A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
He blinks, before taking a breath "Why do you ask, general?"
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
He blinks, before taking a breath "Why do you ask, general?"
“Curious.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
"Fair point." He shrugs and shakes the jug a little bit. "Got something for you. I heard you were tired of the vinegar wine and piss beer you were selling the commoners. I've got something nice and cheap for you. Made it myself. The kind of kick you won't find even in your expensive stuff."
Bill grumbles something about piss beer and then nods. “Lemme taste it first.”
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
“Well, now the world is much more… tamed.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
He blinks, before taking a breath "Why do you ask, general?"
A bright red and rather muscular dragonborn with a large cloak and and a sheathed greatsword wanders. They look as if they where once respected, but have fallen to a class beyond low in society. His left eye socket scarred and torn, seemingly having some sort of magical scar. Their face is tired and bored, with a strong sense of worry in it.
Grey turns around to look at them, inspecting them calmly.
He waves to Grey, their wave pained. "Hello. What is your name?"
“Grey the Just. You should know me. I’m a general.” He says haughtily.
He blinks "Oh my... sorry! I just... forgot..." The dragonborn looks to Grey
“And who would you be?”
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
He blinks, before taking a breath "Why do you ask, general?"
“Curious.”
"I was once a soldier... I... think..."
“You think?” He scoffs. “You either were or weren’t.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
"Fair point." He shrugs and shakes the jug a little bit. "Got something for you. I heard you were tired of the vinegar wine and piss beer you were selling the commoners. I've got something nice and cheap for you. Made it myself. The kind of kick you won't find even in your expensive stuff."
Bill grumbles something about piss beer and then nods. “Lemme taste it first.”
He pushes the jug forward. "All yours, man."
Bill turns around to hide his face and cautiously takes a sip of the ale.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
“Well, now the world is much more… tamed.”
“You could say that much.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
“You think?” He scoffs. “You either were or weren’t.”
He sighs, trying desperately not to yell at the general
“Don’t sigh at me!”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
“Well, now the world is much more… tamed.”
“You could say that much.”
“I could. My job is boring.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
“Well, now the world is much more… tamed.”
“You could say that much.”
“I could. My job is boring.”
“Haven’t found anyone who puts up a fight, huh?”
“No.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
“You think?” He scoffs. “You either were or weren’t.”
He sighs, trying desperately not to yell at the general
“Don’t sigh at me!”
"Sorry, general" He is trying more desperately not to yell at him
“Thank you. What is your name?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
“And who would you be?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"Sudrith Umbyrad." He holds a torn part of a banner
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“And how did you get the banner?” He asks accusingly.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
He blinks, before taking a breath "Why do you ask, general?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Curious.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
He pushes the jug forward. "All yours, man."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
*cut with bananer*
”Just curious of how the time are changing. I was trained to be efficient in holy magic during the climax of the crusades.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Well, now the world is much more… tamed.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"I was once a soldier... I... think..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“You think?” He scoffs. “You either were or weren’t.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
He sighs, trying desperately not to yell at the general
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Bill turns around to hide his face and cautiously takes a sip of the ale.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“You could say that much.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Don’t sigh at me!”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“I could. My job is boring.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“Haven’t found anyone who puts up a fight, huh?”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“No.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"Sorry, general" He is trying more desperately not to yell at him
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
It's very strong. Moonshine for sure. Pretty good, but still moonshine. "I'm trying to get into brewing. I've got a custom still and everything."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Forever burdenless and terminally live!
“Thank you. What is your name?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!