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  • Old Guild Username: Jack Syndicate
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    1. Geoffrey Silt 12 yrs ago

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11 yrs ago
Current Things are looking up! DbZ RP and everything!
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11 yrs ago
I have needlessly dicked around at night. G fkin G

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i was kinda in limbo for a bit, I will post soon I guess...
I am indeed feeling much better. Just a bit of stuff that needs getting out of my system!
Didn't I say I was.......This seems oddly familiar.
Possibly. But I don't want it to be!!!!
Man I need to get on a computer to do this. Mobile phones are not cutting it for the amount I want to put in.
Ji reaching the top pulled his bow. But nothing was there, not anybody, the temple in ruins and the only thing left lefr, a Greybeard. He gasped, realizing he was much to late, and that he couldn't help. He closed his eyes as he listened to the man's final words, a simple nod, as the Dunmar reached the top he stood and turned.

" Isra Paleface he said. We need to find Isra Paleface. They will know what to do." he said as he sighed, and dropped his gaze to the ground. He was to late, unable to help. Nothing he could have done to save anybody. He sighed once more, drawing his bow. We need to find whoever Isra is! And quickly! he shouted putting his bow away.

He looked across the wreckage that was High Hrothgar. All of that work, just to watch a man die. He knew he himself wouldn't find anything, and stealing a bunch of dead people's stuff wasn't what he did. Slowly he began a walk towards the bottom of the mountain. He sighed, printing the name in his head. Isra Paleface. Who were they, what could they do? Better yet, how could they help.
Ji nodded before finally deciding somebody else would get the watch, after having listened to the Breton speak. A nice sleep, and then sudden cracks of sound, shouting, everything happening at once! Ji awoke quickly. He looked through his stuff, having lost a lock pick he looked around, hearing the loudest shouts he had ever heard. The Dunmar shouted and screamed only enhancing the noise. And then an avalanche washing over the small group.

Ji awoke again, his bag gripped in his arms, this time it was worse the Dunmar was once again shouting, and Ji was once again freezing cold and his ears throbbed in pain. He hadn't a wonder why he wasn't deafened by the shouts. Dragons seen and the colors of shouts seemed to trickle through the sky. He looked through his stuff once again before looking to the dunmar and nodding.

He saw that some hadn't yet awoken, but he he had seent that the one he conversed with was alright, looking to his left and right he took his bow in one hand and took a breath. He quickly ran past the group as fast as he could up the mountain. He couldn't risk being to late, and chatting would only slow him down. He bolted up the mountainside, as fast as he could. They weren't far from the Greybeards as the sounds seemed to be near fueling him to continue his trek. He slowly began to tire, but he wasn't stopping till he reached the top and helped the Greybeards.
Meeeeeeeh. I will join it, a few tweaks here and there. *if it is gas infecting people, howo do you escaoe it. Do we just have gas masks?*
I will do my best to stay as active as I can. In my current form I am able to be much more active.
I am in. But why does it have to be seven years war? Just a question.
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