He laughs at the foolish human. "You claim to have intellect, yet your empires rise and fall with the same mistakes, time and time again. Seems foolish to me."
Shadow Dragon
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STATUS: The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online 8 days 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
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Lost power for two days. Joy. How's everyone doing?
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Yesterday was history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift. That why it's called the present.
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93,000 members, and only 35 are online
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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 chuckles, and look back at Yalanilue, his glowing eyes flaring brighter.
He cuddles with her, and softly begins brushing her hair.
Devons follows the group, gripping his scythe tightly in his hand, half fading into the shadows as he walks, the unearthly chill comforting him. He looks up, and barely stops himself from hurling his scythe into the new guy's ribs, instead continuing his swing and burying the blade into the dirt, the earth sizzling from the impact.
He walks, carrying the sleeping wyrmling in his pack, and growls softly to himself as he battles with his literal inner demons. He stops, and fuels almost all of his power into the gem in his sword, the large ruby glowing brightly. He brushes the flat of the crimson sword with one hand, studying the 12 names on the blade, and translates it in his head.They all say death....
He smiles, rocking with her. "Do you want to dance dear?"
He cuddles with her. "Why do you love me?"
He laughs, and kisses her cheek.
He smiles, and softly rubs her cheek with his thumb, then gives her a soft kiss.
He softly kisses her cheek.
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