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Alright gave it some thought and I will work on something when I get home later today.
Oh how badly do I wish to do something but the race selection has left me in questions. Some of which I will need to ask ya Thin, when ya get a moment. I am on Steam atm. (18:19 EST 5/25/17)
Hmm. Interesting.
Hay man, I am just here to help. I did the best I could with what ya gave me. Only think I can say that would of gotten me is this: When we where talking about the story lore and Mechanics of the Story ya should of taken that, broken it down and made it accessable for everyone. Then again I had the info as well so we are both at fault for that one.

Anyway I am always happy to help man, you know where to find me on Steam ([DsGN] Mavros Drakos) when your feeling up to making a new one. Just don't get to surprised if I start asking questions man. Remember: Devil is in the Details.
Well, thats more or less up to the people man. They have to decide if they want to keep going and from there, with your help decide whats best for the health of the Thread.

Ya...wish I had more but thats the bare bones of it man.
When it rains it pours, at least that's the old saying anyway.
Well then... the puts things into prospective done it. Here I am just waiting on other people and anew round to post. Also Starcraft 2 en?
Oh if Vert tries Edward will have some words to say to dear old Vert. But thats something else, just take a look into his cold dead eyes love.
Blah, short and too the point.
@Lord Zee
@Thinslayer

Looking down at Erudessa, eyes still closed yet knowing right where she was. It was obvious what she was doing but he didn’t mind. Instead he looked back at his Lady giving her a small nod to assure her safety before noticing the Brute who stood. He was cute, or at least Edward though as he watched the Orc get all huffy all of a sudden. A laugh erupted from him that was both cheerful and at the same time snide.

“I know what you’re doing,” he said with a light tone, before leaning in and whispering dimly, “And I like it.

With that said he leaned back to the flames for warmth. Is attention taken by the off beaten sound of the forest being trampled. Odd but he could feel the vibrations coming at them and yet he didn’t worry, anything could happen out here, and it normally does.

“To answer your questions, he is fine. Still angry at the whole burying us alive thing. No he has moved on but still trying to build what you broke, thanks for that I still owe you for that. As far as the dead go, yes and no. The dead are dead, instead we look to the living to bring back a noble sect. Also Dinner would be lovely right now, I am famished!”

- - -

As the light faded from Tiberius eyes, still clutching the dagger he found his consciousness being wised away, and upon his eyes light returning his soundings were changed. No longer was he in the dark woods from which his physical body now lay in slumber. Instead he found himself at a lake's edge in a clearing, off in the distance a city filled with light on the other side of the Lake. The City he might of recognized as the Capital City of the Elves Rule. Yet it felt different, like a ghost town besides the light coming from it. Just a stone's throw away he could see a Bonfire burning, blue in hue with a lone woman resting by its gaze.

Beside her rested a skull, but not human like her, instead it was that of a Transendant’s. Her armor matching the same color pattern all the way down to the hands and feet, but she was Human in Ornamental Armor. Lifting a Hand she waved to him, the sound of scaled armor clanking slightly as she waved.

“I have been here a while, Tiberius. Seems you're at the end of your rope dear. Would you like to have a rest? I have food and drink.”

Nothing felt hostel, nothing at all, in fact everything felt calm and collected. As he stood there he could see more people like him, only the difference between him and the spirits around being they had visible wounds and lacerations one could tell where self inflicted. The Spirit’s didn’t acknowledge or even make any kind notion that the two were even there. Instead they just marched further north along some kind path leading to beyond where those who committed suicide were taken by the Reaper’s will.
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