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9 mos ago
Current Ew, no explaination, just Ew, take it as you will.
9 mos ago
See you either get me "playing nice" IRL or me "playing nice" online...I think we know which one I pick.
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9 mos ago
Im not nice, how can I play something I am not?
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1 yr ago
It's been one month since my last status post and nothing has changed. I still might wanna do some arson...
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2 yrs ago
I might also do some of the...arson.
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@rush99999 Sorry been a interesting week for me mentally, I have a busy weekened in front of me but I will get something up by the End of Sunday at the latest.
@rush99999 I don't need 2 actions it's fine. I just wanted to make sure I wasn't skipped. ^-^ I know things happen so I am not too worried about it just figured I would say something. ^-^

@Guardian Angel Haruki
If the DM allows it you might be able to prepare your action to move when Jormund does so you two stick together.
...did...did I get skipped? Or am I going crazy? I can still throw eldritch blasts from where I am, if I was skipped because one assumes Aura is done?






Annalise looked down at the table when he pointed, almost glaring at the piece she hadn’t managed to cover up from him. Almost offended that the image had given her away. But her expression lightened again when she looked up to Vyarin. She considered his request for a moment, though she almost blurted out a hurried yes to hear his tales. It was a solid couple seconds of her thinking, almost long enough to be an awkward silence. Blinking a couple times she relaxed the facade she had been wearing up until now faltering, her gentle smile no longer resting on her face, replaced with one of neutrality.

“That’s right, I forgot your country borders Old Gilthan.” She almost whispered this to herself. If she was honest she had forgotten that Vyrain’s people had likely been fighting Gilthan longer than any of them. “I heard they fight with more magic than most other countries have access to, but nobody knows how. Magic is such a rare skill, how can one country possess so much of it?” She was more asking this to herself than to the Prince in front of her, she doubted like the rest of them he had no clue.

Shaking her head she sighed, the gentle smile returning to her face. She looked to the book keeper who still remained a respectful distance away. “Make note of the items I have out now, I am finished with them right now but I wish to return to them later.” The book keeper nodded and moved to start putting the books and scrolls back in their places. She then turned to the man in front of her, still smiling lightly. “There will be plenty of time to discuss The Empire and its ways. We have to focus on forging Alliances for now, to strengthen all of our countries.” There was just a twinge of bitterness in her voice when she said the last part. She still wasn’t pleased about essentially handing over what was rightfully her throne to some forign prince, but she couldn’t let the suitors know that.

“How about we get some fresh air? We are going to be trapped in a stuffy ball room with court officials judging our every move tonight.” She didn’t really give him much of an option but rather walked to the back of the large book filled room opening the doors to a balcony that overlooked the sheer cliff leading to the ocean. The place being placed right on the cliff always made her nervous but she couldn’t deny that the sound and sight of the sea, stretching on for who knows how far, was one she would never not enjoy. “I always found it silly that the most important room in this entire palace was placed so close to a cliff face that could simply collapse at any time.” She remarked as she stood near the railing but not quite on it. Turning back to see if the Prince had followed her. “This view never gets old though.” She motioned to the sea turning back toward it as she did and closing her eyes, allowing her hearing and smell to take over. Once again she relaxed though a genuine smile graced her lips now, a rare occurrence as of late.

After a moment of silence she opened her eyes once more and focused back on Prince Vyarin. “So Prince Vyarin of Prozdy, I have been curious, and of course you do not have to answer, what happened?” She pointed to her left eye hoping he would understand that she was asking him what happened to his left eye. “Between the two of us it seems we might only have one pair of functioning eyes.” She hoped the joke would both explain her question more and alleviate some potential tension. She wasn’t even sure the suitors had noticed her own ‘defective’ eye.
Yeah I kind of forgot we were supposed to be retreating when I had Flicker attack the nearest guy xP Tbf, Flicker is feeling pretty agitated at this point.


Don't worry if Flicker really doesn't wanna go Aura can always get in there and force flicker to make a save against Levitate and drag them out like a balloon. XD
Wasn't much Aura could do this turn so I just had her move.
Aura let out a sigh of relief as backup from the camp arrived. However she tensed up again when she noticed her group not yet retreating. "Damn it guys, I am all for going out in a blaze of glory but could we maybe not do it today! Get your asses back here!" She yelled across the field as she moved as far as she could, while still remaining behind protective cover. She wanted to at least get a view on some enemies so she could provide cover fire for her friends if she needed to.



Aura moved her full 30ft east and then took the dash action to move another 30 east so she could have unobscured sights on the 2 enemies on the field.





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The twins had arrived at the school together as they had for their entire lives. Though Marco had almost made the two of them late. He hadn’t wanted to leave his bed and it had been a fight to actually get him up and moving. A fight Maria was, of course used to, much to her annoyance. Though their almost tardiness didn’t matter too much today since the beginning of the day would be spent at the Carnival.

Marco pulled his sister along to one of the many food trucks, deciding he wanted pretzels and she would be coming with him. Not that she really had plans to do anything else, though she kept an eye out for their friends as he pulled her along. It was hard to find anyone in this crowd of people, if they wanted to find anyone they would probably have to text them.

“We should have messaged everyone and come up with a meeting plan before all this started.” The female redhead muttered, her statement falling on deaf ears.

“Hm?” Marco questioned, having clearly not been paying any attention to his sister, who rolled her eyes.

“You really are useless, you know that? Should we text Danny and see where he is at, maybe we can get everyone together.” She suggested only to have Marco, who after receiving the pretzels he wanted, proceeded to stuff his face like he hadn’t eaten a huge stack of pancakes this morning, all the while shaking his head no. He finally managed to swallow.

“Nah we can find them, or they will text us, what’s the matter, don't want to hang out with just your brother?” He teased her before taking another big bite of his pretzel.

Maria rolled her eyes. “What, the fact that we live together isn’t enough time for you? I'll wait till you have finished stuffing your face and if we haven’t found them by then I am sending Danny a message. Nobody else needs to watch you unhinge your jaw like a snake to shovel pretzels in your face…” Her last statement earned her a hurt look from her brother, even though he nodded in agreement, though probably not to the snake comment. At least this would give everyone time to get food if they wanted and then they could hit some of the rides. But she was going to go crazy if it was just her and Marco the whole time. She needed the buffer of the group, or she might end up becoming an only child.






Annalise had been consumed with her search for any information, no matter how old, on the country that not only threatened her freedom but the freedom of her people and the other remaining independent countries. She had been so consumed in fact that she hadn’t heard the large Prince enter the room, let alone the scolding of the scholar who had attempted to communicate to Vyarin that he was not to touch any of the parchments without permission from one of the mages. Though it seemed the scolding fell on deaf ears, at least in terms of Annalise. The scholar, seemingly annoyed that the large male either didn’t understand him or didn’t care to respond, marched over to the table Annalise was at and slammed his hands on the table after attempting to get her attention verbally for only a second.

The blue eyes of the eldest Princess looked up at the scholar with a look that communicated both that the action had startled her and that if the man did something like that again their next interaction would not be a pleasant one. She may not have authority when it comes to the books but she was still to be respected as, more or less, the heir to the Astalian throne. The Scholar however seemed to not be concerned by her expression and instead motioned to Prince Vyarin before speaking. “Please inform your…guest, that he is not to touch anything in here unsupervised. This includes anything you currently have on this table.” The man did not give the Princess a chance to reply and instead seemed to walk away to leave the Princess, Prince, and the Book Keeper that had been watching the Princess to do whatever it is they were going to do.

Annalise’s gaze followed the Scholar’s gesture to the Prince. Her expression still annoyed from the interruption but her gaze softened when she realized it was one of the suitors that was the cause. As much as she was hoping the men would find a library a boring place to meet, and as much as she certainly did not expect Vyarin of all people to find himself there, she had to remain civil. It was for the good of both of their countries after all. She closed the book she had been shuffling through after she noted the page she was on and slid it over to the side, next to a pile of other books and scrolls.

“Prince Vyarin, what a lovely surprise to see you here.” She started in his tongue though it was likely much more of a formal or technical way of speaking than perhaps he was used to. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” She inquired, not moving from her standing spot on the other side of the table. The chair had been pushed to the side long ago, it was clear she had no intention of sitting in it, so she offered it to Vyarin. “Would you like to take a seat? I am simply doing a bit of research on…” Her sentence trailed off, she had told the group she was doing research for the preparations for the ball, if she told him she was instead researching The Empire, what would he think? She casually placed a few rolled scrolls over the book covers that were exposed, attempting to make it look like she was simply clearing space for him. “On various customs of the people around this great continent.” She finished after a brief pause. It wasn’t totally a lie, The Empire was part of the continent. Though she hoped he did not pick up on her hesitance.
Sorry I have been moving, who are are on?
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