06-04-2009
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WOOHOO! We're coming back from the dead slowly!
__________________  Created By: Elura Sakuma Created By: Lark Windsong  |
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06-04-2009
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I love you for saying that, elura 
__________________ Remember: always with a smile. Still looking to join roleplays: my rpg preferences |
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06-05-2009
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:-D I love me for saying that too lol
__________________ Created By: Elura Sakuma Created By: Lark Windsong |
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07-03-2009
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Name - Jillian Niothal Age - 24 Race - Human Role - Cleric/Protector Power(s) - Healing and Shielding Elements - Water Description/Appearance - Minus the wings and staff.  Background - Jillian lived in a small country town away from any major cities most her life. She just recently heard of the new Bloodsworn and, remembering the histories she's read in the small library, knows that something must be done. Being a Cleric, she wishes to help the new Bloodsworn any way she can, and therefore, sets out on a journey to find her, and help her safely accomplished her mission.
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07-03-2009
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If this one was still active there might be a possibility but it died a long time ago.
__________________ I hide behind a laugh To stop you from seeing my fear I hide behind a smile To stop you from seeing my tears I am alone, and you don't care I carry my own, a cross to bare You'll never see it, you never try It's why you don't see, how much I cry So spare me your speeches Spare me your lies I'll keep this secret Til the day I die. ---Me |
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07-03-2009
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I'd help you revive it if you wanted. I miss Thog.
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07-03-2009
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Yeah, I would resurrect the RP too, if you require some assistance.
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07-03-2009
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*Dusts off Alaric* He has been waiting soooooo long for a response from Morina, he's collected dust. Ah well, he's a good sport.  ...You know, when he isn't being...a barbarian and all that entitles him to act and do.
__________________ There were dreams. I remembered everyone who had gone before me. I remembered the places and times. Cold places, hot places, weird places, always stressful times, swollen with unhappiness, pain and fear. Some died. Some did not. It makes no sense when you try to figure it out. Soldiers live. And wonder why. |
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07-24-2009
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*Sigh* I want to resurrect this one, Am I'm going to do everything to resurrect it! Lark, hope your still interested in DMing this.
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07-24-2009
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It's possible, but in order to do so I would need to replace some people. Which might be kind of hard to do. That or simply start it over somehow from where we are now and perhaps a bit ahead of it. That would probably be the best way to do it anyway, considering half the players are no longer even getting online nor interested.
__________________ I hide behind a laugh To stop you from seeing my fear I hide behind a smile To stop you from seeing my tears I am alone, and you don't care I carry my own, a cross to bare You'll never see it, you never try It's why you don't see, how much I cry So spare me your speeches Spare me your lies I'll keep this secret Til the day I die. ---Me |
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