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7 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
7 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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8 yrs ago
It does.
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8 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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8 yrs ago
I lived the land of no internet
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Bristlebane stand up yawning, "Alright time to look for clues. Detective style!" he said excitedly and began looking for anything that could help. Most notably tracks would be helpful but perhaps something else would give it away. After a bit of fruitless searching he pulled out a magnifying glass to look closer, you know, just in case. He wondered just how many trolls there were. Maybe they should just split up and search the forest. Or maybe he had something in his cloak for just this occasion, you never knew really.
All a part of the process.
Verily, thanks for the tactful delivery.
Bruh you're taking the idiom too far, besides we always have the obvious NPC option.
Think we should cross that bridge when we get there. No guarantee everyone will make it that far.
The silver streaker's warning came just in time to alert Vargas of the incoming attack. He jumped backwards and summoned his golem, causing the arm to hit his golem if anything as Vargas made some room. Deciding that staying on the possibly unstable structure was unwise Vargas made his way to another building and looked at the situation again. It looked like there were some more players nearby, one of them even looked like he had fire works but more importantly Mr. Silver was now attacking the monster's head, quite impressively really.

Vargas shouted, "Hell Bolt" hurled a flaming spear through the beastie's left arm, an ethereal crimson strand tying it to one of the buildings. Though the ability probably wouldn't be as effective on such a powerful monster it should at least stun the limb when the tether was broken and he would activate it again as soon as the creature attempted to use that limb to attack. After this he would need to back off and probably switch to a more helpful summon, his golem was meant for tanking but against something this powerful even it would be killed easily so a DPS focused summon would be more logical
Ryneld turned at the feeling of the ash brushing against his skin and the sound of a cough to see the redhead beginning some sort of acrobatic maneuver and soar over them in an impressive leap. It certainly was faster than walking. Ryneld took out a flask and turned facing the two slower members, "If either of you have need of water you can have a drink." He looked at the leaping girl and simply shook his head before continuing after her, albeit more slowly at a reasonable walking pace. The water flask was held loosely in his right hand.
Zenia gave a knowing sigh, she had really doubted the Russian would give up so easily and his words proved it. Come on though, Kneel Evil? That was pushing it a little in her opinion, though there was always the chance she was horrendously mistranslating. Given that she stood no chance in a fight what so ever, maybe she could land a kick or two but if her asthma acted up she was done, Zenia opted to jump over the fancy sofa and hope the russian won. After all she couldn't do much one way or the other. It was a shame really, she didn't think there was any way this could turn out well, and she had so wanted to learn more about these 'crystal rivers'. Being captured probably wouldn't even have been that bad honestly. Oh well, all she could do was hide and hope for the best.
Bristlebane had stealthily been reaching for a bottle of syrup to store for later when he was yanked of his feet by the sudden pressure on his neck. "H-hey, I was coming." He didn't bother getting up and let himself be dragged mumbling unintelligible words under his breath the whole time. Then he noticed the newcomer, newcomers needed presents. Bristlebane hurriedly rummaged through his pockets before finally finding something suitable before he was dragged out the door. "Newcomers get presents!" he shouted and threw a bag at Alexandre hoping he would catch it.

"That bag generates food endless, and randomly, if you use blood magic you gotta keep yourself feddd!" the last word trailed off as Bristlebane was dragged out of view. He hoped the new guy would like his present, mostly the bag just gave him beans. Lots and lots of beans. Bristlebane didn't even like beans, maybe the bag would treat the newcomer nicer. He leaned back and looked up at Aiden who was remarkably kind enough to keep carrying him, "Where is this questy thingy anyway?" he asked curious to know where they were going.

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Krysthane, Yay learning.


Krysthane wrote down the required homework in her planner and quickly made her was to history eager to see what the lesson was today. As usual it looked like everyone was bored before the lesson even began. Krysthane at the very least enjoyed history, and honestly most of her classes. Looking around for a seat she didn't really see anyone she recognized, Sephia was here but she was sitting with someone else and Krysthane didn't want to intrude so she found a seat by herself and set up her desk for the lesson, notebook already out, the music incident already forgotten.
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