This is the RP page for Ruined. This thread is to be exclusively for RP purposes only. If you have a question about anything in the RP, please check out the OOC page for ruined. If you are unable to find the OOC page for whatever reason, here is a rather convenient link. DO NOT POST CHARACTER SHEETS, OR JUMP INTO THIS THREAD WITHOUT AN APROVED CHARACTER SHEET. After many a night at sea, The W.S.S Queen Marissa, a Walakian built luxury ocean liner, has finally began to ease into the Nimeshee port. The port itself is rather small, and its quite astonishing that the crew is even able to navigate into it. Despite being at the distance you are at, you can see that there are a lot of ground workers who are preparing to moor the ship the moment it comes in. As the ship draws ever so closer, the captain's voice blares over the ship's loudspeakers. "Hello everyone, and welcome to the beautiful city of Nimeshee. the time is 10:45 AM, the temperature about 31 degrees centigrade, and the blue sky is hanging wonderfully over the jewel that is Nimeshee. We hope you had enjoyed your passage on board the W.S.S Queen Marissa, porters will be stepping out to assist you and your luggage safely off of the ship." Shortly after the captain finishes talking, the ship is moored, and the first, and second class passengers are swiftly escorted off the ship. Third class, and 'Steerage' have to escort themselves off the ship though. Their luggage is tossed into a large pile of trunks and you can spot several people going to grab their luggage. After finally getting off the ship with your luggage, You now find yourself in the city of Nimeshee, an interesting town that blends native Aipleod culture with the new and streamlined technology of the modern era. Strange and new smells are emanating from the nearby Bazaar district, while motorcars are noisily speeding down Nimeshee's many ancient streets. You can see all sorts of strange an exotic faces are seen walking down the streets. Chlaqtis, Aipleod, Kaissin, Human, you name it, they're probably somewhere in this town. There are a lot of police officers patrolling the streets as well. You spot plenty of shifty looking characters as you continue to exit the docks, some of which are shooting you odd glances. All of this excitement in a new setting almost made you forget your true purpose for being here; you were sent a letter which explains to you that you are invited to take part in an archaeological dig. The letter also explains that you are to show up to the Nimeshee Museum of National History, as well as mentions a hefty sum of money that you are entitled to after the whole ordeal is done with. It is signed by a Professor J. M. Ardlowe.