Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
*sure!*
Luna is in the sparring area with her knives
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I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"Look. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it." she sighs and stands up taller. "I'm not here to tell you that it's fine or I forgive you or anything like that. Killing you [GP]ed me up mentally and the venting of those feelings of that and the conversation afterward might have set my relationship with Atlas back a bit. He hates you, hell, a lot of people do. You're an [GP]hole, and if I were a different person, i'd kill you again and take your braid. But, I wanna set a good example for myself, my brother, and also be a good person. So, i'm here, taking care of the gift Zeus sent me."
she gestures to the sheep.
"Until you become a better person, I dont wanna talk to you again. Also, my name is Aeris. I'm not zap girl, spawn of Zeus, sparky or any of the other bull crap names people are giving me."
Angelo listens, face impassive. “I don’t give a damn about your relationship with Atlas or how he feels about me. That’s not something I did or that I care about. I don’t care about forgiveness either. I just wanted to say something. What you do with it is up to you.” He pauses. “And if you want a rematch, we do it on equal ground. No magic powers, just you versus me. We’ve already seen that I can’t die for some ungodly reason. And your opinion of me seems to be formed of one single impression - a similar one I’ve probably formed of you. But the hating me part is a lie. For some reason, people here seem to actually give a damn about me. So I’m trying.. for them. Not you and whatever the hell sheep that fell from the sky.” Angelo is silent for a moment. “And my name is Angelo. The nicknames aren’t special. Everyone gets one.”
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Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
*Elijah has been collecting Angelo’s nicknames like Pokémon cards*
*Gambling with them until you get one valuable enough to get graded by Beckett(PSA is a scam) and sold?*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
She puts a hand on his shoulder "You arent a coward, to start. You run at magic people who carry old styled weapons with knives daily.. But beyond that... I dont think moving on and giving up are the same thing. You dont need to run from your memories to recover from the pain you experience from them. I... Id love to be part of your life, here at camp, but its not 'new'. It will never be new. No matter what your dad and Caellach are part of you now. Part of who you are, your memories. I... Honestly, I think it would be good for you to try to visit your dad's grave, or we can have my dad find it online? Just.. Locking away the memories wont help. You can move on from it all in ways, but... It cant be without closure, right?"
Angelo is quiet, sighing and closing his eyes. Around a minute later, he finally speaks. “I.. was I too harsh on Elijah? I’m so.. so damn tired of that thing he does. Where he tries to get to know me, to be close to me, and then just… runs away when you extend the same to him. It pisses me off. I just.. want him to commit. Either be friends with me or don’t. I’m tired of the cat and mouse.”
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Regina is in the amphitheater, waiting to train Elijah in melee
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Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
*sure!*
Luna is in the sparring area with her knives
Caleb is watching her from the side.
(could I have elijah? fine if not)
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I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
*sure!*
Luna is in the sparring area with her knives
Caleb is watching her from the side.
(could I have elijah? fine if not)
*alright!*
Elijah is also in the arena. He’s trying to learn how to properly use a shortsword.
"You have a... Magic math textbook? I guess its not too unlike flying sneakers or a pen sword..." She still looks highly confused "Where did you even find something like that??"
"In the library. I wasn't going to mess with it, but it just sort of...appeared in front of me when I was looking up greek gods, trying to figure out who my divine parent might be. And..I just sort of...took it...I don't really know whyi did...I couldn't even read any of it at first but...:"
"Huh... Do you maybe think this was like.. A gift from that parent? Did you end up finding any leads on them that you feel good about?"
"Well, I think so far...if going by the magic angle...Hecate or Circe are possible. Though I have learned a lot of incantations that have enhanced my combat abilities, and that plus the more mathematical nature of my nature and my desire to learn and study could lean more towards Athena or the Muses..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
*sure!*
Luna is in the sparring area with her knives
Caleb is watching her from the side.
(could I have elijah? fine if not)
*alright!*
Elijah is also in the arena. He’s trying to learn how to properly use a shortsword.
Luna goes over to him "need help with that?"
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
"So I need to be more strategic when fighting them. It's not my strong suit but I suppose it's something to consider." Havoc says, thinking a bit.
“I would offer to take you on a hunt, but Lady Artemis would likely turn me into a hind and slay me herself.” Mykailo says as if it’s a joke. “But should you ever go on a quest, I am happy to accompany you and help. Or perhaps capture the flag? It has been quite a while since I last competed here.”
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".... Im so sorry that happened to you and your mother. Thats... She wasnt a soldier or anything, was she? A frikin needless death... The person directing that elephant deserved what you gave them.."
They nod. “My mother was the midwife to my village. It was unfortunate, but something I try not to dwell over. Hate poisons the lense of memory, tainting the only thing I have left of her. I am happy now - and I will not let anything similar happen again, if I am there to prevent it.”
"That conviction is... Its probably been very good for you, if not a lot of pressure. Where is your village? Have you been there since joining the hunters?"
They smile. “It is very, very far away from here. Despite the ages, not much has changed. I lived in the mountains of Nepal, in my youth. I don’t believe I’ve visited since.. twenty years ago.”
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*Elijah has been collecting Angelo’s nicknames like Pokémon cards*
*angelo gives most of them to elijah tbh*
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"So I need to be more strategic when fighting them. It's not my strong suit but I suppose it's something to consider." Havoc says, thinking a bit.
“I would offer to take you on a hunt, but Lady Artemis would likely turn me into a hind and slay me herself.” Mykailo says as if it’s a joke. “But should you ever go on a quest, I am happy to accompany you and help. Or perhaps capture the flag? It has been quite a while since I last competed here.”
"I'll hold you to that. I would definitely appreciate a strong ally."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
She puts a hand on his shoulder "You arent a coward, to start. You run at magic people who carry old styled weapons with knives daily.. But beyond that... I dont think moving on and giving up are the same thing. You dont need to run from your memories to recover from the pain you experience from them. I... Id love to be part of your life, here at camp, but its not 'new'. It will never be new. No matter what your dad and Caellach are part of you now. Part of who you are, your memories. I... Honestly, I think it would be good for you to try to visit your dad's grave, or we can have my dad find it online? Just.. Locking away the memories wont help. You can move on from it all in ways, but... It cant be without closure, right?"
Angelo is quiet, sighing and closing his eyes. Around a minute later, he finally speaks. “I.. was I too harsh on Elijah? I’m so.. so damn tired of that thing he does. Where he tries to get to know me, to be close to me, and then just… runs away when you extend the same to him. It pisses me off. I just.. want him to commit. Either be friends with me or don’t. I’m tired of the cat and mouse.”
"Nah, I get it. Frankly..." She shuts her eyes tightly, her fists balling up slightly "It feels like a betrayal. Saying later, and later, and later infinitely... He was just [GP]ing lying to us both. Do I think not originally giving back his necklace was going a bit far, given thats sorta a reason we're building a cabin? Sure. But I see your reaction to everything after as fairly reasonable. I.." She holds up her wrist, revealing her bracelet "personally have decided to give him one more chance not to betray my trust. But I made it clear to him how I feel about it... Whether you want to do the same or not is completely up to you, and I see no fault either way"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
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Luna is in the sparring area with her knives
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
Angelo listens, face impassive. “I don’t give a damn about your relationship with Atlas or how he feels about me. That’s not something I did or that I care about. I don’t care about forgiveness either. I just wanted to say something. What you do with it is up to you.” He pauses. “And if you want a rematch, we do it on equal ground. No magic powers, just you versus me. We’ve already seen that I can’t die for some ungodly reason. And your opinion of me seems to be formed of one single impression - a similar one I’ve probably formed of you. But the hating me part is a lie. For some reason, people here seem to actually give a damn about me. So I’m trying.. for them. Not you and whatever the hell sheep that fell from the sky.” Angelo is silent for a moment. “And my name is Angelo. The nicknames aren’t special. Everyone gets one.”
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Caleb is watching her from the side.
*Elijah has been collecting Angelo’s nicknames like Pokémon cards*
*Gambling with them until you get one valuable enough to get graded by Beckett(PSA is a scam) and sold?*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
Angelo is quiet, sighing and closing his eyes. Around a minute later, he finally speaks. “I.. was I too harsh on Elijah? I’m so.. so damn tired of that thing he does. Where he tries to get to know me, to be close to me, and then just… runs away when you extend the same to him. It pisses me off. I just.. want him to commit. Either be friends with me or don’t. I’m tired of the cat and mouse.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Regina is in the amphitheater, waiting to train Elijah in melee
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
(could I have elijah? fine if not)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*None of my characters have got nicknames actually, or at least ones I know about.*
*alright!*
Elijah is also in the arena. He’s trying to learn how to properly use a shortsword.
"Well, I think so far...if going by the magic angle...Hecate or Circe are possible. Though I have learned a lot of incantations that have enhanced my combat abilities, and that plus the more mathematical nature of my nature and my desire to learn and study could lean more towards Athena or the Muses..."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Luna goes over to him "need help with that?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
“I would offer to take you on a hunt, but Lady Artemis would likely turn me into a hind and slay me herself.” Mykailo says as if it’s a joke. “But should you ever go on a quest, I am happy to accompany you and help. Or perhaps capture the flag? It has been quite a while since I last competed here.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Elijah walks up to the amphitheater, waving to Regina but not saying anything else. Uncharacteristically, he isn’t wearing any makeup.
They smile. “It is very, very far away from here. Despite the ages, not much has changed. I lived in the mountains of Nepal, in my youth. I don’t believe I’ve visited since.. twenty years ago.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*angelo gives most of them to elijah tbh*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I'll hold you to that. I would definitely appreciate a strong ally."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Nah, I get it. Frankly..." She shuts her eyes tightly, her fists balling up slightly "It feels like a betrayal. Saying later, and later, and later infinitely... He was just [GP]ing lying to us both. Do I think not originally giving back his necklace was going a bit far, given thats sorta a reason we're building a cabin? Sure. But I see your reaction to everything after as fairly reasonable. I.." She holds up her wrist, revealing her bracelet "personally have decided to give him one more chance not to betray my trust. But I made it clear to him how I feel about it... Whether you want to do the same or not is completely up to you, and I see no fault either way"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)