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7 yrs ago
Current Let's get this shmoney fam
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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Just as Evelyn was about to question Argus further, Ruinil had made her appearance. "That messenger works fast", she thought before turning to address the half breed. "It's fine, Ruinil, probably best if there were less of us here now that I think of it", she answered in regards to Ruinil's explanation of Bartuc's absence. "...oh and I'm well, my thanks. As for this one, yes apparently Argus managed to capture her while he was out...what were you doing out there anyway Argus?", Evelyn asked the dwarf but instead got an answer from the prisoner. "If I remember correctly he was soaking himself in a spring not far from here...come to think of it that's all I remember, last time I take drink from a dwarf, my head..", Red struggled to find a comfortable spot within her restraints but there was none to be found. "Altaia's Grace did you throw me over your horse like a sack?! My chest is killing me, to think I offered to share a drink with you!".

Evelyn looked with suspicious eyes to Argus before asking, "Care to explain?". In the meantime, Red had managed to throw off her hood which had gotten over her eyes a few moments prior. Now her deep red hair and striking eyes were revealed to the world. Throwing unimpressed looks around before setting sights on Ruinil who received a surprised stare before Red complimented, "A Dreakind, and an elvish one at that! I love those eyes of yours, do you by chance know what type you are? Wait let me guess, Desire? No, not from what I've seen so far. Perhaps Rage? Maybe Fear? Hmm, its been some time since I've crossed paths with your kin".
Alright I'm about to post. I wish it were more but its probably best this way.
I will in a bit
@boomloverpossibly, it might be better to just go post by post because the others might arrive.
@fourtimesnineI see you there, lurkin in the shadows...
Nooooo I must sleep! It's 5am and I've been up all night!
Oh....you posted...god I'm so tired
@Ace of flames01FINISH IT! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD FINOSH IT BEFORE ITS TOO LATE!
As Cole Porter used to say, "Anything goes"
Still weary from the prior battle, Evelyn lazily shambled across the keep to get herself some food for the morning. Arriving at one of the many cupboards she realized she'd rather simply have tea, this time without Dyrad Extract. After fixing up a cup she walked back to the grand hall to enjoy it in peace. The serene quiet of the hall was comforting as she stared out the large windows towards the mountains. The smell of the freshly made tea reached her nose and she lazily yet cheerfully stared into the cup. "You'd think a war wasn't going on at all", she said to herself quietly, continuing to look out towards the horizon. Suddenly a loud clap echoed through the halls followed by the loud cry of a scribe, "C-CAPTAIN SUNDERLAND!" he called out as he sprinted into the great hall. Evelyn was caught off guard by the sudden disturbance and she stumbled out of her chair and fell onto the ground, spilling the tea over the table in the process. Holding in her frustration and letting out only a sad sigh she answered from the flor, "Yes...what is the problem?". The scribe didn't waste a moment as he began to speak frantically once more, "Master Argus has returned with a prisoner! He awaits you in the dungeon with the captive!".

"What? Why does he have a prisoner? Where had he gone?!", Evelyn asked but it appeared as if the scribe had already run off. Letting out another sigh the captain laid there before noticing the mug which once held her tea was about to fall off the table. "NO NO NO-DAMMIT!", she cried out before it inevitably fell to the ground, shattering ever so close to her. Although she didn't show it, Evelyn wanted to cry out of hatred for how this day was going so far. She laid on the ground for a moment longer before getting to her feet to investigate. "You there, send word to my squad, have them meet me in the dungeons...and have someone clean this up please?", Evelyn looked back at the shattered mug regretfully before continuing on to the dungeons. At the entrance she saw Argus there and with a tired and irritated face she said, "This better be worth it, Argus".
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