11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
Echowyn looks over, her eyes swirling as she silently watches
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
Echowyn looks over, her eyes swirling as she silently watches
Feeling eyes on her, the woman looked around and spotted Echowyn, then smiled and waved.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
A man follows her, trying to catch up but failing horribly. He leans against a tree to regain his breath. "Yes love, I see it, a tavern. Don't run off please" he said and patted her head. He stood 6'2 with blond-white hair that was floofy and cut in a certain style (Like pfp). He has pale skin with scar over the bridge of his nose that were dark red in color. His eyes were a dark evergreen color with broken specks in them. He wore a black, long-sleeved shirt, an extremely long-sleeved dark grey jacket with silver clasps, long black dress skirt and thick boots. He wore black wood earrings in his ears that were attached to silver chains holding amber crystal-like formations that trapped plant specimens in them.
The man carried two satchels, filled with medical supplies. In one of his hands was a wooden staff, carved of birch wood with a sprig of mistletoe hanging from loop.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
A man follows her, trying to catch up but failing horribly. He leans against a tree to regain his breath. "Yes love, I see it, a tavern. Don't run off please" he said and patted her head. He stood 6'2 with blond-white hair that was floofy and cut in a certain style (Like pfp). He has pale skin with scar over the bridge of his nose that were dark red in color. His eyes were a dark evergreen color with broken specks in them. He wore a black, long-sleeved shirt, an extremely long-sleeved dark grey jacket with silver clasps, long black dress skirt and thick boots. He wore black wood earrings in his ears that were attached to silver chains holding amber crystal-like formations that trapped plant specimens in them.
The man carried two satchels, filled with medical supplies. In one of his hands was a wooden staff, carved of birch wood with a sprig of mistletoe hanging from loop.
"Sorry, but the day was too nice to not run around!" She laughed, walking over.
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Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here:Lord'sRestInn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
Echowyn looks over, her eyes swirling as she silently watches
Feeling eyes on her, the woman looked around and spotted Echowyn, then smiled and waved.
She nods back, continuing to watch carefully
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
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*Really sorry but have to go out AGAIN, I really hope I can get back on soon. Bye.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*zyxwvutsrqponmlkjihgfedcba*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Now i have learned my ABC's*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Next time won't you sing with me.*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*-Starts rapping abc's-*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*There was a song like that, I can't remember the name...*
*ERRGEHJGJHGAJK*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*XD*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*I'm in pain*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Mornin*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Thats a mood veronica*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*?*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Helluva boss joke*
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Annnnnnd I'm lost.*
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Laughter and the sounds of someone running comes from the woods, progressively growing closer. Eventually, a figure bursts out into the clearing, skidding to a stop, looking up at the tavern. The 5'10 woman with pointy ears had a large smile on her face as she studied the area. She has stark white hair cut into a pixie cut, her skin is a deep mocha color, and her eyes were a pinkish red. She wore light leather clothing without any sleeves, and she has a golden ring with blue gems in it, as well as a golden necklace that was closer to a choker. "Hey, Father, look what I found!" She called back into the woods excitedly.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Echowyn looks over, her eyes swirling as she silently watches
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Feeling eyes on her, the woman looked around and spotted Echowyn, then smiled and waved.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
A man follows her, trying to catch up but failing horribly. He leans against a tree to regain his breath. "Yes love, I see it, a tavern. Don't run off please" he said and patted her head. He stood 6'2 with blond-white hair that was floofy and cut in a certain style (Like pfp). He has pale skin with scar over the bridge of his nose that were dark red in color. His eyes were a dark evergreen color with broken specks in them. He wore a black, long-sleeved shirt, an extremely long-sleeved dark grey jacket with silver clasps, long black dress skirt and thick boots. He wore black wood earrings in his ears that were attached to silver chains holding amber crystal-like formations that trapped plant specimens in them.
The man carried two satchels, filled with medical supplies. In one of his hands was a wooden staff, carved of birch wood with a sprig of mistletoe hanging from loop.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Sorry, but the day was too nice to not run around!" She laughed, walking over.
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
She nods back, continuing to watch carefully
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)