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9 yrs ago
Current Wow I couldn't be bothered to do anything this past weekend holy damn.
9 yrs ago
Me: "I can't afford a Nintendo Switch" Also me: "Yes I would like two of every DLC for every game I own please."
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9 yrs ago
I've somehow only watched an hour of youtube in two hours of watching youtube. Man being sick sucks.
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9 yrs ago
Hey, I made my own avatar this time!
9 yrs ago
Finally got my financial aid for college!
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Bio

Name: Burthstone || Zzyriphian

Age: 21

Schooling: 2-Year Degree

Occupation: I wish

Country: United States of America

First Language: English (USA)

Other Languages: Welsh (Introductory)

Preferred Units of Measure: Metric/SI (Imperial accepted)

Most Recent Posts

Hi Caits!

It's 4 AM here!

I really need to go to sleep!
She's very excited Karn's back!

*Hugs Mithera, and gets face clawed off*

*Drops her* Did you like Mithera's love tackles Karn?
Mithera Love Tackles!

And Mayt being late and deciding to skip bothering go back to the guild hall.
Mithera -- Phoenix Wing Guild Hall
Mithera fluttered haphazardly into the guildhall, before zeroing on Karn, and his little form. In seconds Karn would find himself being tackled, and likely playfully stick under Mithera. "Karn! You're back!" She snuggled up to him. "About time you come home! I missed you so much Karn!" She pushed her cheek against Karn's, nuzzling him gently. "And you have a cute new form! That's amazing! What kind of things can it do? It's my size too! That's so cool! Where did you get it?" She nuzzled his cheek again, glad he was back. "I missed you!" She jumped up and down a little, before rolling off him and onto her back, letting him get up again.

Mayt -- Some backwater town, on a job
Mayt sighed softly as a man walked below him, and he dropped down just as the man passed over him, letting the sound of his sword sliding out of its scabbard tell him to turn around. "Excuse me sir, but I couldn't help but notice you have more things than you walked into that house with. A good deal, in fact. You mind returning them before I beat the living shit out of you and give them back anyway?" The cloaked man moved to strike at Mayt, but he was met by the pommel of a sword hitting his nose, causing it to squirt out blood, and knocking him out. Mayt rolled his eyes, leaning down and tying the thief's hands before liberating him of all his stolen goods. "A good punch in the face can work just as well as magic if done right." He turned and walked towards the manor the man had just come from.

As he arrived, he knocked on the door, waiting for a maid to open it and throwing her a small sack. "You'll find that most of those items are missing. I don't know where the rest are, but the local police should find them soon enough. I've apprehended the thief and I'm going to drag him off to jail." The maid gave him a blank stare for a moment, before going to find the reward she was supposed to give to anyone who completed the job, but by the time she got back to the door Mayt had already left, and she could see him dragging the thief off. Blood still trailing from his nose.

As he walked, Mayt looked back at the thief as he dragged him along. As he came to, Mayt sighed softly. "You made me late to something I really didn't want to be late for." The thief groaned softly, not really understanding what was going on. "I really don't appreciate it. You're lucky I'm not a dark guild member, or your head would be on a pike in thirty seconds flat. Assuming I was nice enough to kill you quickly. I have half a mind to drag your ass all the way to Crocus so I don't have to stop to explain who you are, but that would be even more inconvenient in the long run.." The thief chuckled very softly, but then groaned again. Before long Mayt was throwing him at the feet of someone in charge, and stared at him roughly. "This guy is a thief, I don't know where he's been storing what he has been stealing, but that's now your job to find." Mayt moved on past, and soon found himself at the train yard, and he was soon on his way to Crocus. "Freaking hate being late." He murmured softly.
Okay.

Prepare for Mithera love tackles, Karn!

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I know, I know.

Gives puppy

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GAINT SOMBRERO????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Hey, Fox, is Karn still in that demonic cat form? And if there was a pic for it I missed it...
Yeah... I need to post... Nngh.

Tired...

So much watching someone else drive.

Thank god it wasm't me driving.
*Falls out of a car*

I'm here!

*Mutters about a giant sombrero.*
Dylan Caercot, Courier
Dylan pulled back on the reins a tad sharply when he heard a voice call out for him, and Andromeda launched herself several feet into the air before Dylan managed to coax her back down softly. She was certainly jumpy today, but he couldn't exactly blame her. He looked over to the individual who had called out to him, but his eyes ended up fixed on the spear Hugh was carrying, gripping his more tightly, but he tried not to look threatening with it, that would only get him killed. Assuming these people weren't going to try anyway, that was.

Swallowing, Dylan answered Hugh asking who he was. "I'm Dylan Caercot. I'm a courier who just happened to be stopping by this town when I saw, well, this, going on. I assure you I mean no harm." That was the truth, and he pointed to the little emblem on his shoulder that was supposed to confirm this story. "If I may ask, who are you? And why are you here?" Dylan carefully kept his Pegasus partially turned from the group, so he didn't look like he was about to try and run them down. He gently leaned down and whispered to Andromeda that it'd be alright, as she was still acting skiddish.

Looking back up at the group, and the person that had made him top, Dylan wondered what their affiliation was. Were they in with the army? Or just a group of vigilantes who had come to this town to stop bandits. He had heard Hugh say that he didn't have the manner of a bandit, that meant that was who they were looking for. Maybe these were the Reclaimers? Shaking his head imperceptibly, Dylan dismissed that, thinking that the Reclaimers wouldn't be quite this miss-matched and the most unlike anything he had seen in the army. After a soft breath, he held his tongue from speaking. It was likely that Hugh would introduce himself as well as what affiliation he had with the rest of these people.
It's fourth of july here too.

I'm going to bed.

See ya'll sunday, I'm travelling todayorrow and can't post x.x
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