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6 yrs ago
Current Seeya next week, Guild. Signing off.
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6 yrs ago
Merry Christmas
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6 yrs ago
Elder Scrolls RP, now with the Creation Club!
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6 yrs ago
It's happening again. I have been visited by a soviet mad scientist, a king, a penguin prince of darkness, a house plant god thing, a mystical ancient member, a tired reaper (thank god) + a greeting.
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6 yrs ago
For the same reason Rome 2 was attacked by thousands of players who don't know what they're talking about. lleeeeeeemmmmings
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Whattr' you stairin' at.

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Welcome ;)
@Antioch Just a heads up, Artholath didn't mention the dimensions bit out loud.
Internal social and economic meltdown.
Welcome ;)
Artholath turned his other eye to stare at the human. Naive, even for a human... now, that's a novel concept.

"I would imagine, firstly, that archangels don't die very often. Secondly, the moment an archangel did walk in, I suspect the inn wouldn't survive the confrontation." He had not actually met the archangel that had owned the blade, but he heard from both of his mentors the sheer power that they possessed when they were fully present in a physical dimension. "And no, I don't see an archangel sitting down for a drink with one of my ilk." Feeling dirty for spending three sentences on a human, he looked back to Satan. "Tell you what, if you're not going to join the applicant waiting line by the bar, I'll buy you a drink..."

@Gentlemanvaultboy @Antioch
Welcome back ;)
Banned for failing to secure a diverse vocabulary and being sufficiently articulate.
Caesar assassinated
Jailed for sentencing under a false premise.
The hand extended to him gave him thoughts of a convention he associated with humans - the handshake. He had seen other, more respectable races adopt the practice, and even members of his own kind. He hated those influences, but he nonetheless offered his own cold, bony hand to complete the tradition.

"Artholath. Third cousin of a poor bastard locked in a volcano, former minion to two arrogant bastards, and a fellow lucky enough to have touched the blade of an archangel," he intoned, one eye seeming to glare at the human as it sat in the nearby vicinity. It carried an odd pole-like item, likely one of humanity's various odd constructions. It was an odd human, not from any realm he had traveled, but he wasn't interested in pursuing further knowledge of it.

@Gentlemanvaultboy @Antioch
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