"Well that's nice..." She stays there in silence for a bit, not sure how to continue. "...well, uh... it was nice to talk to you in a calmer situation."
"Wow. That's impressive. What keeps you alive?"
She smiles at them "It is, isn't it? Maybe I could find you someone, I know some people you might like, that might like you back. Or do you not want the help?"
"The Black Crown, which is... well I don't know what they are other than my torturer."
"Well. I mean. I don't think it's necessary but. I wouldn't object."
"How does a crown torture you?"
She spins her halberd in her hands "Great, looks like we are friends. What are you looking for?"
"By keeping me alive, forcing me to kill people by choice or be forced to kill people without a choice."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 20
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 26
He gets hit in the back and flinches "Rude. It's your life I guess." He turns around, grabbing them by the mouth. Make me a Con save, DC 22
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 26
He gets hit in the back and flinches "Rude. It's your life I guess." He turns around, grabbing them by the mouth. Make me a Con save, DC 22
CON: 15
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Well that's nice..." She stays there in silence for a bit, not sure how to continue. "...well, uh... it was nice to talk to you in a calmer situation."
"Wow. That's impressive. What keeps you alive?"
She smiles at them "It is, isn't it? Maybe I could find you someone, I know some people you might like, that might like you back. Or do you not want the help?"
"The Black Crown, which is... well I don't know what they are other than my torturer."
"Well. I mean. I don't think it's necessary but. I wouldn't object."
"How does a crown torture you?"
She spins her halberd in her hands "Great, looks like we are friends. What are you looking for?"
"By keeping me alive, forcing me to kill people by choice or be forced to kill people without a choice."
"Uh..." Malafasa seems a tiny bit uncomfortable. "I, uh, don't really know. I'm not that preferential."
"Oh." She looks genuinely appalled. "That sounds... awful. I'm sorry."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
The Rebels do their best to protect her as she scavenges. Most of them are cut down
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
The Rebels do their best to protect her as she scavenges. Most of them are cut down
*wait why would they try and protect her? she's just ignoring the battle and stealing their metal*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 26
He gets hit in the back and flinches "Rude. It's your life I guess." He turns around, grabbing them by the mouth. Make me a Con save, DC 22
CON: 16
His head turns into solid gold, petrifying them. He goes back to walking towards the back line "Should've focused on the enemy."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
The Rebels do their best to protect her as she scavenges. Most of them are cut down
*wait why would they try and protect her? she's just ignoring the battle and stealing their metal*
*Not like they can salvage the ship anyways. Plus they keep innocents safe*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
*Actually, fun fact, stormtroopers were highly trained and in the movie they purposely missed their shots so they could track the rebels cause Vader wanted them alive. :] *
"Imperials want their data back!" the officer says, staying behind a boulder.
*Oh I actually didn't know that, I'm not too much of a star wars fan but that makes sense. Or at least it did until the Storm Troopers started losing.*
"Oh that's fun, where would the data be exactly?" He asks, walking over to the officer.
*Yeah. But in cannon they are the best of the best. Like they were sent on missions to assassinate top people.*
"With our best operative in the back lines. Why?"
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 26
He gets hit in the back and flinches "Rude. It's your life I guess." He turns around, grabbing them by the mouth. Make me a Con save, DC 22
CON: 16
His head turns into solid gold, petrifying them. He goes back to walking towards the back line "Should've focused on the enemy."
Other rebels see this and open fire on him.
Attack: 18 Damage: 21
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 21 Damage: 27
Attack: 22 Damage: 37
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
All of them hit, leaving his clothes in tatters and skin burned "Oh come on y'all, don't make me do this." He takes the Dodge, bonus action before taking out his rapier, disappearing with speed. To hit:1722223420 Damage:4024393854
There is an earth shattering boom as multiple Star Destroyers appear in the upper atmosphere chasing some smaller ships. Lifepods and transport ships from the smaller ships land in the woods, dispensing rebel troopers. X-Wing, Y-Wings, and A-Wings fight in the sky against Tie-Fighters, Tie-Interceptors, and Tie-Bombers. Black and grey transport ships from the Star Destroyers land on the ground dispensing troopers clad in white armor. Following those troopers are some dressed in all black. The woods alight with the sounds of screams, cries of battle and for help, and blaster fire. In the sky an Y-Wing is clipper by a stray shot from a Tie-Bomber, sending it crashing into the ground in the trees. Fires jump from tree to tree from the crash. Huge ships carrying AT-AT's and AT-ST's are slowly flying towards the ground.
Loriche sighs. "Maybe this time they'll be less annoying?" She then begins heading to the wrecked Y-Wing to salvage it.
Some of the Rebels wave at her. "Sorry to hit your planet again miss!" one calls
She ignores them, grabs her pick, and starts stripping the ship for parts.
Some rebels are struggling to drag the still alive pilot out of the cockpit.
"Oh hold up I gotcha." She moves over and tries to aid them. Strength: 15
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
The Rebels do their best to protect her as she scavenges. Most of them are cut down
*wait why would they try and protect her? she's just ignoring the battle and stealing their metal*
*Not like they can salvage the ship anyways. Plus they keep innocents safe*
*gotcha*
Eventually, as the battle continues, she decides to help for no particular reason. She grabs her oversized shield and starts trying to guard the rebels from enemy fire.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She spins her halberd in her hands "Great, looks like we are friends. What are you looking for?"
"By keeping me alive, forcing me to kill people by choice or be forced to kill people without a choice."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
They pull him out, attending to his injuries. "Thank you maam."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*That makes sense, that's what makes them arguable against the Clone Troopers.*
"Because I'm going to take it. Bye! Good luck." He begins walking again, heading towards the back line.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
(morning Theren)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
*Yep*
The officer shoots him in the back.
Attack: 27 Damage: 20
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He gets hit in the back and flinches "Rude. It's your life I guess." He turns around, grabbing them by the mouth. Make me a Con save, DC 22
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
CON: 15
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Uh..." Malafasa seems a tiny bit uncomfortable. "I, uh, don't really know. I'm not that preferential."
"Oh." She looks genuinely appalled. "That sounds... awful. I'm sorry."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No worries." Loriche goes back to scavenging as many usable materials as possible.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Rebels do their best to protect her as she scavenges. Most of them are cut down
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*wait why would they try and protect her? she's just ignoring the battle and stealing their metal*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
His head turns into solid gold, petrifying them. He goes back to walking towards the back line "Should've focused on the enemy."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Not like they can salvage the ship anyways. Plus they keep innocents safe*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(anyone want to rp)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
She notices and apologizes "Oh sorry, didn't want to make you uncomfortable or anything." She holds up her hands apologetically.
"That's the burden of the sin of wrath." He shrugs "I wish I was dead, but I'm not. It's nice talking to you."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Other rebels see this and open fire on him.
Attack: 18 Damage: 21
Attack: 26 Damage: 28
Attack: 21 Damage: 27
Attack: 22 Damage: 37
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Goooooooooood morning, Lord's Rest Inn!*
KK is making a new monstrosity- an amalgam of metal and cloth with what looks like numerous radios built into its body.
Helianth is aboard the Spelljammer as it sails through space, making sure everything on the ship is in ship shape.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
All of them hit, leaving his clothes in tatters and skin burned "Oh come on y'all, don't make me do this." He takes the Dodge, bonus action before taking out his rapier, disappearing with speed. To hit:17 22 22 34 20 Damage:40 24 39 38 54
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*gotcha*
Eventually, as the battle continues, she decides to help for no particular reason. She grabs her oversized shield and starts trying to guard the rebels from enemy fire.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"No no no you're okay. I just... I kinda keep a lot of this stuff inside, y'know?"
"...nice talking to you too."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.