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5 yrs ago
Current I don't trust stairs. They're always up to something.
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8 yrs ago
William Shakespeare in past tense would be "Wouldiwas Shookspeared"
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9 yrs ago
Have you heard about the Italian cook with an incurable disease? He pastaway.
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9 yrs ago
Trains don't drink.. They chug.
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9 yrs ago
Something about subtraction just doesn't add up.
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A smile better suits a hero.

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In Aria Bay 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sorry I'm gonna have to withdraw from the RP. Suddenly my workloads became larger and I can't deal with it.
Fariha couldn't remember the last time she was in such a glorious looking room. She enjoyed the general aesthetic the place. Fit for a king in her opinion. She hadn't worked with others since she left her tribe a long time ago, so teaming up with strangers might be interesting. It also meant making new friends, which was always a plus in the young elf's books. She glanced around at her new comrades, wondering what they'd all be like. Such thoughts flowed as she helped herself to the delicious red wine that was provided. She wasn't too fond of alcohol, but a good red wine was pretty hard to pass up. It seemed that a squirrel that had followed Fariha from her morning forest stroll, had a similar opinion. She moved the goblet slightly as her furry friend attempted to drink from her cup, making it miss and drop from her shoulder.

Catching it in her other hand, she giggled a little before placing it back onto her shoulder, "Perhaps this might be better for you~" She whispered as she gave the squirrel a nut, which it happily accepted.

Artemis began to speak as Fariha took a small sip of the sweet beverage, for the most part she could see the practicality of joining a party. She understood that the guild was mostly concerned about the well-being of their adventurers. She quietly signed the contract after reading over it. She was largely unconcerned about how their earnings were divided, and unfortunately she wasn't able to think of a party name for their rag-tag group of individuals, perhaps one will come to her in time.

The first to speak up about the contract was the Lupine. She took note of his 'concerns' about leading a group. She too wouldn't want to be lead by someone who didn't know what they were doing. As far as she knew, being a bronze rank said a little about her experience in the Rift. Not that any of them would know her rank without her stating so. She quite liked the name the Lupine suggested, but she felt it was a little on the long side..

Another spoke up, a young human. He seemed enthusiastic, which was nice. His gesture of offering his blade to the 'Wolf-guy' was an interesting one indeed. She hadn't heard that kind of expression in quite awhile. 'Wolf-guy..' She thought, how amusing.

Fariha couldn't help but notice a young girl drinking tea in the corner. She sensed the presence of... insects? It seemed a little odd for such a presence to be in a clean room like this. Almost as odd as her attire. The elf had her doubts about the practicality of the girl's clothing, but she felt it wasn't really her place to tell people what to wear.. Perhaps it might be good to get acquainted with her new comrades.

"Hey there! I'm Fariha~ I couldn't help but notice your.. friends. I've never met someone with such companions. May I know your name?" She greeted with a warm smile, extending her hand toward the young girl.



@Hammerman
I'll post up tomorrow

EDIT: Due to unforeseen circumstances, I may not be able to post today.....
@Zelosse@ManoftheNorth

Is there still space in this RP..?
I'll place my interest.
I don't think I understood any of that..

EDIT: I'm not very good with food analogies
Is there an impromptu marriage happening now? Fantastic!




Zenovia could feel her surrounds grow heavy with the malice of the Warlock. His presence in the forest felt like nothing compared to this place. The shaman couldn't help but take a half step back as the beast drew near. Much to her relief, it didn't seem like the Warlock had any tricks up his sleeve, for now. However his soul was enough to run chills down her metaphysical spine.

"You're a guest. Act like it." He said. She felt her mouth form a slight smirk as the Warlock walked away from her. He started speaking again, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. As the room grew darker and colder, she knew that he was merely casting a spell. The room's illusion was dismantled, leaving behind nothing but a throne room worn with age. The Warlock spoke of an offer he had to make, something she hadn't responded to during their battle. Perhaps he meant the 'experiment'?

Zenovia merely followed the Warlock as he opened the door of the main hall. The world around them was desolate. Destroyed. The only living beings that were left were the small lights that paced. The poor souls that wait for the Reaper. The man described this place as somewhere that Spirit Walkers would want to come to. She didn't believe such words.. Although the other Spirit Walkers were generally independent of each other, so she didn't know if this was actually the case. Her mentor had mentioned the Void a few times, but merely deemed it quite unimportant at the time. The elf felt a slight tug at her chest, her mentor's spirit reacting to such a sight of the humanoid creatures that stood below them. It was like seeing multiple Warlocks. A grim thought indeed. Her gaze fell upon the Guardian, who seemed to be asleep. She didn't know what to think of it, but a Guardian stuck in such a place was unfortunate.

She listened to the Warlock's proposal. Pragmatically speaking, it wasn't a bad deal. It sounded like she'd gain more from accepting the offer. However, from her moral stand point, she couldn't do such a thing. "Why do you need Humanity? What do you intend to do with it once I've given it to you? Also, if I inhabit one of those bodies, wouldn't that allow you to control me?" She inquired in a calm voice, her string of questions seemed reasonable enough. She wasn't about to 'sell her soul to the devil' as it were without knowing the consequences of doing so.
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