Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*I’ve just got Chloe.* Chloe is exploring the Vaskar dungeon.
*The dungeon hasn't been found yet. This got a lil more wing it than I thought it would be, sorry.*
*Then what was the secret room I created?*
*Oh uhhhhh you didn't ask me permission to run my dungeon. Even if you're a mod, dungeons belong to the people who introduce them. The only exception to this is the training dungeon. If people give you permission and share the rough overview of what they want from the dungeon, then you can, but I don't recall doing that. Correct me if I'm wrong though, my memory is super bad. Should've added this to the rules earlier.*
*If you mean the Jallix dungeon, then that's the Jallix dungeon.
*Oh shoot sorry. I thought that there were several dungeons inside the library, the Vaskar/Mannith and Jallix. I didn’t give you my outline, so sorry. My plan was to have several entrances to the Vaskar/Mannith dungeon throughout the school, each with their own puzzle, both inside and out, and for it to be a second secret library below the school, with shrines to various gods throughout.*
*Okay, if you could PM me more details that'd be great. But the Vaskar dungeon is my dungeon (unless you're talking about something different, since mine is only Vaskar, not Mannith), so I'd prefer if the entrances (entrance in my plan) was controlled by me as well.*
*Ok. I’ll PM it to you later. This is the Raven and the Dove dungeon.*
*🙂↕️, if you need a name to call it, the Library of House Vaskar would be my preferred choice.*
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
"Isn't this school like... made of magic or something? The people who run the school are rich. They can like, do whatever."
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
"Isn't this school like... made of magic or something? The people who run the school are rich. They can like, do whatever."
"And you do that for every single book in here?" He gestures at the high, labrynthine walls"
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
"Isn't this school like... made of magic or something? The people who run the school are rich. They can like, do whatever."
"And you do that for every single book in here?" He gestures at the high, labrynthine walls"
"Well... I dunno. There has to be some way of doing this less archaic than these books!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Thros is in the library, reading some fighting manual
*Uhhhh who do I pick uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
Morgana is wandering the library, looking around confused.
He notices. "Hey! I uhh.. I never got your name..."
"Oh! It's Morgana. Uh. Weird question, but what is this place? A kid told me this was a library, but this isn't like any library I've seen."
"It is. Far as I can tell this place is unique. I'm thros"
"Huh. Really? What are these rectangular prisms then?" She pulls a book off the wall. "I swear, this place just keeps getting weirder..."
He chuckles "oh, those? Books. Wait, what did you expect?"
"... Book? What? I was expecting neutral hard drives, like what civilized people use! What even is a 'book'?"
"It's where you write stuff down so other people can read it. The hell is a... What was it... Neutral hard drive?"
*ack typo meant neural*
"It's when you directly place information or stories from your mind onto a catalyst? It's only one of the most efficient ways to store information! Wait- writing? What... what's that?"
"That's... Interesting. Writing is how people put down their ideas in paper" he opens the book and points "see?"
"... Not really. Why would you put it on paper?"
"...so you can store it?"
"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
"Isn't this school like... made of magic or something? The people who run the school are rich. They can like, do whatever."
"And you do that for every single book in here?" He gestures at the high, labrynthine walls"
"Well... I dunno. There has to be some way of doing this less archaic than these books!"
"... Really? What do any of these even say? How am I supposed to understand all these random scribbles?"
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"... Really? What do any of these even say? How am I supposed to understand all these random scribbles?"
"Like I said, I'm not a magic guy, so I can't read this spell, but shouldn't you understand magic writings?"
"Well, yeah! ... I mean, I don't really write magic, so I dunno if I'd be able to read it either..."
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"... Really? What do any of these even say? How am I supposed to understand all these random scribbles?"
"Like I said, I'm not a magic guy, so I can't read this spell, but shouldn't you understand magic writings?"
"Well, yeah! ... I mean, I don't really write magic, so I dunno if I'd be able to read it either..."
"Yeah I guess you wouldn't need to as a sorcerer. But don't they make you memorize spells in Madernis?"
"... They make us what."
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"... Really? What do any of these even say? How am I supposed to understand all these random scribbles?"
"Like I said, I'm not a magic guy, so I can't read this spell, but shouldn't you understand magic writings?"
"Well, yeah! ... I mean, I don't really write magic, so I dunno if I'd be able to read it either..."
"Yeah I guess you wouldn't need to as a sorcerer. But don't they make you memorize spells in Madernis?"
"... They make us what."
"I assume you need to memorize a spell to cast it, don't they get you to memorize more? We're drilled in manuvers in jallix"
"... You need to memorize spells to cast them...? Dang. Living here sucks."
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Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Morgana snatches the spellbook. "Oy! New guy! Can ya read this?"
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"But like... why not something more efficient? ... What does that even say?" She squints with all her eyes at the open book.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*🙂↕️, if you need a name to call it, the Library of House Vaskar would be my preferred choice.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Looks like a spell. I'm not great at reading those. What would be more efficient?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Direct neural transmissions. Or even just using magic!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"And how would you make that work? Someone has to cast those spells"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Well, just take the information in the text, and hook it into a telepathy spell or whatever it's called here and just send information into someones brain."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Okay, but you'd need to pump a lot of magic into that to keep it up and running"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Isn't this school like... made of magic or something? The people who run the school are rich. They can like, do whatever."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"And you do that for every single book in here?" He gestures at the high, labrynthine walls"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Well... I dunno. There has to be some way of doing this less archaic than these books!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Archaic? This is modern technology"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*Cut with Capatin*
"... Really? What do any of these even say? How am I supposed to understand all these random scribbles?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Like I said, I'm not a magic guy, so I can't read this spell, but shouldn't you understand magic writings?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"Well, yeah! ... I mean, I don't really write magic, so I dunno if I'd be able to read it either..."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Yeah I guess you wouldn't need to as a sorcerer. But don't they make you memorize spells in Madernis?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"... They make us what."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
I walk into the library. "What is going on here?"
- Igglywiv the Wizard
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I played every class, now playing every sub-class.
You would not believe how much AuDHD helps with creating campaigns!
"I assume you need to memorize a spell to cast it, don't they get you to memorize more? We're drilled in manuvers in jallix"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"... You need to memorize spells to cast them...? Dang. Living here sucks."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Morgana snatches the spellbook. "Oy! New guy! Can ya read this?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!