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6 yrs ago
Current I may not come back. It was nice playing with you all. I wish you all good lives.
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6 yrs ago
The fires of hell did not kill me.
9 yrs ago
No shoes no shirt and I still get service WHY?!
9 yrs ago
Too tired to post.
9 yrs ago
God told me, I've already got the life.....

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ShadowVentus said
Hey. What's going on?


Omg. I'm gonna kill someone. :P
Mithias walked down a long corridor and eventually lights came on revealing various barred rooms, or cells along the sides. "Is this a prison?" he muttered to himself as he peered curiously into one dark cell. He pulled away moments before a huge beast with 16 eyes and a long forked tongue ran up, pressing it's muzzle against the bars at him. Mithias continued walking. After a few minutes of exploration, he sees a guy strapped to a chair with antennae on his head, being interrogated by some other figure.
supertinyking said
((Want to put him on the prison ship?))


(sure. what the hell is going on there? help me try to catch up.)
Man, who is out there who still wants to play? I've been practically inactive for four days, staring at this site, dying for something to say to get people to post. Did everyone go on vacation? Are you all rping in chats somewhere? What is going on?
Seeing no one in the immediate vicinity, Mithias begins walking. "Well now. That's quite amazing. I'm still breathing. I suppose I could look for trouble." Whatever life was about, he might as well explore.
Hey this thread seems always active. What's going on in here?
Ignore it if you want. If I get accepted, feel free to interact. I figure you guys would actually want to have a new person to interact with.
I know. I was just being evil.
In the back of a tavern, Damien waited for his food. Killing had turned out to be a lucrative business, and no one would ever suspect that a face as young as his would be so deadly. He had now had both feet on the dark path, and it felt good. He wouldn't be able to go back to his old town any longer, but the information he'd gathered had already led him away, to this new place. No one recognized him here. He'd give his soul to taste the blood of Saria's murderer.
Name: Damien Varomere
Race: Human
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Occupation: Messanger/Sellsword
Appearance:


History: Damien was an orphan raised in a church orphanage. He suffered a strict, loveless environment that left him somewhat bitter about the world. He practiced swordfighting and magic, but always his magic would revolve around necromancy, seemingly of its own accord, as if he had some kind of natural inclination toward it. Of course, this was punishable and ostracized him. Eventually, Damien was blessed with a wonderful, selfless, and caring friend who's love changed him. He was inspired by her, and brought closer to the light he had bitterly denied all his life. Of course, just after the two were married, she was murdered by an unknown hand. Damien was shattered and could not prevent himself from desiring revenge and falling to despair. He sought the curse, took it upon himself, seeking its power to reach his goals. He wanders the land looking for Saria's murderer and killing anyone in his way.

Equipment: His magic, a bastard sword, dagger, minor traveling equip.

Anything else: The dark curse enhances Damien's strength etc, and has also made his magic quite dangerous.
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