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I'm confused. Yay or nay mi amor

@Avali

Yaaaaaaaay

Mi amor sounds funny

^^; glad you think so

Oh god homicidal jar jar blinks outta Nowhere :”D

>Maxwell Kilimal

>Max stands at 5'6 with shoulder length brunette hair. He has a thin build and slightly pointed ears, due to his riven mother. He can wield his piercing, forest green eyes with any of his emotions, making him easy to read if one know what to look for.

He wears a normal elven tunic and pants with soft leather boots. On top of that, he has his cloak of useful items. He has 2 exotic longswords, a katana and a scimitar, each sheathed on a hip. In a pair of specially made bandoleers, he carries a dozen steel throwing daggers. His thirteenth dagger, being made of silver, rests in a sheath on his left wrist. Under his robe, he also has a belt with a collection of belt pouches with a variety of ingredients for his spells.

On his back, he also wears a pack filled with necessary items, such as food and extra clothes. Strapped to the outside of his pack are a pair of enchanted longswords and a pair of shortswords.

>Max is proficient with all types of blades and bladed weapons, though is by no means a master of any of them. He also has a list of spells he can utilize as necessary. He is also has a few roguish skills, such as picking locks and being able to climb most walls that few others can.

>Max was born the illegitimate third of 4 children to a baron from a nearby human castle. With his mother being an elf, she thought it best to raise him as a normal elf.

Max grew up in the forest with his elven mother and her clan. Being raised as an elf, Max didn't know any more than any other elf in the clan about humans. So, he decided to go try his hand at magic. It took him all of 3 years to master the basics, along with a gained proficiency with hunting and sword fighting.

From there, he went to a school for aspiring mages. After a few more years, he and a few of his classmates went on a trip with one of their teachers. Upon being attacked, the teacher teleported the group to a safe place. Apparently, though, it wasn't fat enough. When Max emerged from behind a rock that he had miraculously appeared behind, he saw the burnt bodies of his friends and teacher. He looted what he could before beginning to wander.

After a couple weeks, he found another group to travel with for a while. He went on a handful of adventures with them until separating upon returning home. He stayed for a few months, helping his mother with his new siblings. He then had to leave again to search for more adventures and treasures to send home.

@Rockin StringsThis thread is full sorry :(

Good Mooooooooooooorning my lovelies~

@EldarionI Rockin Strings has been lurking around for quite a bit. I recognize the name ^^;

@Avali eeeeeeee!

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Good Mooooooooooooorning my lovelies~

@EldarionI Rockin Strings has been lurking around for quite a bit. I recognize the name ^^;

My bad :/

Pshhhhh it is fine. He was one of the first people to show up.

Mentioned making a character, but i guess it just never happened.

>Doesn't do well with people

"I should go into a bar!"

Okay, to be fair,

Rose, for whatever reason, decided that strong drink was in order. When she was drunk, the ringing in her head was enough to ignore even the voice in her head. "If you get drunk again, fool, I'll have Muglin peck your eyes out!"

She ignored him, knowing full well that he had no control over Muglin. Technically, she didn't even have control over the bird. It could be up and gone in an instant, and she could do little more than watch. She often wondered why Muglin bothered staying with her. Maybe he found her plight amusing. Maybe he liked the fact that she fed him, or maybe he was just bored. Rose was convinced that Muglin was some form of higher being, something more powerful than a mere bird.

Eventually she stepped into the tavern, though the door had seemingly opened by itself. Either she was dreaming, or some magical shenanigans was afoot... She shook her head, dismissing the thought. It was probably just her mind playing tricks on her.

What she saw in the tavern didn't surprise her. Two men, seemingly fighting over a woman. This sort of scenario was nothing new around here. People always felt the need to assert dominance, though why in the tavern, she could never understand. Nonetheless, she leaned up against a back corner wall and watched, eager to see the show.

That was the full post.

@Avali I'm just joshing ya.

I know I know. ^^;

I'm the killer of fun.

Accept our lord and savior into your heart

I repent my sins, holy one.

I am his ambassador here on earth, his prophet if you will.

Bow before juses crust. Let him into your heart.

He shall be in my heart, and in my mind

Of my bosom, and of my bowels.

Yeaaaaaaaaaah get him out of your bowels.

Juses doesn't love you that much yet.