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@Luna_Maria

I turned 23 this month and am between jobs at the moment.

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I also love nighttime. That's why I'm up until 5 a.m. and sleep until 2 p.m.

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@HaleyTheRandom

Because you said not to.

Because next random fact: I'm an asshole.

But I do appreciate your kind words.

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@HaleyTheRandom He probably doesn't even remember me anymore. He was only 10 months old when I left. Even if I did see him again I would be a stranger. That's what hurts me the most.

I just don't want him to get messed up. His mother is kinda crazy and fights with her current boyfriend a lot. I fear it will get to the point where she gets evicted because of all the trouble she causes and the kid will get thrown into foster care because she would be unable to properly care for him. What would that do to him? His father doesn't want him and is mother is completely out of her mind. I often worry what will become of him.

None of this should even be my problem. I shouldn't have to worry about any of this, and yet I do. I can't help it. After 10 months you get kind of attached. At least I was Daddy for a little while.

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@Luna_Maria Her and I broke up at the beginning of this year, so relatively recent.

@HaleyTheRandom A lot of people gave me props for caring for another man's child, but I never thought myself any extra special for doing so. I got a lot of "Not a lot of guys would do something like that". That statement made me more disappointed than anything. Where have all the good men gone? Are we really that much of a minority?

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He was, but the situation wasn't. It was a lose-lose situation. Either keep getting punched in the head, or lose the little baby boy I came to love. She made that decision for me though. Despite everything I did for her she left me for another man who, from what I've heard, is an absolute douchenozzle and does nothing.

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I raised a child that wasn't mine from birth to 10 months of age with a woman that would punch me in the head. I came to accept him as my own, and then her and I broke up and I lost him in an instant.

I miss him still. I hope he's doing well.

The All Dawi Party - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

I'll keep a watchful eye on this. I do enjoy dwarvish hijinks.

Reign: Kingdom Come

Bastian Felstead

Bastian's blood ran cold at the sight before him. How could this have happened? It didn't make any sense. How did their motley little crew fair better than trained soldiers? And with nothing to show for it? His shock and disbelief was soon overridden by his duties as a physician and he set to work checking the less mangled bodies. There was no point in checking them all. The man who had both of his arms torn off was very much dead by now.

One by one, he checked for signs of life. To his dismay he even recognized some of the faces he saw. Especially one in particular.

"Oh, Felix," he said softly. "Not you too."

Bastian had treated him just last week after he had accidently cut himself while trying to whittle a chicken out of a tree branch. He was around Bastian's age as well, far too young to have died in such a manner as this. Bastian took Felix's sword and laid it lengthwise on top of him with the hilt resting in the center of his chest. He then gently crossed Felix's arms over his stomach and on top of the blade. This was a common burial practice from his homeland, though he knew Felix wouldn't actually get a proper burial. He knew what he did would seem strange to the others, but it was all he could do for the lad at this point.

At this point Bastian had almost given up all hope in finding any survivors. There was but one more body to check. He knelt down beside the man and dutifully checked for a pulse, though he doubted it would be there. To his surprise he felt a small push against his fingertips causing him to perk up. Then, he felt it again. He was alive! He was barely alive, but alive nonetheless. Bastian threw off his medical bag and turned to his companions. Marque was in shock, he would be useless. Lorenzo couldn't walk. That left Col.

Bastian jammed a finger over in Col's direction.

"You," Bastian ordered. "Come here and help me. This man is alive, but only just. If I treat him now he may have a slim chance at life, but I need to get his mail off so I can treat him properly."

Bastian knew it was rude to be so demanding and boss the squire around in such a way, but there was no time for pleasantries. Time was of the essence. Hopefully, Col would understand. Bastian plunged his hands into his medical bag and began digging out everything he would need to patch the poor man back together.

Gear

Blanket
3 days of rations
Flask
Flint and Steel
Kindling
Rope
Knife
Cloak
Medical Bag

The Empty City of Atlantis

Where do the dragons come in?