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9 hrs ago
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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Welcome to the world of Mythacadia. A world of magic, wizards, and most of all, dragons! The world's a large flat plane, stretching off into the distance, so far that no one has ever found the limits of the world. This world is full of strange magics, and terrible monsters.
He snaps at the eagle, wings beating and stirring up smoke. He growls from all the cuts and scrapes on his leathery, scaled flesh. He roars, and the sound makes a shockwave, blasting the birds away from him. He flies higher and higher, untill the birds can't reach him at his immense altitude.
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He roars when the eagles attack, and starts lashing out, each one of his strikes powerful enough to break rock, shatter stone. When it hits a bird, it simply explodes. He spews out tongue after tongue of fire, cooking the air, and anything caught in the blaze. He begins spinning in the air, talons lashing out everywhere, blending anything that gets too close.
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He takes a deep breath, and shoots a tornado of flame from his mouth, making a massive twister in the air, punching through the clouds with the blaze. "You think my bloodlust can be sated? My lust for vilonce and death cannot be filled." He smiles with razor sharp teeth. "I won't wait all day. Send me a warrior, or I'll pick one myself."
Blackpelt: Medicine den

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He sniffs at the herbs, and carefully makes two more herb wraps, setting them aside for the warriors that will be joining them on the trip to the Moonpool. He swallows nervously, and scratches at his neck for a moment, trying to calm his nerves. He then eats his own traveling herbs, and passes the other piles to the warriors that will be joining them. His thin fur gives little protection from the cold, but he can't worry about that now. His leader needs him. He bites his lip, and takes the herbs to the three cats. "Eat these, then we can leave. I know where the pool is, so follow me carefully. It's a long journey."
He tilts his head. "Enough? You think I've done enough? Should I drag your whole town to Draygon, let him eradicate you all? Send me your strongest warrior. If they can get through my defense, I'll leave. If not....." He bares his fangs. "You get the picture."
He laughs, long and loud. "Not even dogs send pups to fight. Cowards, all of you." The weapons do nothing, less then nothing. They both shatter, as if smashed with a hammer. "I like you, little ones. You remind me of someone...... leave now, children. You are no threat." He looks at the adults, and walks towards them, hands clasped behind his back. His scythe scraping into the ground, rocks cracking and splitting. "Are there no honerable ones among you?"
He laughs, and jumps off the roof. The ground cracked beneath his feet, smattering like glass hit with a boulder. "The first strike is yours, little boy." He bares fangs, sharp and white.
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