Walking through the woods is a man, about 20 or 21, he wears a denim jacket, black combat boots, tight fitting jeans, and a blue t-shirt. Slung over his back is an electric guitar. He has short and spiky black hair, and light green eyes with a twinge of sadness hidden behind them. He hums a tune as he walks.
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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.
Walking through the woods is a man, about 20 or 21, he wears a denim jacket, black combat boots, tight fitting jeans, and a blue t-shirt. Slung over his back is an electric guitar. He has short and spiky black hair, and light green eyes with a twinge of sadness hidden behind them. He hums a tune as he walks.
Raphael waits patiently for Theren to be done
Lazarus stands on the path through the woods, whittling, observant. "Who might you be>:
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Walking through the woods is a man, about 20 or 21, he wears a denim jacket, black combat boots, tight fitting jeans, and a blue t-shirt. Slung over his back is an electric guitar. He has short and spiky black hair, and light green eyes with a twinge of sadness hidden behind them. He hums a tune as he walks.
Raphael waits patiently for Theren to be done
Lazarus stands on the path through the woods, whittling, observant. "Who might you be>:
Theren is deadly accurate. When he sees Raphael he drops his bows and hugs his friend tightly
"Leon." he tilts his head, "Who are you?"
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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.
"Donns revenge drove him to the brink of madness." Theren says. "Hold on. Aragorn like to go fast."
Leon's eyes dart around, still on edge.
"Who might Donn be?"
"Just a guy whos lost a lot." Theren says as Aragorn blurs. After a single moment they are at the battlefield, a plume of dust trailing from where they came from.
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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.
"Donns revenge drove him to the brink of madness." Theren says. "Hold on. Aragorn like to go fast."
Leon's eyes dart around, still on edge.
"Who might Donn be?"
"Just a guy whos lost a lot." Theren says as Aragorn blurs. After a single moment they are at the battlefield, a plume of dust trailing from where they came from.
Raphael looks in mournful anger at this. "What did they even do to deserve this all?"
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Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Donns revenge drove him to the brink of madness." Theren says. "Hold on. Aragorn like to go fast."
Leon's eyes dart around, still on edge.
"Who might Donn be?"
"Just a guy whos lost a lot." Theren says as Aragorn blurs. After a single moment they are at the battlefield, a plume of dust trailing from where they came from.
Raphael looks in mournful anger at this. "What did they even do to deserve this all?"
"Killed Donns kids."
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Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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*Hello people, returned from break*
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
*Yo. Characters*
Theren is practicing with his bow.
Leo is fixing Festus, grumbling a bit
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Walking through the woods is a man, about 20 or 21, he wears a denim jacket, black combat boots, tight fitting jeans, and a blue t-shirt. Slung over his back is an electric guitar. He has short and spiky black hair, and light green eyes with a twinge of sadness hidden behind them. He hums a tune as he walks.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael waits patiently for Theren to be done
Lazarus stands on the path through the woods, whittling, observant. "Who might you be>:
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Theren is deadly accurate. When he sees Raphael he drops his bows and hugs his friend tightly
"Leon." he tilts his head, "Who are you?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael smiles and hug them back. "How are you, old friend?"
"Lazarus." They say, stepping to the side. "You come to the Lord's Rest?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Good."
"Yup. i got a gig here." he says, a bit of a british accent coming through
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Good to hear. Did my sacrifice do something?" They ask, looking up to Theren
They think on this. "Explains the instrument."
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods
"Yeah."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Good to hear." They say, hugging Theren tighter, before letting themselves go. "So what has happened while I was gone?"
"..." "What genre?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"A war. Yuri and Donn...they massacred a bunch of paladins."
"Rock and indie."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Yuri is the spring vampire?"
They smile, before disappearing in a cloud of mists
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods
Leon slings his guitar off of his back, on guard.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They ponder on this. "May you take me to the location of the fight?"
The mist dissipates
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
He nods and whistles. A horse suddenly appears. Theren climbs on and offers a hand to them
Leons fingers hover above the chords, prepared for a fight.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael accepts it, hopping on the horse. "Why did this happen?"
They hear a cackle, as the guitarist (probably) simply readies themselves for nothing
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Donns revenge drove him to the brink of madness." Theren says. "Hold on. Aragorn like to go fast."
Leon's eyes dart around, still on edge.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Who might Donn be?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Just a guy whos lost a lot." Theren says as Aragorn blurs. After a single moment they are at the battlefield, a plume of dust trailing from where they came from.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Raphael looks in mournful anger at this. "What did they even do to deserve this all?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"Killed Donns kids."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.