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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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Good plan my friend!
In forgot to mention!
Everyone mysteriously speaks and understand English!
They will not realize that they are not speaking or hearing their native language. They will assume that everyone is speaking and their native language.
Everyone mysteriously speaks and understand English!
They will not realize that they are not speaking or hearing their native language. They will assume that everyone is speaking and their native language.
It's OK tip! Busy time for many!
So yeah, gisk, just pretend it is in the past and we can go back to it when tip gets back!
So yeah, gisk, just pretend it is in the past and we can go back to it when tip gets back!
She talked about posting a while ago.
Maybe she is just tied up this weekend.
If you don't wait she has the ghost to work with still when she gets back.
Or we can say what is happening is back in time a bit. Write that the two of you slide in almost late and when she comes back continue the scene as a flash back.
Maybe she is just tied up this weekend.
If you don't wait she has the ghost to work with still when she gets back.
Or we can say what is happening is back in time a bit. Write that the two of you slide in almost late and when she comes back continue the scene as a flash back.
I'm not sure....
lalalala. How is everyone doing this weekend?
Dustin nodded to the stranger. Another native, one she had not seen before. She should be sorry that his first impression of their town was so gruesome. But she was not. It was better that he saw the truth early on.
She accepted his help. "Yeah, they would not, but the barkeep will pay us in whiskey." When the last of the bodies were moved she brushed the dry blood from her hands.
She was not sure what to say to the man. She would have left him to his business, but, there was something about him that reminded her of home. She had not felt that in a long time. She had forgotten how much she yearned to return to a place that no longer existed.
Funny how things that weren't real had so much power.
"You just get here today?" She asked casually. "I'm Dustin. Tracker mostly. You know your way around yet?"
She accepted his help. "Yeah, they would not, but the barkeep will pay us in whiskey." When the last of the bodies were moved she brushed the dry blood from her hands.
She was not sure what to say to the man. She would have left him to his business, but, there was something about him that reminded her of home. She had not felt that in a long time. She had forgotten how much she yearned to return to a place that no longer existed.
Funny how things that weren't real had so much power.
"You just get here today?" She asked casually. "I'm Dustin. Tracker mostly. You know your way around yet?"
Teacher is here! Woot woot!
Moriah had never been to New Zealand. Nor had she she any idea what Lord of the Rings was or a Maori. Instead of letting on any of that, she listened quietly and nodded when it seemed appropriate.
She turned her head to a sound, the sound of steps.
It was professor Sadria Quinn arriving. She walked through the threshold, back straight eyes studying each student.
She walked toward the chalkboard. She writes on it 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' then her own name Professor Quinn. She turns to the class.
"Good afternoon. I understand that the Dungeons are a bit hazardous to traverse. I will forgive tardiness today only. I will give your absent classmates a few more minutes before we begin."
She turned her head to a sound, the sound of steps.
It was professor Sadria Quinn arriving. She walked through the threshold, back straight eyes studying each student.
She walked toward the chalkboard. She writes on it 'Defense Against the Dark Arts' then her own name Professor Quinn. She turns to the class.
"Good afternoon. I understand that the Dungeons are a bit hazardous to traverse. I will forgive tardiness today only. I will give your absent classmates a few more minutes before we begin."
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