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13 hrs ago
Current I would rather have never loved at all. You can't miss what you never had.
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28 days ago
Went and saw the USS New Jersey yesterday. Neat experience.
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2 mos ago
I took all your pictures off the wall. And wrapped them in a newspaper blanket. I haven't slept in what seems like a century. And now I can barely breathe.
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3 mos ago
I feel..... Empty.
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3 mos ago
That wall over there needs a hole in it. My head should do the trick.
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Indecision.
If we're claiming stuff then I suppose I'll take the Grandmaster of the Ravenwing position.
I'd be down for this. Guiding a fresh chapter to greatness sounds pretty sweet.
"And I thought they smelled bad.... on the outside."
Bastian Felstead


Bastian climbed down from the giant hound and removed the bandages from his face that had been safeguarding his lungs from the ash. They seemed to be safe for the moment and those bandages made breathing difficult, so there was no need for them now. His companions wanted to explore the tower. At this point Bastian could no longer find anymore reasons to object. Whatever was happening here, the answers were hopefully in that tower. It was their best bet. Bastian would hold onto Col's shield until he returned Lorenzo's bow. Col wouldn't be able to use the shield with the bow anyway.

@NecroesGork is cunning brutality and Mork is brutally cunning.
Would we all have to be the same or could we mix and match? Like would we all have to be shoota boys or slugga boys or could we have a mixed mob?
"I've waited a long time for this."

"I bet you have."

*cums first*
But wait! There's more!
Bastian Felstead


This was all getting to be a bit much for poor Bastian. He had never put much stock in the stories about magic or mythical beings. Now, however, he was being chased by a creature of ash after being teleported to some mysterious place by a magical glowing rock. Bastian was practical man in fantastical circumstances. Fortunately, practicality came with resourcefulness. He reached into his medical bag and pulled out a roll of cloth bandages. He then wrapped the strip of cloth around his head to cover his nose and mouth as defense and against the swirling cloud of dust descending upon them. Looking to his comrades he saw that Lorenzo was using his cloak to cover his face, so he handed the roll to the next closest man to him: Col.

Bastian extended his arm toward Col with the bandages in his hand and gave him a nudge to gain his attention. Hopefully, Col would figure out what he was meant to do with them just by seeing Bastian's example.

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