Everything in this topic takes place in an undisclosed location, inside a room of poor illumination, many doors, and one round table with eight chairs around it.
Generic remark regarding use of OOC in IC thread:
/// This is a topic for the Anarchs, and I would appreciate if each and every OOC paragraph of text would be marked accordingly. This comes from my own personal preference to quickly distinguish the IC and OOC paragraphs from one and the other.
Regarding your Anarch's participation:
/// First of all your character must belong to the Revolutionary League Faction and there is no way around this one. However, whatever may be your character's class, race or the level, remain as "no issue". A level thirty Anarch is just as welcome as level one.
/// Although the table has only eight seats, it does not mean that the amount of participants must be eight for this thing to work out. There can be more, there can be less, but preferably at least two. It is not necessary for your character sit on one of the seats.
/// The IC discussion is handled through meetings. There are no meetings on scheduled basis, only when there are Anarchists willing to participate. Thus for clarity I would advise to mark to which meeting your IC posts belong to. Example; "Meeting Nr. MXVVLL" Naturally, if you are starting a new meeting, feel free come up random roman numeral of your own to denote the new meeting.
/// The ultimate goal of the Anarchs is the destruction of all the Factions. Thus, feel free to use this space to make plots, and to "connect" with your fellow anarchs to achieve that goal. And I assure you, there is nothing wrong in making grand schemes while actually doing little.
Regarding the room itself:
/// Due to the poor illumination, everyone participating in these meetings will appear as shadowy figures. All of the doors lead to unspecified locations, except the one which is for the cleaner's closet. The floor is creaky, and the walls are dusty with rather depressing paintings on them.
Meeting Nr. MXVVLL
[ A figure with broad shoulders is staring intensively forwards, with this fingertips joined together and his elbows on the table. He usually speaks with a low grunty voice, often spitting when becoming agitated. He turns his head to look around him. ]
- A set fine of gentlemen I see, harrumph, do any of you - bashers - got new plans to strike at the berks? I am not one to flourish, especially not when it is against the Hardheads.
Madam, Please, One Table For Eight
