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    1. Forett 10 yrs ago

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2 yrs ago
Current So let me get this straight... I get immortality and all you want is to let me let you kill me... in order to GIVE me said immortality... Is this one of those cult things? Cult of the Dragon? I guess.
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2 yrs ago
Oh come now, Fetzen! There is plenty of room to grow. Just think of each little atrocity as a landmark along your road to damnation- real or otherwise! There is no shame in imagining your success.
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2 yrs ago
Up your standards. Don't kidnap princesses, go after Queens! Don't burn villages, burn cities! Be the violence you want to see in the world!
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2 yrs ago
"I have once more risen from my year long slumber to find that gold does in fact walk off on its own..."
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4 yrs ago
I can't believe I'm Roleplaying on a forum again. Cheers to the fun time!
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Bio

11/15/22
It has been four years since this changed! WOW.

Anyway, I am a very chill person that gets their kicks DMing in the world of 5e dungeons and dragons. I had to leave this place of fantasy due to school and then work, but I have returned for the foreseeable future. I have divulged into the realm of Sci-fi since I was last on this site and must say that I am a big fan of all the wonderful settings available! From War hammer age of sigmar (Or 40k) to pokemon I have quite the pallet for roleplay. If you have an idea please don't be afraid to let me know! I match the post length of my partner. If you type six paragraphs, I will type six, if you one line me, I will one line you. Thats about everything you need to know. Don't be shy!

Most Recent Posts

Don't worry guys, shadow is sorting some stuff out. Don't lose hope! *IRL friend OH, and heres a lil post order. Redneckatron Raining Ves Pyromania99 Gendarme Forett (Optional) TheTwistedOne Andromedai Tyrant from the West And the others when they feel the need to join shall be added on appropriately. Does that seem like a good post order? Oh, and maybe everyone should make a post one time at minimum for every 48 Hours? IDK, I'm not the GM, just wanted to throw this up cause yeh... Hope I did gud :D! P.S. Redneckatron totally didn't help
issue solved
I threw in a lil post, its not my character though two things the man had will be needed! I will probably type up something more 'spicy' this weekend. weekdays are sloppy for me :c
Where is the food? I'm hungry.
Man, this ain't a charity.
Oh, never mind guys. I found it. *I drag shadow away*
A tall man wearing full steel chainmail beneath a brown cloak would be easily seen sprinting through the bustling streets of the city, his helm and hood missing, this man was indeed in a hurry. He held Two wads of cloth in his right hand as he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. The clangs of his boots as they hit the ground along with the shuffle of the chains were fairly audible and rather out of place in the city. The man ran around a corner and collided with Aiden, sending both of them to the ground. The man quickly placed himself back on his feet, Running past the three onlookers without so much as saying a word. Quite the rude one, though it would seem he left something. Laying next to Aiden was one of the fist sized cloths the man had been carrying. He had dropped it when he had fallen, and failed to realize his loss. The speed with which the man ran was rather remarkable to anyone who had watched… it would seem he was well practiced. The man ran quickly around the corner of the church, not wanting anyone to follow him inside. doubling back, he found the side entrance and paused to allow himself to catch his breath. He walked inside, Finding the church to be absent of its usual crowd. The clank of his armor and the fall of his boot would be more then enough to draw the attention of whoever was within this holy place. There were two persons he could see conversing in the pews, and he made fast to approach them. He did not give greeting or even so much make eye contact. The man half jogged down the aisle to the two, and kneeled on the pew in front of Daregim. He presented the fist sized cloth to him, panting from the run down the aisle. “Please… keep this s-safe…” His body fell limp, and he dropped the cloth in front of Daregim. As the cloth hit the marble floor it would bounce and unravel. A near fist sized Sapphire with a flawless cut would catch the glimmering light from the fixtures above. This gem could easily be worth a fortune, and for a man as hard looking as this to run within a church and throw it at a stranger? The man, once further examined, would be pronounced dead. His clothes and armor point at being a bandit or mercenary.
Where is the food? I'm hungry.
I'm liking this dwarf. Haha, I will be posting a 'short' into later today. Just to tell everyone I'm real and stuff.
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Oh baby, heck yea.
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