'It should be used for becoming free. If you can. One in that situation should try to gain followers, get the pack on their side, so they can strike together'
*what would you say my druid's alignment is?*
*Chaotic Neutral, gtg*
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
'It should be used for becoming free. If you can. One in that situation should try to gain followers, get the pack on their side, so they can strike together'
*what would you say my druid's alignment is?*
*Chaotic Neutral, gtg*
Benimaru turns "You're someone worth talking to. Pretty wise." He steps onto his broom, still looking pretty tired, although less than before, and flies into town.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
*Jus letting you know, Theren has true sight if that does anything*
Theren looks over at the suit of armor
He tries to ignore the noises, focusing on the Nightwalker.
Hearthstone tilts his head, watching them cautiously.
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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.
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
*Jus letting you know, Theren has true sight if that does anything*
Theren looks over at the suit of armor
He tries to ignore the noises, focusing on the Nightwalker.
Hearthstone tilts his head, watching them cautiously.
*Hmm*
Within the armor they see a single soul, merged with armor. Asleep.
The heat gets even greater in intensity, the trees around them beginning to simmer.
Damian puts the things on the counter, pulling out his notebook and writing down the things in the crate.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
*Jus letting you know, Theren has true sight if that does anything*
Theren looks over at the suit of armor
He tries to ignore the noises, focusing on the Nightwalker.
Hearthstone tilts his head, watching them cautiously.
*Hmm*
Within the armor they see a single soul, merged with armor. Asleep.
The heat gets even greater in intensity, the trees around them beginning to simmer.
Damian puts the things on the counter, pulling out his notebook and writing down the things in the crate.
His eyes gain a sad looks to them as he tries to shake it awake.
Apollon isn't bothered by the heat, continuing his hunt.
Hearth continues to watch them, jotting down a few notes about them
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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.
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
*Jus letting you know, Theren has true sight if that does anything*
Theren looks over at the suit of armor
He tries to ignore the noises, focusing on the Nightwalker.
Hearthstone tilts his head, watching them cautiously.
*Hmm*
Within the armor they see a single soul, merged with armor. Asleep.
The heat gets even greater in intensity, the trees around them beginning to simmer.
Damian puts the things on the counter, pulling out his notebook and writing down the things in the crate.
His eyes gain a sad looks to them as he tries to shake it awake.
Apollon isn't bothered by the heat, continuing his hunt.
Hearth continues to watch them, jotting down a few notes about them
The armored individual awakens with a start "Wha? Huh?" Sounding like an old man
Suddenly something taps his shoulder that he didn't sense a moment ago, the flame feeling incredibly intense now.
Eventually they turn around and see the note taking "Come on, I know I look good but there is no need for that." He says jokingly.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
*Chaotic Neutral, gtg*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Greet.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hola.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Hows it goin*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*It's going and it just won't stop. You?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Same dude*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Truly terrible indeed, life is life.*
*We truly do live in a society.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*We live in a society batman.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Benimaru turns "You're someone worth talking to. Pretty wise." He steps onto his broom, still looking pretty tired, although less than before, and flies into town.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Morning everyone. All characters to choose for today.*
Theren is outside happily planting more flowers, his wedding ring glinting in the sunlight.
Leo is smithing a new claw for Festus. Festus himself is powered down next to the smithing store.
Apollon is out in the woods hunting a Nightwalker. He moves quickly after the traces of shadows.
Hearth is in the tavern eating a small meal while taking notes in a journal. His eyes scan over what he's wrote slowly.
*and I might think of another character I want to intro*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
They hear snoring nearby, but don't see where it could be coming from, a nearby glowing suit of incredible, although dirty, armor rests on the ground.
They feel a heat radiating from something in the woods as well as footsteps, from what they can tell the footsteps are of an average sized human.
Damian walks into the tavern, carrying a crate of fruits and vegetables with one arm, and holding a flask with the other, his eyes and chest glowing slightly.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Jus letting you know, Theren has true sight if that does anything*
Theren looks over at the suit of armor
He tries to ignore the noises, focusing on the Nightwalker.
Hearthstone tilts his head, watching them cautiously.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Hmm*
Within the armor they see a single soul, merged with armor. Asleep.
The heat gets even greater in intensity, the trees around them beginning to simmer.
Damian puts the things on the counter, pulling out his notebook and writing down the things in the crate.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
His eyes gain a sad looks to them as he tries to shake it awake.
Apollon isn't bothered by the heat, continuing his hunt.
Hearth continues to watch them, jotting down a few notes about them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The armored individual awakens with a start "Wha? Huh?" Sounding like an old man
Suddenly something taps his shoulder that he didn't sense a moment ago, the flame feeling incredibly intense now.
Eventually they turn around and see the note taking "Come on, I know I look good but there is no need for that." He says jokingly.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
"You alright there mate? You sounded like a dying donkey."
He sighs, annoyed. "Can I help you?"
Hearth taps his ears and signs rapidly. "I can't hear you. I'm deaf. "
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He raises a metal arm and scratches his helm "How long was I asleep?"
He sees what looks like a zombie that was burned to death, it whimpers in pain.
Damian nods and writes down on his notebook "Sorry, didn't know. Why are you writing about me?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Salutations*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Wassup lil bro.*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo