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5 yrs ago
Current Been a while, but I'm back. Just moved and no social life in the new place yet so I'll probably be around a lot.
9 yrs ago
My cat has been found guilty of laptopicide, using my very own jar of ice water as a murder weapon. I'll be back as soon as I can. At most, I'm looking at about a month with no personal computer.
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9 yrs ago
Leaving town to visit my girlfriend, probably won't be around to post for a couple days. I'll be back in full by Wednesday.
9 yrs ago
Anyone else remember Code Lyoko?
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9 yrs ago
Finally got my wisdom teeth out. Probably won't be around much until I recover.

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A true warrior joins the fight!


@Frengo I'm probably going to dredge up my Elven Ex-Paladin. Atonement is good impetus to slay the Undead, and she'd still be fun to play as one risen-from-the-grave if I decide to go that route.
Looks like we've got a pretty magic-heavy cast on the side of the living. I might toss another character into the mix to remedy that. Won't be until later though, I need sleep.

If it turns out we don't need more fighters I'll just make them Undead instead.
I'm still around, was waiting for @ViolentViolet to post.
So... is there a particular pantheon of these Old Gods, or are we free to steal pick and choose from whatever we wish?

Also, count me in.
I'll think about it.

Which means I'm most likely in.
I'm interested. I'd prefer the AU, but I'd go for either.
Luca wouldn't get into a fight over her unless he thought she was being abused or neglected. Would be funny though.
Luca Warren - Raven Queen's Attendant

Location: The Streets of Actium


Looking up into the sky, Luca smiled softly at the gathering clouds. He loved a good storm, and this one was promising to be powerful. The strong winds blew his hair back from his face and made the corners of his cloak snap like a flag on high. Thick and warm, the gray cloak had a mantle of pitch-black feathers that covered the hood and surrounded the cleric's shoulders. These feathers shifted in the wind, lifting a little with each gust. Snow stood behind him, reins in his hand while he leaned against her warm flank. The mare pawed at the ground restlessly, mane and tail flowing in the wind.

"Relax, Snow. We will find some shelter soon. I happen to enjoy this weather, so you're just going to have to deal with it a little longer," Luca said, lifting one hand to pat Snow's neck. She did not respond to his words, but his touched calmed the horse and she lowered her head to pull at the sparse grass growing up between two stones of the paved streets. The two stood near the center of Actium, at one edge of a market square. He had a no particular plans at the moment nor an inn in mind to spend the evening, but there was still plenty of time to work that out. For now, he was more than content to watch the storm roll in. The Summer air had taken on a bit of a chill, but it could not pierce his cloak.

Deciding that his horse had the right idea in getting something to eat, Luca starts towards a wooden stall at a slow walk. Snow's hooves clatter on the paving stones, and his staff adds an additional percussion to the noise. The polished wood was cool and smooth against his hand, and he used it as any might use a walking stave. Hawking her wares, the vendor offered fist-sized meat pies and other pastry buns. Reaching into the folds of his robes, Luca produces a small palm-full of coins and a square of white cloth.

"Four, please," he says to the older woman on the other side of the stall. "Any will do, as long as they are warm."

"That's coin enough for six," the woman says, busying her hands under the counter. From an insulated storage she retrieves the requested food and places it on the cloth. Luca folds the kerchief around them, but not before removing one. The bundle is pleasantly warm as he slips it into his robes, and he makes no move to reclaim any of his money.

"Then take two for yourself, if you feel you must, or find someone who needs them more. I need only four," Luca explains nonchalantly before biting into the bun in his hand. Humming with satisfaction, he raises his other hand in farewell to the woman before turning on his heel and starting away. There was an inn across the square, and he needed to secure lodgings for himself and his horse for the night.
@AtomicNut Luca would certainly do so if given the opportunity.
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