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2 yrs ago
Current Smarty Jones... Just... Consider removing the 'Smarty' part of your name if you're going to try and kick up a side-argument here, there's no reason for that. Otherwise, let's just move on.
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2 yrs ago
People don't tend to think about rules when in disputes. Instead, just point out that whoever stops arguing first gets to see the other make a fool of themselves if they going after it all stopped.
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2 yrs ago
The best part about being on the Guild this long is that nowadays, I can sit back and chuckle as the newcomers try to start a fight an instead get all the old hands ganging up on them. Popcorn for me.
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3 yrs ago
Got my first covid vaccination today. I was terrified, but the staff there were very well trained and things went well.
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3 yrs ago
Every few minutes playing Mass Effect: Legendary Edition, I tear up from the memories. It's not often you get a game that truly pulls at the same heartstrings as your childhood playthrough's once did.
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Skye couldn't believe it. The man was not taking the bandits seriously, almost treating them like children in some sort of game. Can we just pause for a second and help me out here? She fought not to laugh. Whoever he was, he wasn't the brightest, it appeared. He seemed so strong, but perhaps his weakness was his intelligence, or his perception of threats.

Whatever it was, Skye could think of it later. She had to save herself from being robbed first, and talking with the bandits would get her nowhere. As the horses galloped closer, she released an arrow, and had the satisfaction of seeing it plunge into the chest of the leading rider. She changed targets, missing the second rider but hitting the third horse thanks to the tight group they were travelling in.

It only took a second longer for the riders to close in, and they didn't hesitate. Seeing that their next prey were actually fighting against them, they were inclined to kill for whatever they wanted to steal. They attempted to slash at the man in armour, and Skye herself had a horseman ride past her, missing her by an inch.
The man's words of sudden anger made her shudder a little. She wanted to be brave, to stand strong, but it seemed almost impossible when he who she faced looked to be stronger in durability and strength than a tree. As such, she took the man's words of putting away weapons as more of an order than a pleasantry. "F-Fine," Skye said, still downcast.

Skye turned and began to walk back the way she came, back to Avalon. As she walked, she could not help but worry. The man was so aggressive, so rude and mean, he clearly meant to hurt someone or something. Was taking him back to town really such a good idea? What if he sought to slaughter everyone there?

Even so, she had little choice. Skye began to quiver as she walked, knowing that she would be the one blamed for taking him into town. And she couldn't mislead him, if he found out she was lying... Skye didn't want to think about what could happen.

Taking the man the shortest route, Skye quickly found the road and walked, silent. She wasn't going to say a word to the man, not any more. She was going to take him to Avalon, and then tell the guards. She had a few friends, thanks to her father's past military connections, in the guards who would make sure that the man was locked up for a long time.

After a short walk, Skye heard the galloping of horses from behind her. She turned, and even from the short distance away could pick out the apparel of a bandit. She relayed this to he whom she was accompanying with the single word, "Bandits!" She unslung her bow, and prepared to fire.
I suppose. But there's nothing much here apart from fields.
I posted, by the way.
Skye fought to keep her fear off of her face. The man did not care one bit about her arrows. As far as she could see, she didn't even dent his armour. "You think this is a game?" Skye asked, once he was done speaking. She took a deep breath, lowering her bow just slightly. "I understand I might have been a little hasty with my arrow, but you're the one that flew here in your ship, which I don't believe by the way, as ships cannot fly, creating a racket that probably scared off my food for the next few days."

"And also, I do not respect you landing here, and upon first meeting me acting so rude, referring to me as bullshit, and then asking me to point you to a space port or be shot. What is a space port? And what are you going to shoot me with, I see no arrows nor a bow."

Skye's eyes suddenly turned downcast. "I just don't understand. Why have you arrived so... Aggressive? So mean? Have you come to take our lands? To enslave us? Are you a warlord, or a king's scout?"
Ahhh, okay. I don't get much snow either.
Do you get any snow?
Heh, I live in Scotland. More specifically, Aberdeen. Here, there are two seasons. Winter and July.
Sounds okay. I actually enjoy the rain pattering on my window, kinda calming, unless it messes up something like my electricity or whatever. I just went out for our annual Christmas family gathering. Was fun.
No problem. I should have a post up fairly soon. How was Christmas?
Well, she's wearing something along the lines of the image in the hider. That, with the face of my character, and usually with the thing covering her face up to her nose down.
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