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8 yrs ago
Current Seeya next week, Guild. Signing off.
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8 yrs ago
Merry Christmas
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8 yrs ago
Elder Scrolls RP, now with the Creation Club!
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8 yrs ago
It's happening again. I have been visited by a soviet mad scientist, a king, a penguin prince of darkness, a house plant god thing, a mystical ancient member, a tired reaper (thank god) + a greeting.
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8 yrs ago
For the same reason Rome 2 was attacked by thousands of players who don't know what they're talking about. lleeeeeeemmmmings
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Whattr' you stairin' at.

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Right now it's the four instructors, as far as I know.
Checking in for activity.
Artholath heard screams coming from the west side of the slums. There wasn’t much that could harm him - and it was more than likely brigands or an accident that caused the screams anyways. He continued walking, but kept aware, just in case.
Artholath walked into a slum. It hardly surprised him; humans had a tendency to live the most awful lives he had ever seen. Except, of course, what lives his brothers must be living, but that was a different topic altogether.

He heard some activity in the slums around him. It was quieter than he expected, but he continued along the rather pitiful road ahead.

Artholath lazily watched some children run by his bench in a small town just east of the one Feon just entered. His mind was still on the volcano that he tried to breach not long ago, even with is newfound purpose. A thought popped into his mind that he had been wondering for the past twenty years.

The question isn’t what I will do when I find her… but how I will find her.

He frowned, not noticing that the person who walked out of the inn besides him put on a coat due to the unusually cold weather. He had heard of the servant’s existence, of course, but he had nothing to go on as to what he was looking for. Tall? Short? Human? Wood Elf? Fiery dragon?

Where to go next… where…

Westwards, then.

He got up off the bench, leaving a very cold spot behind, and walked down the road out of town.
Well, I'm not entirely sure where to land mine, so I'm waiting right now for other characters to get rolling; having a demon with some nasty powers appear right there in the town doesn't leave much room for things to build up :P.
Take your time... no shame at helping a friend...
Ah, well, I could always expand on races, the kingdom's history... :)
If you want me to expand a section of my lore or want to give me something to "lore" about, I'm open and warmed up :).
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