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    1. Jollan 10 yrs ago

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4 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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5 yrs ago
Trade > bachelors
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5 yrs ago
Desire to type "git gud" intensifies...
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6 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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6 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.

Bio



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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The Temple


Valia nodded with a smile to Allanon, "Then we shall wait here, if you believe it best. Wandering around may only have us caught off guard." She walked over to a bench inside the hall and sat. While her leg was healed, she couldn't say she wasn't tired, no matter how much she would deny it. Soon, the frail looking priest returned, giving a short bow to the two in greeting.

"I have sent a messenger to the Sworn Spirits, I'm sure Allard will be happy to accommodate you, sir, and Madame Valia should you need proper rest," he started. "If there is anyone in this town that we can trust to keep anyone safe, it's Allard. In his youth, he was predicted to become the next chieftain, before he decided to settle down with a family instead. He will be happy to help."

"Thank you priest, but until this matter is solved, I think it's best I help our new friend, it's the least I could do for him saving me," Valia said. "Allanon, If you wish, maybe it is better if we waited there? probably more comfortable too- oh, hello there," Valia aid as she noticed a Ren approach them. Valia stood up in surprise when Ren mentioned the bounty, and seemed to recognize Allanon. "Allanon, do you know this woman?" she inquired. If he did, then that was great, but if not, she was a bit worried on just how much this person knew. Valia was already behind Allanon from the angle Ren came in.

Sworn Souls Tavern and Inn


"Oi! Ferrin! Prepare sum rum n' curry, ma boy!" Allard called to presumably his son in the back, which was followed by a, "Yes, father!" from the kitchen confirming him as such. It wasn't long before Allard brought the food and drink out, carefully setting it down in front of Kistal. "There ya are. Hope it's to yur likin'. It's strange traveler, normally I'm full of customers by now. Somethin' don't feel quite right. I 'ave a few regulars who ya could depend on bein 'ere when the sun is high. Haven't seen em yet." Just then, the doors to the tavern opened. Allard at first looked up with a greeting smile, though it turned to confusion rather quickly.

"Papa," Said the girl a she made er way across the tavern floor to the bar. "There has been some trouble in town..." She seemed a bit nearvous, and even glanced at Kistal a few times mostly in curiosity. But there was enough on her mind at the moment

"Hilde? What are ya doin' back from temple so early? What happened at the temple?" Allard asked, concntrating on his daughter's words.

"It's Madame Valia, she was attacked! A man found her and brought her to the temple for healing. She is fine now, but the priest wanted me to ask if it was alright she stayed here for a while. Until they figure out what is going on..." His daughter tried to explain.

Allard as already nodding, "O'coarse! We can get a room ready fur her and make sure the windows are squared away so not even a drop of water can get through. I'll make sure nobody else lays a hand on 'er." Allard was quiet for a moment. "Ta think someone would go an do a thing like that....and Valia of all people.... Hilde, I want you ta call it a day at tha temple. Wash up n' fix yurself sum dinner, then come tell me everything that's been going on," He gave her a warm smile and waved her off. Hilde nodded and started to make her way around the counter to go towards the back. Allard passed a withering glance to Kistal, "I don't always like it when I'm right."
"Wha-what?" Nix exclaimed, taking a step back from the counter, red faced. THough it seems that Bidzil was just as shocked at Perta's 'dating' statement. "N-no! That h-hasn't crossed my mind at all! Shes too uppity..." Bidzil stated as a rebuttal, cheeks slightly red as he crossed his arms. I was just wanting to know if she was around to play, but I guess not..," Nix said a little downcast.

they listened to the rest of what Petra had to say and took the quest. "Wow, a big quest, all the way to Tearia too! This should be interesting, if not anything but to take Sedna to a place she is more comfortable in for a bit. Though, I'm not sure about this fusion thing...I'm interested... yet..... concerned. Ah well, I'm sure its just imagination. C'mon Nix, we have a carriage to catch. He turned and waved goodbye to Petra. Nix followed behind him, "Bye! Tell Aela we said hi!" she said, waving to her as well before slipping out of the tent.
@Rai
Sahale watched as the four went into the portal. He sighed and started to turn around, taking a few steps away form it. But for some reason, he couldn't keep walking. He sighed and pulled out his list of fights he was already pre-scheduled for, and this was nowhere on it. He turned around to face the portal once more, tapping the hilt off his sword against his chin in thought. "Ah, to hell with it," he said as he decided to walk towards the portal. "Extra jingle in my pocket never did me wrong before," he said just before walking through the portal.

He saw the others there on the other side of the portal, now in a large arena. He did a quick gear check, making sure his gauntlet was on properly, taking his sword, still sheathed, in his right hand and leaning what would be the back of the blade on his shoulder, and checking his katar that was sheathed on his lower back, perfectly in reach of his left arm. Alright, everything checked out. "Since we have so many 'friends' here, I wonder if we will be seeing his dragon companion."
gud spidur
I'm....uh..... a little concerned our flighty seraph friend might on the off chance be a cannibal.....just a little.
"Yes, unfortunately, I am. By order of the court even." Sahale told Mikeil, passing him a withering look. He watched as Kara left, "You know, I always find it curious how there are just certain women that just become uglier the more they move their mouth... hmmm, no idea why." He was about to make his leave, however, then something, admittedly nice, glided down to where the bulletin was as well. It was what seemed to be a Seraph girl with pink wings. Sahale already began to lighten up at her presence, already lost looking into her eyes. "Well, I must say, a beauty such as yourself does demand more spotlight."He commented about her saying she would outlast the other girl. He then turned to Mikeil, "Let it be known that if I absolutely have to be gutted by any of the three of you, I prefer her already. He chuckled and looked back to Ryba. "My own pure blood has done nothing but get me into more trouble than I care to admit to in front of mixed company I'm afraid. My name is Sahale. Sahale Tiegal. Your resident, humble, honest, valiant, arena prisoner! It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Love it lol

Welp, guess i will poke the bear
Sahale suddenly felt a haughty presence near him. It absolutely reeked of self righteousness and outward loathing. He started to chuckle as he turned to Kara, who the feelings seemed to be emitting from quite profusely. "Phew! Oh my, oh my, that is one hell of a superiority complex I'm feelin'. You really that good or are you just that into yourself? Because I'd saaaaaay," he looked her up and down, one arm crossed with his sheathed weapon still in hand as it supported the other arm resting on his chin as if deep in thought, "......bout a seven.....ish, maybe eight?" He wasn't able to see her eyes before she started to walk away as he was originally reading his own personal notice for his lineup of fights.
@Katthaj
lmao, Kara's positive traits: kind, helpful, and loyal

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I'm uhhh..... not so sure about that

Sahale walked out of the weapons and armor shop, holding his sheathed sword in his right hand as he fastened a gauntlet to his left. He then repeatedly stretched and closed his fingers as if getting a feel for the glove. he had a bit of a sneer on his face, not because he he didn't like the gear, but because this was his gear that was taken from him when he was arrested. "Nothing like paying to have all your own stuff back...," he grumbled for a moment as he looked over everything to make sure it wasn't damaged while in the shop's care. His face brightened a bit though once all was in order.

Sahale headed over to the corner where there was board for upcoming events. He gave it a look over to see who the champion was, which seemed to be a twilight dragon knight. "Huh, go figure. Can't say I'm surprised though," he said to himself with a smirk, but it only faded as the post reminded him of his own match-ups. Unlike other competitors here, he was practically arena property until he racked in enough cash to pay off his sentence, which meant that he was going to be forced into events to fight to both make sure he stayed here and that somewhere there was someone keeping an eye on him. He looked around at the thought, but then simply shrugged his shoulders, their treat he guessed. He pulled a notice out of an inside pocket of is clothes, and looked it over to see what the arena had in store for him today.
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