(this is the first RP story that I ever wrote so bear with me i was just bored waiting for the server downtime)
One day, after a long and tiring day hunting Redeemeds in a cold shadowland dungeon by the order of my Unredeemed masters, I decided that it was time to come down to Rubi Ka to buy some supplies, and have friendly chatters with some of my friends I might encounter.
Borealis, a lively place, sprawling with activity. The second I stepped out of the Jobe whom-pah, an instant feeling of crowd, the voices of people speaking and Yalmahas passing by, has broken the contrast from the quiet Jobe Platform. Omni-Tek employees, Clanners, and the people that call themselves neutrals, all busy with their own activity, walking around, talking to eachother, while ICC Peacekeepers patrol the area to ensure the peace under the sunshine and the cool weather flowing from the mountains around it. And peace is what Borealis is, there is no fighting here.
Except for one place where the ICC Peacekeepers for some reason never step their foot into...