and financing into their existing game that they put into their newer games, they never would have had to make anything else.[/b][/quote] [size=11]That's very much subjective. Gaia didn't sell a whole lot in terms of item options for zOMG, and I really doubt that because of zOMG being successful they would have not made anything else. In fact the latter of that statement I can pretty much put money on. Whether or not zOMG was successful or not, they probably would have made more games and jumped on the FB bandwagon. Monster Galaxy currently gets 1.3 million monthly users. That is a number that zOMG could never reproduce without this site flipping from a forum based site to a completely game based site like Maple Story is. It really sucks that zOMG has been shelved for right now, but it is currently that way because of mismanagement of the game and the economic downturn. MMORPGs cost a lot of money and a lot of time, and since zOMG's continuation depended not only on the popularity of the game to Gaia's users, but on what Gaia brought in as a whole (and not just from zOMG), something was bound to happen. Thankfully they didn't end it's life like they did to Frontier Skies :<[/size]

We can fight our desires
But when we start making fires
We get ever so hot
Whether we like it or not

She’s like so whatever
You could do so much better
I think we should get together now

Quin'in attempted to speak with the man, getting slowly closer to him like a curious cat and nudging his shoulder with her foot. At first he seemed to not stir at all, but then he coughed up what seemed to be smoke, which caused some concern for Fauna. From his dazed state he attempted to properly awaken, but Fauna and Quin'in were joined by another woman, one that chuckled and spoke with more confidence that Fauna cared to understand. "who is this b***h?" Fauna asked Quin'in rhetorically. She completely ignored them, and instead headed straight for the man on the ground, leaving a destroyed floor in her jump. As she flew through the air Fauna took her spear and dismantled it in the maddle as it shifted and folded into two pointed pistols, she shot in the air above them, the bullets missing the woman only inches behind her.

I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

They say we can love who we trust
But what is love without lust?
Two hearts with accurate devotions
And what are feelings without emotions?

Almualim

As for being underground, high into the air was still surrounded by buildings and using quick reactions, Bee used her sword to maneuver out of the line of fire from the red-head who so rudely interrupted her hunt. Plunging her sword into the wall to serve as a new platform, the quick thought of also bagging an elf and freak lover would serve as extra credit to her final exam. The three arrows however where a surprise, so she had no choice to duck down from one, leap with her requipped sword from another, and vanish into thin air from the last. We will see how long you've postponed his demise. I will be a hunter of the twelve!
Almualim was already on his feet as she disappeared. Thanks for the help. I'm not sure what that was all about. I am simply looking for answers to my past... he looks them up and down one last time, admiring their.. figure. Now if you will excuse me, I have a little girl to question. He looks up to where the girl was perched and realized he had no idea where to begin, or how to leave this hell hole for that matter. At that moment a wall of the potion and poisons emporium fell. As the dust cleared, a large crowd of societies rejects had collected in curiosity. He let out a sigh and turned back to the two women. Who might you two be?