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1 yr ago
Current It's alive!
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3 yrs ago
Quick everyone, PM Mahz with your wishlist for Guild updates and new features. The more the better. In fact, send him a PM about it every day. Make that every hour. Chop chop!
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3 yrs ago
Welcome back, Hecate!
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4 yrs ago
To all the homies in Florida -- stay safe out there. Now is not the time to wrangle an alligator and surf it down the flooded streets. I know, it's hard to resist the urge.
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4 yrs ago
Calling all ELDEN RING players: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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On the old version of the Guild I was the record holder for 'Most Infraction Points Without Being Permabanned'.

My primary roleplaying genres are fantasy and science fiction. Big fan of The Elder Scrolls, The Lord of the Rings, Warhammer 40,000, Mass Effect, Fallout and others.

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@Hank You got banned? The only person I remember getting banned is Nat and Actraiser.


Then I don't think you've been around long enough.
my god i just reminisced about my own spam entrance.

i was fucking terrorized.


I think I was banned back then, wasn't I?
@Buddha Or ye olde classic 'Hottentottententententoonstelling'.

Welcome, @asanono!
I WANT TO JOIN GENUINE OCCULT FOR RICHESS AND FORTUNE


Well, that's certainly new.
I'll wait on @Dervish to bring Cedric into motion before I do anything else.
Satisfied with her silent obedience, Gregor nodded and continued in a less threatening tone. "I'm glad we understand each other, Loka. As long as you do as I say there will be no need for me to treat you as I would any other one of your kind." He put his hat back on his black, swept-back hair and motioned for Loka to follow him. Gregor left the circular chamber back the way he came; through the long, dark corridor.

Gregor kept a slower pace than he normally would, allowing Loka to keep up with him. He sincerely doubted she'd had much room to move around since her capture and it was obvious from the way she walked that it hurt to stand on her legs. Despite himself, Gregor felt a pang of pity for the woman. As much as he hated those who dabbled in things they should stay well clear of, he always gave his enemies a quick death. This torture that the Templars had inflicted on Loka was appalling. Annoyed, Gregor suppressed the feeling.

"Tell me about Irem Kopt and this Peacock God of yours," Gregor said in an attempt to distract himself. He truthfully knew very little about the place and its culture and this was as good an opportunity to learn more about the world as any.
Gregor listened silently, and was taken aback by her quick and astute assessment of the political nature of the situation. It was true that this had nothing to do with real penitence and that Gregor was as much a pawn in a much bigger game as she was. It was clearly written upon her face that she was scared. No surprises there. Gregor knew that the Templars could be just as horrible as anything he prosecuted on a daily basis. He didn't feel sympathy for her, though -- she was still a witch. Magic was a vile thing, in Gregor's opinion, and he loathed the idea of having this woman use it to help him. Besides, if the general public was to learn that the inquisition used witches for their own purposes, the scandal would be unimaginable. Gregor shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"First of all, you're not going back to that place," he said in a low voice. "You are to come with me and -- Gods above, I hate saying this -- help me. You don't have to understand this. Just know that you're right and that we're both being used."

The inquisitor paused for a few seconds. If they were going to work together, he figured she deserved to know his name and what they were going to do. "My name is Gregor Ravenor Nykerius. I am an inquisitor in the Emperor's employ. It is my duty to root out the gravest threats to the Emperor's rule that exist within Montgarde's borders, and bring them to justice. That normally includes those who practice witchcraft... do you understand, Loka?" The last words came out with a hard edge to them and Gregor practically hissed the woman's name. He moved his left hand and rested it on the pommel of the longsword sheathed at his waist. The implied threat was clear.
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Highly recommend this game. Come join us!
@The Survivor You're thinking of Jorick. He left RPG a while ago. I believe he's currently a moderator somewhere else.

As for myself, I was also one of those unlikable, sarcastic edgelords, but I decided to stop doing that and now I'm a moderator here.
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