He glances at Mary, and back at the strange man.
Shadow Dragon
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Lord Of Shadows
STATUS: The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online 13 days ago
- Last Seen: 12 days ago
- Joined: 8 yrs ago
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- Shadow Dragon 8 yrs ago
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The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online
3 mos ago
Hum.....conquest or destruction, that is the question.... #British Empire
4 mos ago
Lost power for two days. Joy. How's everyone doing?
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5 mos ago
Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That why it's called the present.
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7 mos ago
93,000 members, and only 35 are online
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Bio
I'm a 25 year old RPer trying to get back into this site lol. Here's a link to my interest checks if you want to know more. If you want to talk to me on discord, msg Shadow_Dragon#0908, though I may take a while to reply. Wer sulta qeelakvi zhincitic
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He shifts around, restlessly. "I'll be fine in a few days love."
He sighs gently. "It might be magic overuse......"
@Aristocles
"Thank you Ophion. And it is. If I do not follow my Patron, who am I to say I am worthy to use what he's given me?" He sighs softly. "I know, I've seen them from time to time, wandering the streets. Warriors in enchanted armor, holy weapons and symbols dangling from anywhere they can attach one." He ponders that thought. "Would you see me as a threat, under different circumstances? Like when you first tracked me down, you declared that you knew what I was, and why I was in the city. Are they more of 'holy smite first, ask questions later?' kind of groups?" He laughs softly, a dark, terrifying sound. "You think my Parton is a fool? He'd devour anyone who tried to trick him into lending them his power. Or.....he'd have me do it....." He sighs. "I'm still having issues controlling my eyes. When I use my Wraith eyes, I can see energy, power. Souls, even. This constructs eyes work like normal ones."
"Thank you Ophion. And it is. If I do not follow my Patron, who am I to say I am worthy to use what he's given me?" He sighs softly. "I know, I've seen them from time to time, wandering the streets. Warriors in enchanted armor, holy weapons and symbols dangling from anywhere they can attach one." He ponders that thought. "Would you see me as a threat, under different circumstances? Like when you first tracked me down, you declared that you knew what I was, and why I was in the city. Are they more of 'holy smite first, ask questions later?' kind of groups?" He laughs softly, a dark, terrifying sound. "You think my Parton is a fool? He'd devour anyone who tried to trick him into lending them his power. Or.....he'd have me do it....." He sighs. "I'm still having issues controlling my eyes. When I use my Wraith eyes, I can see energy, power. Souls, even. This constructs eyes work like normal ones."
He drinks it slowly, and sets the empty glass aside. "Thank you dear..." He sighs. "I don't know what I'm coming down with, but I hope it's just a allergic reaction to something, and not a bug. I don't want you to catch whatever it is."
@Aristocles
"How does one ban worship? Do they hunt down and punish those who they consider to be violating that law?" He paces, agitated. "So....I have to register him as a 'legal god'? He'll be upset about that....." He sighs, his eyes turning white. "I don't want to anger him....." He mutters under his breath, wandering. "Why would they listen to a foreigner anyway? I've only been here for a few years....." He rubs his forehead. "Sem is a god of Carnomancy, not Necromancy. There is a difference, slight though it may seem....hum....The Reaper won't be happy about this....and he's....horrifying when actually angered." He shudders when the memories come to mind. "It's never good for anything living nearby..."
@bloonewb
He walks to the window, his glowing eyes staring out over the city. "Which sector is it?" He cracks his knuckles out of habit, his eyes flaring dangerously for a moment. "I'm not sure....far more then I'm used to. I think the last count I saw was at least five in this sector alone. I can't say about the rest, but it's rising." He rubs his chin thoughtfully when messenger runs up. He nods, and a liquid black armor flows out of a chest, shifting and rippling as it conforms around his body, solidifying for a perfect fit. He picks up his hammer, the head glowing, and slings it over his shoulder. "I've been in the forge more often lately, fixing weapons. I found an unusual glyph that I want to test later, but until I get the spare time, I'm keeping it locked up." He chuckles. "What's your definition of 'red discipline'? If you mean my urge to pound the ones who interrupt my work into dust, no. If you mean how many leave without injury, yes."
"How does one ban worship? Do they hunt down and punish those who they consider to be violating that law?" He paces, agitated. "So....I have to register him as a 'legal god'? He'll be upset about that....." He sighs, his eyes turning white. "I don't want to anger him....." He mutters under his breath, wandering. "Why would they listen to a foreigner anyway? I've only been here for a few years....." He rubs his forehead. "Sem is a god of Carnomancy, not Necromancy. There is a difference, slight though it may seem....hum....The Reaper won't be happy about this....and he's....horrifying when actually angered." He shudders when the memories come to mind. "It's never good for anything living nearby..."
@bloonewb
He walks to the window, his glowing eyes staring out over the city. "Which sector is it?" He cracks his knuckles out of habit, his eyes flaring dangerously for a moment. "I'm not sure....far more then I'm used to. I think the last count I saw was at least five in this sector alone. I can't say about the rest, but it's rising." He rubs his chin thoughtfully when messenger runs up. He nods, and a liquid black armor flows out of a chest, shifting and rippling as it conforms around his body, solidifying for a perfect fit. He picks up his hammer, the head glowing, and slings it over his shoulder. "I've been in the forge more often lately, fixing weapons. I found an unusual glyph that I want to test later, but until I get the spare time, I'm keeping it locked up." He chuckles. "What's your definition of 'red discipline'? If you mean my urge to pound the ones who interrupt my work into dust, no. If you mean how many leave without injury, yes."
He sighs. "Could you get me a glass of water love?"
He kisses her softly.
"Mmmm. I don't feel good."
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