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7 yrs ago
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9 yrs ago
How's it going guild? Its ya boi, lack of interest.
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9 yrs ago
More than 71k members of the UIC and growing!
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9 yrs ago
jump man 93- bruh
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9 yrs ago
Looking for an RP to join, something medieval sounds good.
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Looking back at this bio years later...the cringe is insane.

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"Dead Eye" Marcus, Evelyn had heard his name before and to be honest she was not exactly pleased to meet him, especially after what he did in Cythlla's dream. While she herself was not exactly comfortable with Cythlla's craft, the necromancer had proven her worth time and time again. Now was not the time to argue over methods and ideologies, the longer they lingered in these visions the greater their chances of death became. Evelyn stepped through the door once more and once more she was enveloped in a bright light. This whole ordeal had given Evelyn something to thing about, her dream was of home, yet she had not been there since she was a child. A part of Evelyn wished that Ruinil hadn't woken her so soon, a part of her wondered what aspect of home she yearned for most. Alas, such questions would not be answered for some time, this war would not allow such a visit.

Arriving in the new dream, rather the new nightmare, Evelyn found herself in a ruined scorched black. Even with the extensive damage she knew where she was, this was the ruin of The Conclave Hall. Charred bodies lay rotting amongst bones picked cleanay scattered across the ruins of Starguard Castle. As unsettling as this all was, now was not the time to become distracted. Evelyn rushed through the ruins, cutting down ghouls and all manner of necrophages feasting on the dead. Upon reaching the castle gates, Evelyn would witness something that she'd never forget. Along the path to the castle gates, the heads of the Knight-Commanders sat upon spikes, Grathan's was among them. Evelyn was overcome with rage yet she would not vocalize it, instead her usual stern gaze became darker and hateful. A number of ghouls began to approach the Knight-Captain and she welcomed the coming fight. Charging at the closet ghoul she slammed her shield into its neck before slicing off the head. As she moved from one to the other, it was obvious how much anger was in Evelyn as each strike was more brutal than the last. When it was all said and done, the shredded remains of the ghouls evaporated into nothing and the captain finally came back to her senses.

As she searched for signs of the others, Evelyn heard the faint sound of fire. It was more than a simple campfire, rather a roaring blaze which Evelyn looked all around to spot it's glow. Spotting it, she ran as fast as she could to investigate it's cause. Arriving at the site of the fire, Evelyn looked for anything that might have set this dead wood ablaze. The fire was spreading fast and it's intensity reminded Evelyn of the dragon fire at Starguard, raising her shield for the worst she smirked when she finally noticed Bartuc waiting nearby. "Am I right to assume this was your work? Or should I ready myself for another battle?", despite that being a joke, Evelyn's face maintained its stern look. Walking over to Bartuc she stared off into the roaring inferno, it's dancing flames ominously creeping across the earth.
I have a choice right now. I can type up an IC post, work on the characters section, or work on something related to the RP. So many choice, so little time.
If you haven't seen it yet, I'm editing the characters section to seperate the active RPers and the ones gone. They aren't dead just, fallen or "missing" in case they return. If tonight does not get too busy I'll be adding a few more things as well.
The light which enveloped Evelyn seemed to have transported her to another dream rather than the real world as she wished. "An oneiromantic link, this demon is above the cut of its kin", she thought as she examined the dream world. This banquet hall was exquisite, various foods from across the four kingdoms and all manner of people from noble to commonfolk gathered in celebration of a victory yet to be gained. Evelyn moved around the banquet hall, eavesdropping on the conversations of the manifested apparitions. Evelyn did not reach her position as captain because she was highborn; she was extensive in her studies of the supernatural and all she did now was a direct result of her knowledge on monsters and things of such nature. "Its a dream, that much is certain. The illusion is the manifestation of the victim's desires so every aspect of this dream is tailored to that. Judging from the conversations, this must be our necromancer's dre-", Evelyn's train of thought was halted by the sound of a shot as it rang throughout the banquet hall. The sounds of scared party guests alerted her to it's origin. From within the crowd, Evelyn could see what had happened. An individual, clad in black, had shot Henry with some sort of strange device. One thing was certain, he was a member of The Order, his decree made that much clear.

It was when Marcus aimed his weapon at Cythlla that Evelyn took action. Stepping forth from the crowd she called out, "That's enough soldier, this woman is one of The Order". Evelyn moved to stand between Marcus and Cythlla, blocking his shot before looking over to the necromancer, "Cythlla, you must realize that none of this is real? Our dreams have been linked, if we all do not wake up we will all die". Evelyn began to wonder how many people this demon had put under this spell, how long would it be before they were all free, if they even managed to escape before the creature feasted on their souls till it was no longer existant. Looking back at Marcus she spoke once more, "Cythlla is innocent here, this is the work of a greater desire demon, it has linked our dreams together with oneiromantic illusions".
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