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Current 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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7 mos ago
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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Vuthaternock flys over, and growls, seeing the undead soldiers. "Great. Now we have to deal with these rotting bodies as well?" He raises his hands, and a ball of fire begins swelling between his palms, getting bigger and dencer by the second. He launched it behind the undead monsters, trapping them between the blaze and the group.
Jason pants in exhaustion, the blaze taking a lot of energy out of him, when the ghost slams into him, taking his body from him. "Interesting. Such burning hatred. Let's use that fire, shall we?" His eyes flare, and his whole body bursts into flames. He then watches as the ghost attacks his group, flaming weapons etching themselves into the air, hurtling towards the group. Several daggers, axes, and throwing stars soar through the air, slamming into the group. He does his best to try and pull the flames back into his body, but to no avail. Then the ghost looks at Shaula, and feels a wave of hate sear through his mind and body. His flames turn white, and a large flaming whip spools out of his hand. He cracks it at the group, the weapon releasing an explosion of flame that engulfs everything in front of him, mostly around Shaula. The ghost starts in surprise as he stops fighting for control, and attacks her in furious rage.
Who's turn is it?
Zombies and skeletons and ghouls, oh my.
Greenwings.
Vuthaternock walks back to the inn, and spreads his wings, flying to the window. He steps inside, and stretches. He then looks at the innkeeper. "What? Oh, the body? I gave it to my friend, it was starting to smell like rotting flesh. I assumed you wouldn't want the stench of spoiled meat stinking up your inn." He shrugs. "If you want the body, too bad. My friend already ate it." He yawns. "In my homeland, we just get rid of bodies. I just assumed it was the same here."
Blackpelt: Willowclan Camp (Center)

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Balckpelt pads back to his den, and shivers. He sighs, bemoaning his thin coat, but takes the herb wraps, and sets them in a safe place. He then checks on Moosepaw, but doesn't say anything. He shivers, feeling a strange chill ride up his back. He looks around, and glimpses a ragged tortoiseshell cat, watching him. He looks at them closely, and scrabbles away, tail fluffed out in fear. "Y-you! What are you doing here?" He pants, scared of her more then anything. He can't tear his eyes away from her. He swallows in terror, then looks around. She's gone.... He runs back to his den, terrified. What was Mapleshade doing here? I thought she was trapped in the dark forest....
Internet's a ring weird, sorry about my absence. I'll try to get a post in soon.
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