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    1. Jollan 12 yrs ago

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6 yrs ago
Current doing trade school online is like reading about a sport and expecting to be able to play it without practice.
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7 yrs ago
Trade > bachelors
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8 yrs ago
Desire to type "git gud" intensifies...
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8 yrs ago
okay, watched the first episode of goblin slayer, not nearly as bad as what it was made out to be. Still a bit depressing but hey, saved 2 of 4 rookies, coulda been worse.
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8 yrs ago
So i figured out, as much as id love the equivalent of an anime doom guy slaying goblins, i dont like seeing the lovely anime chicas catch a case of the mutilation.

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Why hello, you little stalker. As you can see above I have recorded your visit for potential future stalking purposes. In that list you may find some other recent stalking victims. You may wonder, "Oh no! I've been caught! Whatever shall I do! What will become of me!" Well... I can assure you nothing....as in really...nothing. Except the fact that you may have wasted a precious few moments of your life with this bio. In this, I can say for every person that reads this, I have stolen that moment in your life that you could have been doing something else. Anything really.....Are you still here? Shouldn't you...I don't know, be posting in one of your RPs? I'm sure somebody is waiting for your response, it might even be me. You are procrastinating aren't you? I know I am. At the very moment I typed this I was supposed to be writing papers for class. See? Now I've been wasting time on both our accounts. Look what you made me do.

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Ok, that is enough stalking...

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There really isn't anything else here...

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I'm gonna call the police...

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(What's the number for 9-1-1?)

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side note I put 200 million jewels to roughly equal to 2 million us dollars, because I based it on a wiki that said 100 jewels is close to $1.
"Thank you." Dremmick took the medicine and nodded his appreciation. "I would say that would be a hard accusation to make, considering how we know about him. He has been my teammate for years, and there are still things I don't know, things that don't add up." He took a drink of the medicated water and was slightly surprised to find that it still tasted like normal water. "Unlike his sister, he never showed his emotions, or even talked much when it wasn't necessary. Any time we actually had a real conversation about something that wasn't a mission, he would be called for counseling. I don't know where the siblings are from, their exact age, if they have any other family, anything. I could talk to Terra, but she would never give me a real answer. That's one of the reasons why I think there is more to this mission than what they are telling me. He never seems to be allowed to be human, and he's kept on a much tighter leash then me or his sister." He downed the rest of the glass and set it on the table. He pulled a piece of paper from his shirt and laid it on the table. "If you want to help, I guess you should see the wanted poster." The poster showed, to the best of the artist's abilities, a sketch of Ander due to the lack of an actual photo. The price, was outrageous. "They are even offering a 200 mil jewels for his head, and 300 mil for his capture. So they are pretty desperate."
Dremmick looked down at his arm and saw how the wraps had a few red spots showing up on it. "I would be much obliged. You don't have to worry about the wraps though, I can take care of that." He looked her over for a moment. "Your powers are actually much like that of Ander's, with a few differences mind you."
"Thank you," he said sheepishly as the people helped him up. the tumble reopened some of the stitching in his arm and he started to bleed s little again. "Ah, blast it all. I can hardly move. I hate to ask, but would I be able to stay a night here? I promise to not to be a burden."
seemed like a juicy post to me, but it did confuse me at first. I didn't know the character changed in the second paragraph so that threw me for a loop. try typing "---" when you change characters so that it does this:
and can clearly divide the characters up.

Aside form that, very interesting post!
"Well, I'd assume he is trying to do what that one mage was trying to do today, gather the powers of the dragonslayers and sacrifice himself to lift the masters curse. To be honest, he is probably the only person who could do it without taking the lives of innocent dragonslayers to do it. His power lets him even extract the powers from a dragonslayer, even though he can't use them. It's because of this fact that he won't have to sacrifice anyone but himself. My guess is that he'll like to take her by surprise. I know he has a water dragonslayer crystal already. He still needs an earth type, fire type, and wind type dragonslayer's power."

Dremmick slumped in his chair, "But the best thing to do now would be to get some rest, and I have a ways to go if I want to get any. Nearest HQ is a bit outside of town and if I want to get there before the sun rises, I should probably be off." He went to stand up when he realized one small problem. he had been here so long, that the medicines he took to alleviate the pain of his arm had worn off, and it along with the pest of his body was stressed with outputting so much energy today. He stumbled a little when he got up from his chair and he slammed against the wall in an attempt to prop himself up. but it failed and he fell the rest of the way. "Whuh-whoa! UHG!.....Aww crap... You all might not be able to help a guy up now would you?"
"Thank you," he said and again with a slight bow. He cam inside and pulled his hood back and his muffler away from his face, feeling secure since these people already recognized him. He paced for a moment before starting. "You may want to sit down, this may take a bit."

"The man that appeared before you today was a fugitive named Ander Greaves. He used to be a jailer, much like myself. In fact, me, him and his sister Terra were a recon team together. However, a couple of months ago, a series of events, that for some reason has been held confidential even from me, had caused him to be branded a traitor and locked up. When it came time for his hearing, he was found guilty and sentenced to the master's curse while they were to discuss about how to deal with him. The rest...," he paused shaking his head slowly, "was chaos... Apperently, they had already had enough evidence prepared to ready the curse and use it once he was declared guilty, but at the moment the arrow was fired, Terra jumped in the way, taking the curse herself...," Dremmick sat down on a chair close to where he had originally started pacing, the memories had obviously been weighing heavy on his mind.

"Ander tried to escape with his unconscious sister. When they retrieved her from him, he had already killed three generals trying to defend her. To end the fight, the leader instead banished Ander from the vicinity, sending him far away so that there would be no more bloodshed. Terra is still under the curse because she interfered. Now, because he was on my team, I am tasked on finding him and bringing him back to tun him in. But...," He quickly checked the windows, "I'm not so certain. I think there is more to what is going on. And if one of my theories is correct, he may be coming back for you." Dremmick finished, nodding toward Crystal.
Ander made it to Era by nightfall, traveling with relative ease as he skated across the sky. If his sources were correct,and they normally were, there should be an earth dragonslayer in this town somewhere. He pulled out a small pouch that was attached to his belt. When he flipped it open there was one brilliantly blue, palm lengthened crystal in one of the four leather slots. "Just hold on a little bit longer," Ander said under his breath, "I'm coming for ya." He flipped the pouch closed and attached it back yo his belt and landed, continuing into town on foot.
"Good evening, madam." Dremmick said with a small bow, "I'm terribly sorry to disturb you all, but I was wondering if I may trouble you and some your fellow guild mates with some questions. And, if I am able, answer a few of your own as well." Even though the door was open, he did not make a move to go inside without being invited, that would be rude. It was the same principle that had him knocking in the first place. Though he was tired and could do with some rest, the matter at hand was forcing him to try to work as fast as possible. He would have to make his way back to an encampment after here. After a good night's sleep, he should be able to heal himself completely. But the nearest jailer encampment was so far, he doubted he would make it to one by morning.
You could just try checking up at night before you go to bed, or in the morning when you wake up. I'm pretty busy between school and work and doing it this way works fine around the crazy schedule.
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