Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
*Arämil walks out of his room, striding over to Silyxer.*
"Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up.", he says with a smirk on his face. "How did you end up here?"
* He waves his hand, and without warning the chair slides out from under the kitsune. After this happens, you can see that Arämil's tattoo is starting to ever so slowly move up his neck and chin toward his cheek, when he whispers in a warning tone, seemingly to the tattoo, "We've talked about this. Get away from my face or I swear to all the elven gods...."*
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me. Me and - this fellow *he waves his hand toward Caan* - have already said hello, so I guess it's your turn Alex."
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me. Me and - this fellow *he waves his hand toward Caan* - have already said hello, so I guess it's your turn Alex."
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me."
Bonumis stops speaking, grimacing.
“You got problems with this one?”
Caan makes a quick swiping gesture with his index and middle finger indicating to stop talking now.
"seriously what is it?"
Glaring at Alex, he steps away from the scene, gesturing for him to follow.
*Arämil shouts after Caan.*
"Would you please be so kind to tell me your name before you run off again?"
“I am Bonumis Caan.”
"Thank you!"
*He mumbles something, and you catch the words, "Great gods, finally he tells me."*
Silyxer is quite unbothered by the display, in fact, he still remains sitting in mid air, levitating just slightly off of the ground.
"Arämil, you would've done well ne'er to follow me 'gain. Especially with what your father, nae, your bloodkin, did to my people. You near destroyed Harlan's."
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Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
*Arämil walks out of his room, striding over to Silyxer.*
"Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up.", he says with a smirk on his face. "How did you end up here?"
* He waves his hand, and without warning the chair slides out from under the kitsune. After this happens, you can see that Arämil's tattoo is starting to ever so slowly move up his neck and chin toward his cheek, when he whispers in a warning tone, seemingly to the tattoo, "We've talked about this. Get away from my face or I swear to all the elven gods...."*
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me. Me and - this fellow *he waves his hand toward Caan* - have already said hello, so I guess it's your turn Alex."
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me. Me and - this fellow *he waves his hand toward Caan* - have already said hello, so I guess it's your turn Alex."
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
Walking through the halls of the guild is a tall, slender kitsune. His boots clunk on the floor. He is dressed in standard travelers gear, though, he is carrying a rather strange, elaborate and intricately designed satchel bag, slung on his shoulder.. perhaps it contains a spinthariscope.. Or maybe the answer to the question that most people ask upon seeing the kitsune. Who is he, and why is he.... see through?... Well, the answer to the first one is simple. He is Silyxer Alostus, born on Harlan's World. The second one is ambiguous. Upon his death, Silyxer decided.. he didn't want to die, so, he stayed. This isn't too uncommon in Harlan's World, it's called a "lingering will".. Anyway.. despite his ghastly, semi-opaque look, he is able to interact with all objects, manipulate the blue energy that acts as a supplantory for his organic tissues (skin, fur, ect.)
Standing with confidence, he takes a seat in the nearest empty chair, pulling out a small water skin.
Bonumis looks over at him. “Hello.”
“We got a new one caan?”
*Arämil pops into Caan and Alex's conversation, throwing a look at Caan at the same time.*
"Looks that way to me."
Bonumis stops speaking, grimacing.
“You got problems with this one?”
Caan makes a quick swiping gesture with his index and middle finger indicating to stop talking now.
"seriously what is it?"
Glaring at Alex, he steps away from the scene, gesturing for him to follow.
*Arämil shouts after Caan.*
"Would you please be so kind to tell me your name before you run off again?"
“I am Bonumis Caan.”
"Thank you!"
*He mumbles something, and you catch the words, "Great gods, finally he tells me."*
Silyxer is quite unbothered by the display, in fact, he still remains sitting in mid air, levitating just slightly off of the ground.
"Arämil, you would've done well ne'er to follow me 'gain. Especially with what your father, nae, your bloodkin, did to my people. You near destroyed Harlan's."
*Arämil feigns a look of hurt.*
"We we're just having some good honest fun. It's not my fault the others set up quantum-explosives without me knowing!"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
*You can also see that his snake tattoo has moved from his neck to his chest.*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
Silyxer narrows his eyes at the nickname.. he hadn't heard it since they were kids.. he cautiously shifts his dagger into his paw from its sheath
"I've been searching for my scattered people. here's a good place as any to start, close enough to Harlan's...."
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
Silyxer narrows his eyes at the nickname.. he hadn't heard it since they were kids.. he cautiously shifts his dagger into his paw from its sheath
"I've been searching for my scattered people. here's a good place as any to start, close enough to Harlan's...."
*Arämil notices Silyxer pulling the dagger out of its sheath.*
"Whoa there, Sil, calm down. How about we put the dagger back in the sheath before this gets ugly, and we can talk about where your people might be."
*His voice has a calming tone, but you can see a hard light in his eyes, and his fingers are twitching restlessly. His dragon tattoo slithers up to his neck and bares its fangs.*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
Silyxer narrows his eyes at the nickname.. he hadn't heard it since they were kids.. he cautiously shifts his dagger into his paw from its sheath
"I've been searching for my scattered people. here's a good place as any to start, close enough to Harlan's...."
*Arämil notices Silyxer pulling the dagger out of its sheath.*
"Whoa there, Sil, calm down. How about we put the dagger back in the sheath before this gets ugly, and we can talk about where your people might be."
*His voice has a calming tone, but you can see a hard light in his eyes, and his fingers are twitching restlessly. His dragon tattoo slithers up to his neck and bares its fangs.*
Silyxer, with a sly, slight smirk, stabs the dagger right into the countertop. The dagger has an ancient appearance, looking like it was crafted using highly advanced metal made by an ancient, intelligent people. The quinon is gold, the handle wrapped in strips of black dragon leather, and the pommel contains a blue gem. The blade shines gently on the edge with a blue energy until Silyxer lets go of it, folding his paws in his lap. A faint, familiar scent, tingles his nose
"Oh, what, Arie, this old thing? Harmless like those quantum explosives. Hell, this cant get uglier than you. If you know somefink, you'd best tell me if you like having your tongue"
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Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined. >Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you YESNO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
“Oh no, you’re fine. Have we met before? Maybe yesterday?”
“Yes I am Alex dawn.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
Silyxer narrows his eyes at the nickname.. he hadn't heard it since they were kids.. he cautiously shifts his dagger into his paw from its sheath
"I've been searching for my scattered people. here's a good place as any to start, close enough to Harlan's...."
*Arämil notices Silyxer pulling the dagger out of its sheath.*
"Whoa there, Sil, calm down. How about we put the dagger back in the sheath before this gets ugly, and we can talk about where your people might be."
*His voice has a calming tone, but you can see a hard light in his eyes, and his fingers are twitching restlessly. His dragon tattoo slithers up to his neck and bares its fangs.*
Silyxer, with a sly, slight smirk, stabs the dagger right into the countertop. The dagger has an ancient appearance, looking like it was crafted using highly advanced metal made by an ancient, intelligent people. The quinon is gold, the handle wrapped in strips of black dragon leather, and the pommel contains a blue gem. The blade shines gently on the edge with a blue energy until Silyxer lets go of it, folding his paws in his lap. A faint, familiar scent, tingles his nose
"Oh, what, Arie, this old thing? Harmless like those quantum explosives. Hell, this cant get uglier than you. If you know somefink, you'd best tell me if you like having your tongue"
"Again, I had nothing to do with those explosives. And about your people...."
*He cautiously sits down next to where Silyxer is levitating, eyeing the dagger in the countertop all the while.*
"I heard that they fled to a place called Fasia after Harlan's went sky-high. Other than that, I have no idea. I can give you a few supplies to help you on your mission, but other than that I can't do much."
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
"Good day to you, Ms. Lith."
*Arämil holds out his hand.*
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Manlo, the new guy, is walking the halls.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Silyxer is quite unbothered by the display, in fact, he still remains sitting in mid air, levitating just slightly off of the ground.
"Arämil, you would've done well ne'er to follow me 'gain. Especially with what your father, nae, your bloodkin, did to my people. You near destroyed Harlan's."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Arämil feigns a look of hurt.*
"We we're just having some good honest fun. It's not my fault the others set up quantum-explosives without me knowing!"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*You can also see that his snake tattoo has moved from his neck to his chest.*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Aunt Pleasant is wandering around.
"You act as if I cant smell when you brew a plot.. those rigs had your handiwork written all 'oer'em, might as well have thrown in some fireworks that say 'Arä mil', no?"
Silyxer gestures with both of his paws put side by side, flat palmed. He puts heavy emphasis on the the syllables of the name and spits promptly after saying the name, as if it were poison.
"Your folk are a lucky one indeed. Had we had the resources, there would've been nuffink left of you and your ifferentic people, save for enough blood to swim in. But no, you had to use illegal weaponry."
ddb hates me I cant unbold my text :c
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
She bumps into Alex “oops sorry.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Oh no, you’re fine. Have we met before? Maybe yesterday?”
"I'm telling you Sil, I had nothing to do with that attack."
*Arämil tries to shift the conversation to a safer subject.*
"Anyway, how did you end up here?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Silyxer narrows his eyes at the nickname.. he hadn't heard it since they were kids.. he cautiously shifts his dagger into his paw from its sheath
"I've been searching for my scattered people. here's a good place as any to start, close enough to Harlan's...."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
*Arämil notices Silyxer pulling the dagger out of its sheath.*
"Whoa there, Sil, calm down. How about we put the dagger back in the sheath before this gets ugly, and we can talk about where your people might be."
*His voice has a calming tone, but you can see a hard light in his eyes, and his fingers are twitching restlessly. His dragon tattoo slithers up to his neck and bares its fangs.*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Silyxer, with a sly, slight smirk, stabs the dagger right into the countertop. The dagger has an ancient appearance, looking like it was crafted using highly advanced metal made by an ancient, intelligent people. The quinon is gold, the handle wrapped in strips of black dragon leather, and the pommel contains a blue gem. The blade shines gently on the edge with a blue energy until Silyxer lets go of it, folding his paws in his lap. A faint, familiar scent, tingles his nose
"Oh, what, Arie, this old thing? Harmless like those quantum explosives. Hell, this cant get uglier than you. If you know somefink, you'd best tell me if you like having your tongue"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
“Yes I am Alex dawn.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Again, I had nothing to do with those explosives. And about your people...."
*He cautiously sits down next to where Silyxer is levitating, eyeing the dagger in the countertop all the while.*
"I heard that they fled to a place called Fasia after Harlan's went sky-high. Other than that, I have no idea. I can give you a few supplies to help you on your mission, but other than that I can't do much."
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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*spinthariscope*
A cloaked figure, not terribly tall, enters the common space. They are completely covered in a black fabric but appear to have a humanoid shape. They walk with a slight limp to what looks like their right leg. They pause in the middle, looking around from beneath their hood.
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Yo I'm Alex welcome to the frosted glass guild."
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Arämil, trying to distance himself from Silyxer for the time being, walks over as well.*
"Yes, hello. Welcome to Guildhall of the Frosted Glass Guild. What might your name be?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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The newcomer turns their head in the direction of the people approaching them. They stay silent for a second before answering. "Lithunbell," Their voice sounds high and distinctly female. "But you can call me Lith."
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
"Well, Lith it's a pleasure to meet you." he looks down "what's with your leg?"
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"Good day to you, Ms. Lith."
*Arämil holds out his hand.*
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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