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Current With a heavy heart, I set sail.
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1 mo ago
First time making samosas from scratch; also making fried pakoras, fruit salad, and daal. I can't wait to try it all~
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1 mo ago
Okowa, the sister of sushi! I got my chicken, my fish, my mushrooms - I'm gonna drown it all in soy sauce-
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2 mos ago
Maybe I'll play Cyberpunk 2077 some more. My brother maxed out my character a year and a half ago. Haven't seen him since. Miss him.
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2 mos ago
Mica, my pet snail, passed away today. :(
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”Mr. Dawson, why don't you have a seat?” He said, gesturing to the brown leather chair he had his hand resting on.

The men behind Adel stepped forward. They each placed a firm hand around his upper arms, half-guiding, half-dragging Adel to the seat. If Adel struggled in any way, their plan would have been quickly subduing him with a blow to the cheek - but besides tensing up, the man didn’t fight.

They shoved Adel into the seat, twisting it so it faced the mirror. Vincent still had that smirk on his face as he picked up a bowl of shaving cream and an applicator brush on the counter.

Slowly, methodically, Vincent applied shaving cream to Adel's face while speaking.

”Now, my men tell me that you and your spies have decided to make it your home in White Pine. Not that I care too much about that.”

He set down the bowl, picking out a barber's blade instead. He opened it, the fresh gleam of a clean, sharp blade within.

“What I really care about, though, is who set you up to do this.”

The blade pressed against Adel's neck as Vincent leaned over, staring at the man through the mirror.

”So, what'll it be, Canary? You gonna sing?”


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Nocturnal Memoirs (2024)




"A million times I have done this charade. The moment people figure it out, I get the boot." she thought.

"But don't you want to see the fear in their eyes when they see who you really are...? Don't you want dominion of this place, just like how you were unchallenged in Vaal Kastrix?" said the Voice.

Ciara scoffed, immediately thinking of Gulliver and Valen. "I'd love to wipe the smirk off their faces."

"It starts by building a rumor. A rumor of power. This could be the place to start."

She took a deep breath, narrowing her eyes resolutely at the Undermage. "Head Advisor, with all due respect, you have no right to ask me about my intentions. If you want answers..."

She stood from her seat, rising to her full height.

"You'll have to duel me for them."


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Iris Ascendis Roleplay (2023) | TikTok Tribute




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@Thayr There is a mix. For example, a city like Hathforth will have humans, elves and dwarves living somewhat harmoniously together. Rockhold will be almost entirely dwarves, while Aetherra will be mainly elves. Nordor would be mainly non-magic humans with a massive distrust against anything magical.

For examples of Dremora's Shade, I would look at what I've written in the OOC and Izurich's character, who made a 'pact' with a Shade. A large majority of Shades answer to the Wizard Queen in a 'pact'.

Necromancy is definitely looked down upon, even by the current Wizard Queen.
@Thayr Probably not sahuagin or medusae, but I can get behind the sentient undead and/or animated armor. :)
@Andre Valias Yeahhh, it's like ten years haven't gone by. xD Looking forward to your reply, no rush!

@Thayr The races are based off Skyrim, so any of those. We also allow custom races, like changelings. There are also shadelings, which are like demons (more information on them in the first OOC post.) If there is a particular race you want to go with, just let me know. :)

Okay, I reeeaaally wanted to post for Athius as well, but I think it needs input from Irradiant and Click This before that. So I'll wait on them before responding to you, Otter. :>

Building a bit of plot so Andre gets drawn into the main plot sooner rather than later!



The Smiling Monkey, Odonfield, Two Days Ago


@Andre Valias




As Anton stared out over the crowd, torn over his feelings, a light fluttering would catch his eye. A grey butterfly passed by his gaze, it's wings flapping in the tavern light, before leaving his peripherals.

There was a whisper in his ear. ”My, my, a Ravenfellian. One of the last human ones at that.”

If Anton were to look, he would be looking directly in the face of a young woman glancing side-long at him, a slight smile to her porcelain lips. Her long, pale lashes fluttered, the hairs crisscross on her face shifting slightly.

She moved to stand in front of Anton, offering a polite curtsy. ”Baron of Marceilles, what brings you to Arrowfell?”

A pause, before she straightened, gently adjusting her white silk dress. Her crystal eyes creased as she placed her palms together, bringing them up to rest against her tilted cheek. She swayed slightly back and forth, like a girl lost in a serene memory.

”Don't answer that, I know.”

Her eyes lidded, reciting from memory, ”To His Grace, the Duke of Rhinecliff. I won't presume you've heard of us, so let me start with an introduction: we are the Braves of the Orchards.”

Her hands dropped to lace together at her waist. If he looked carefully, at this angle her wrists were exposed, the angle revealing balled joints.

”It won't work… Your plan.” She said softly, looking off to the side. ”But I'm here to propose an alternative to you.”

She gestured to the open seat across from him. ”My name is Ryllae Evoek of the Order of the Looking Glass. May I… sit with you?”

Oh boy, now that you mention it- xD
The Order of the Looking Glass










The Braves of Marceilles





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