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Chaotic, structured, and ordered, depending on the era. Now it's quite busy.
Why so busy? Why not take a break?
Shadow Dragon
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STATUS: The guild has gained nearly 2000 new members in 7 months, and only 26 are online 2 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
3 mos ago
Lost power for two days. Joy. How's everyone doing?
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4 mos ago
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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Why so busy? Why not take a break?
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Data Stream. The pleasure is mine.
How has your life been so far?
*He grins, lightly showing his fangs*
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I take it you're the vampire.
*He bows*
Vinashy Bloodrobe, at your service.
@Shadow Dragon
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Present, as per request.
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Hello, former Noble Mierno.
*Vinashy floats around in the back, lost in thought*
Vuthaternock tilts his head, and gently rests his hand on the hilt of one of his swords. "Why would someone want this dagger? And what kind of magics does it possess?" He waits for an answer, his wings feeling cramped in such a small space. He resists the urge to spread his wings, knowing he'd clip someone upside the head if he did so. He looks at the group, and chuckles quietly to himself. "Well. We're a rather mixed group."
He stares at the wall.
He sighs.
Vuthaternock whispers to himself in draconic, reciting a curse cast on him long ago. "Marfedelom vur ruin nishka qe dout wiot, dronilnr dout hearts vur sprits ousch. Ergriff ini wer morne di ibafarshan, shilta dout sepa qe douta tenamalo." His eyes flash red for a second, and he shudders, then composes himself. He rests his hand on a hilt hidden by his wings, watching everything with red, slitted eyes. These warriors are dangerous. Best to watch my step. Until the time is right. He licks his lips, and waits for the mysterious 'Lady'.
Oh, my bad! I must have forgotten to send my post! Gimme a minute to retype it.
"I agree to travel with you, Zandex Corean, if you were offering the position to me." Heskin said, slinging the backpack back over his shoulder. He turned to where he thought was the direction of the nearest notice board and began walking. "The day grows short, so there is little time to waste. I suggest we take a look at the notice board, unless you had other ideas on how to find work."
He chuckles, and walks with him. He studies the extendable cane, and rubs his chin. "I could fix up your walking stick. As well as adding a ruin or two to keep it from rusting, if you wish. We'd have to make a quick stop, but I keep a small forge with me at all times." He reaches into his bag, and his hand goes much deeper then it visibly should. He pulls out various tools, sorting them back into the pouch.
He nods to himself, and pulls out a long, silvered quarterstaff, and studies it. "Do you want to use this while I fix up your cane? Free of charge, of course." He holds it out, seeing if he'll take the offer.
He chuckles, and walks with him. He studies the extendable cane, and rubs his chin. "I could fix up your walking stick. As well as adding a ruin or two to keep it from rusting, if you wish. We'd have to make a quick stop, but I keep a small forge with me at all times." He reaches into his bag, and his hand goes much deeper then it visibly should. He pulls out various tools, sorting them back into the pouch.
He nods to himself, and pulls out a long, silvered quarterstaff, and studies it. "Do you want to use this while I fix up your cane? Free of charge, of course." He holds it out, seeing if he'll take the offer.
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