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11 mos ago
Current Payday soon. New computer forthcoming (I hope.)
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12 mos ago
My computer got doinked. Sorry everyone. Will be getting a new one in a few weeks!
3 yrs ago
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4 yrs ago
Anyone waiting on a post from me, its been a busy week, expect responses to come towards the weekend! Thanks for patience!

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Been on-and-off of the site for a long time. Male, late-twenties. My interests are varied, but steer towards western fantasy and sci-fi. I'm picky with my weeb media.

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Tentative interest in a Thousand Sons sorcerer role.
Would it be possible to play an Eldar Wraithknight? The interplay between the pilot and the spirit of their dead twin would be really fun to write.
Ah. I didn't realize that Innistradi Vampires weren't technically undead. I was also thinking of Soren when I made this character. I'll think up another character then, my bad. Gimme some time, definitely wanna' get involved.

EDIT @mattmanganon I've edited the CS with a new character idea, no history or equipment yet as I want to be sure the general concept is acceptable before I go any further.
Sandwich

I like the idea you posted in the IC. Particularly interested in what Niv Mizzet would do in that situation. I also have an OC in mind that would work perfectly.
Oh shiiiit. Dibs on Athel Loren if this goes places
Galadred watched the procession of mercenaries swamp the Estalian recruiter with a touch of disdain. He was as excited as any of them, surely, for the chance of some real work, some adventure perhaps, but they had tipped their hand in the negotiations by rushing to the man, some of them even attempting to show off, to sell themselves, as it were. Except for Volker, who had apparently met the recruiter before. Galadred had not. He made it a point to wait quietly, to conserve his air of stoic mystery until he was sure that no others would step up. The dwarf that had given him the glare earlier had neglected to make his mark on the parchment, and had also stated that he would charge double for his services if Galadred came along. That was all the spurring the elf needed.

Wordlessly, The Lion strode to the table, nodded to the man. "I am Galadred. I was a White Lion of Chrace." he paused for a moment, to see if the mention of his old order rang any bells. Regardless, he would sign his name in his flowing Tar-Eltharin hand, as he always did.
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