The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Laci comes up, Are you okay? You seem hurt.
"Ill be fine once i get this arrow out of me..."
Oh no, need help?
"That would be kind, thank you"
He nods, I need to see the wound.
She tries her best, with limited mobility, to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top beneath, it growing red with blood.
He inspects the wound with a frown, seeing what way he can pull it out safely. Medicine: 10
You attempt to pull it out, the shaft pulls itself out but the metal piece, the sharp piece, is still in.
*can he tell this will happen? He was trying seeing if it was safe to pull it out, not just straight up pulling it out right away.*
*Mnnnnn ill say sure, he can see that it will.
*Okay*
Uhh, [1gp] I don't think I can pull it out without breaking it, sorry.
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
“No problem. And uh- don’t worry much about discrimination… everyone here is a bit weird or different”
"Well nice to know someone won't try to kill me in my sleep here."
“Yeah, plus no one can enter your room without your permission so that’s good” he sips his Irish coffee again
"Oh how wonderful," Even though she says this her tone doesn't change, "mm, will I need to be invited in? I don't see any 'open' signs."
“Invited into the tavern? Or into a room? The tavern is always open, and if you get your own room that’s yours until you decide to leave”
She sighs slightly, "You know vampires can't enter buildings unless invited right? There isn't any open sign posted by the owners inviting me in."
“It’s a public place, you can come inside”
"Mm, okay then. What are you drinking?"
“Irish coffee, it’s like regular coffee but with Irish whiskey… and whipped cream”
"Sounds disgusting." *what is with your characters having all these weird food items?*
[[ they aren’t weird it’s common- I think- ]]
*ah yes cake soaked in rum & coffee, & coffee with Irish whiskey & whipped cream are definitely "normal", also he gonna respond or?*
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Laci comes up, Are you okay? You seem hurt.
"Ill be fine once i get this arrow out of me..."
Oh no, need help?
"That would be kind, thank you"
He nods, I need to see the wound.
She tries her best, with limited mobility, to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top beneath, it growing red with blood.
He inspects the wound with a frown, seeing what way he can pull it out safely. Medicine: 10
You attempt to pull it out, the shaft pulls itself out but the metal piece, the sharp piece, is still in.
*can he tell this will happen? He was trying seeing if it was safe to pull it out, not just straight up pulling it out right away.*
*Mnnnnn ill say sure, he can see that it will.
*Okay*
Uhh, [1gp] I don't think I can pull it out without breaking it, sorry.
"Ah" she said and chuckled "Thank you anyways"
She looks down at it and tilts her head. (STR: 23 ) (Medicine: 16 )
She digs her fingers into her wound, grasping the shaft, and ripping it out.
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Laci comes up, Are you okay? You seem hurt.
"Ill be fine once i get this arrow out of me..."
Oh no, need help?
"That would be kind, thank you"
He nods, I need to see the wound.
She tries her best, with limited mobility, to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top beneath, it growing red with blood.
He inspects the wound with a frown, seeing what way he can pull it out safely. Medicine: 10
You attempt to pull it out, the shaft pulls itself out but the metal piece, the sharp piece, is still in.
*can he tell this will happen? He was trying seeing if it was safe to pull it out, not just straight up pulling it out right away.*
*Mnnnnn ill say sure, he can see that it will.
*Okay*
Uhh, [1gp] I don't think I can pull it out without breaking it, sorry.
"Ah" she said and chuckled "Thank you anyways"
She looks down at it and tilts her head. (STR: 23 ) (Medicine: 16 )
She digs her fingers into her wound, grasping the shaft, and ripping it out.
He sort of clenches his teeth from the sight, nodding at her thanks.
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Noctus' mouth drops open. "WOW! THAT'S SO COOL!"
She blinks open her eyes and smiles a bit through the pain "Hello child"
He noses at the sword, kinda ignoring her...
"Child, you should not"
"But it's so cool! Where did you get it?"
"My God bestowed it to me"
"Oh cool! Can I have it?"
She laughs gently for a moment "No dear, its power would begin to burn you"
"Awwwwwwwwww.........." He inspects it, nudging the scabbard slightly with his nose.
She unstraps her scabbard and sets it and the sword on the table. "It is a Sun-Blade child"
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
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The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Laci comes up, Are you okay? You seem hurt.
"Ill be fine once i get this arrow out of me..."
Oh no, need help?
"That would be kind, thank you"
He nods, I need to see the wound.
She tries her best, with limited mobility, to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top beneath, it growing red with blood.
He inspects the wound with a frown, seeing what way he can pull it out safely. Medicine: 10
You attempt to pull it out, the shaft pulls itself out but the metal piece, the sharp piece, is still in.
*can he tell this will happen? He was trying seeing if it was safe to pull it out, not just straight up pulling it out right away.*
*Mnnnnn ill say sure, he can see that it will.
*Okay*
Uhh, [1gp] I don't think I can pull it out without breaking it, sorry.
"Ah" she said and chuckled "Thank you anyways"
She looks down at it and tilts her head. (STR: 23 ) (Medicine: 16 )
She digs her fingers into her wound, grasping the shaft, and ripping it out.
He sort of clenches his teeth from the sight, nodding at her thanks.
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
2 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Noctus' mouth drops open. "WOW! THAT'S SO COOL!"
She blinks open her eyes and smiles a bit through the pain "Hello child"
He noses at the sword, kinda ignoring her...
"Child, you should not"
"But it's so cool! Where did you get it?"
"My God bestowed it to me"
"Oh cool! Can I have it?"
She laughs gently for a moment "No dear, its power would begin to burn you"
"Awwwwwwwwww.........." He inspects it, nudging the scabbard slightly with his nose.
She unstraps her scabbard and sets it and the sword on the table. "It is a Sun-Blade child"
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
"A blade that flares with the intensity of the sun"
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
*Ooooo...too bad I sent Egrien and Reirlin home a few months ago...*
Iralias watches this from in stage, and hops off when he finishes his song. "You look like you're injured. Can I help you by chance?"
"If you could elfen-friend" she said and smiled "The arrow shaft is still stuck in my side"
He smiles ever so slightly. "I will do what I can. I am Iralias, by the way." He looks rather concerned. "I'll probably be able to help you better if you were to take off your armor though."
"I am Elladoba but you may call me Elle or Ella or Doba for that matter" she chuckled. She tries her best to unstrap herself from her armor. She wears a simple white tank-top that is growing redder with the blood.
He winces slightly at the sight of how bad it is. "Alright, I'm sure you know that this is gonna hurt, but brace yourself, Ella." He grabs the shaft of the arrow and attempts to remove it.
14 medicine.
She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
12 go back.
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
1 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
"My troops and me were heading back from a successful raid when we got peppered with arrows from ambushers....... They killed all of them but... i survived.. somehow.." she said and and stared at her sword and sighed.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
The door opens quietly. A woman wearing bright silver armor trudges in. She holds the side of her plate armor that seems to drip with dark red blood from a wound under it. She was pretty to the eyes, pale skin like porcelain, short brown hair that fell a bit in her bright silver eyes. Her armor is like any plate armor, she dons a bright red shoulder cape with a golden brooch, engraved with the symbol of Apollo. She carries a circular golden shield, engraved to look like that of the sun. Her sword was strapped to hilt, its otherworldly power hinting at being a weapon of true mastery.
She stumbles in, plopping down in a booth, in pain.
Noctus' mouth drops open. "WOW! THAT'S SO COOL!"
She blinks open her eyes and smiles a bit through the pain "Hello child"
He noses at the sword, kinda ignoring her...
"Child, you should not"
"But it's so cool! Where did you get it?"
"My God bestowed it to me"
"Oh cool! Can I have it?"
She laughs gently for a moment "No dear, its power would begin to burn you"
"Awwwwwwwwww.........." He inspects it, nudging the scabbard slightly with his nose.
She unstraps her scabbard and sets it and the sword on the table. "It is a Sun-Blade child"
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
"A blade that flares with the intensity of the sun"
"Oh... so it's just bright and kinda warm? Also, what god gave it to you?"
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Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
*May bring back Egrien and Reirlin after my camping trip. Reirlin is Captain of his order, and wielder of a sentient, ancient, Sun Blade named Silverlight.*
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She winces, her teeth clenching together, but it slides out. She breathes in and out "Thank you" she says "It was a bit pesky and if i had healed it myself, it would be stuck in there"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Bee is sitting around a small pit fire she made, setting logs ablaze with magical fire.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*...... actually, they are pretty normal... Not necessarily commonplace, but common enough. Definitely not like a Scotch Egg or Haggis.*
*Okay*
Uhh, [1gp] I don't think I can pull it out without breaking it, sorry.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
*hm, eh, still kinda weird imo, but interesting.*
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He nods. "Of course." He lays a gentle hand over the wound, muttering something in Sylvan as a wash of healing energy flows through it.
14 hp back.
“To each their own” he shrugs [[ tiramisu is delicious, and people drink Irish coffee often, i know that because if it wasn’t it wouldn’t be a thing ]]
I have stolen your shredded cheese.
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"Ah" she said and chuckled "Thank you anyways"
She looks down at it and tilts her head. (STR: 23 ) (Medicine: 16 )
She digs her fingers into her wound, grasping the shaft, and ripping it out.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She smiles and lies a hand on his head, closing her eyes and muttering in celestial. (Bless spell: add 1d4)
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*Eh whatever, just I haven't heard of them or seen them so pointed out, yknow I'd tried Tiramisu if there wasn't rum in it.* She shrugs some too, just kinda looking out at nothing.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
He sort of clenches his teeth from the sight, nodding at her thanks.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"OoOoOoO! Wait, what's a sun blade?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Who might you be?" she askes and begins to heal her wound 11
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
2 from the bless spell.
He smiles, taking a seat across from her. "So, aside from needing help getting an arrow out of your side, what brings you here?" He asks as he flags down the waitress and orders a bottle of spiced elderberry Feywine.
"A blade that flares with the intensity of the sun"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Laci, Laci Fireheart, you?
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"My troops and me were heading back from a successful raid when we got peppered with arrows from ambushers....... They killed all of them but... i survived.. somehow.." she said and and stared at her sword and sighed.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Oh... so it's just bright and kinda warm? Also, what god gave it to you?"
Proud member of the Spider's Guild (y'all should join!)!
Join Cafe [Redacted], people! I play Treble in it. Isn't SCP stuff awesome?
Harry Potter stuff is cool.
Homebrew: The BloodBorn; GemBlade Soldiers; Soldier of The Silver Armies. (Comments, Improvements?)
Life is okay, but who knows how long that will last.
"Elladoba Braixhea" she said "You may call me Ella"
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*May bring back Egrien and Reirlin after my camping trip. Reirlin is Captain of his order, and wielder of a sentient, ancient, Sun Blade named Silverlight.*