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Been a long while, huh...
5 yrs ago
Today's order: Neotokyo, The Tower, Tower Review
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Feeling so tired that the coffee isn't working anymore e.e
5 yrs ago
Posts coming out slower than expected. But they'll be done by tonight e.e

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So... I'm a writer... A gamer and an anime nerd... Uh... I love fantasy ans Sci-fi. And I have a weakness for romance. I'm also gay.... My best friend and I joke around and say that I caught the ghey. My best friend is also a trash talking dwarf. No lie. He's 4'9 has longer hair than most women and a beard. Anyways.... I ramble about stuff often... I'm pretty socially awkward but get me on a topic I like and I'll talk for days....

Peace,

Grizz the Mauler

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Magnus

"You sure you want to carry my shield, young one?" He chuckles at the sight of Quin trying not to drop it. Fang isn't much help, barking and running circles around them, as if the shield was a toy he wanted to play fetch with.
Duvalt

The old king looks around the room... "Hmm... How about this? I will assign you and Maggie the duty of making the place look lively. You know how your sister tends to go all out when given the chance... Having you there would help rein her in a bit." He chuckles, remembering the year she did it all herself... There was utter chaos afterward with getting all the clean up done... Couldn't eat in the dining hall for a week...

Magnus

Magnus raises an eyebrow. "Are you sure a little one like yourself could heft such a large shield?" He smirks, patting Quin on the head.
@EmzyOfNeverland

Gunnar

Gunnar's demeanor changes like a switch being turned on. His very presence in the room seems to grow and his eyes darken, a fire seeming to grow in them. He holds a lax stance, but his every fiber radiates an unsettling amount of power. "Dog?" His voice has grown deeper, but his fangs aren't even out. "Do you even know who you are speaking to, boy? I am the terror that plagued countless shores. A man who has killed more people in one day than you will ever see in your entire life." He takes a step forward with each word, and when he reaches Caspen he knocks his hand away and takes the girl. "Cross me, and princeling or not, I can make you suffer." He hefts the girl princess style, covering her wound with a hand. He sets his glare on Alice. "There is a rule here, that you two seem to forget. You are not to torture and abuse servants or even the feeding stock. We are not a society of monsters. But of civilized vampires. You will do your best to uphold the honor of the Krishkov name, younglings." He walks off, heading to the infirmary to ease the poor girl of her suffering.

Magnus

Magnus blinks, shaking his head. "Hmm? Oh. I am fine... Just lost in thought for a moment... Sorry..." He looks down at Tarquin. He wouldn't let him get hurt. He'd protect him to his last breath. "It happens why you get as old as I am... And have seen the things I've seen in this cursed life."
@Legion02

Duvalt

"Welcome home, my son." He smiles warmly and walks over to the table. "Hmm..." He picks up the sword and draws it, testing the weight and balance. "Wonderfully done... Did you forge this yourself, my boy?" He has a grin on his face as he gives it a few swings. "It has the perfection of a master..." He is happy that at least a few of his children have dedicated their lives to bettering the world somehow. It brings him no joy to hear his children delving into the cruelties that the Old Count had enjoyed so much... There is no honor in such practices... Something he often heard Gunnar reaming out the children for. God knows that man has put up with and trained all of his children... Yet very few give the man the respect he and his cousin deserve.. 'I'll have to give the man a raise... Hopefully he'll settle down soon himself.."
@SouffleGirl123

Gunnar & Duvalt

Duvalt twitches slightly. "I see..." He shakes his head. "I have told him repeatedly in the past to quit with such things... Sadly he doesn't want to learn..."

Gunnar grunts. "He just doesn't care..." He starts walking out. "I'll stop it." He heads out and over to Caspen. "Alright, kid. You'd better hope she's alive, or you and your dad are having a little chat..."

@EmzyOfNeverland
Gunnar & Duvalt

Duvalt smiles. "Of course my dear. I fear your gracious mother might not like it if there were no decorations!" He chuckles. "You know how terrible I am with those things..."

Gunnar groans. "Yeah... You have no eye for the task, my liege..." He thinks back to a very beginning of the tradition when Duvalt had barely had anything in the grand ballroom.. The queen was quite upset with him those years....

Duvalt shoves at him. "Hush, you. At least I have a wife! How long has it been since you've fancied a woman, hmm??"
@EmzyOfNeverland

Magnus

The big man attempts to hide his deeply flushed face as Fang just rolls over and wags his tail happily, woofing. 'Odin's beard...' He thinks to himself, unsure of what to say around this one. Usually he can get the others to go away by growling or glaring but to Tarquin... He only seems to get more excitable and teases him even more, calling him the friendly neighborhood Sasquach. Just the thought of this affable young vampire gets him a bit warm under the collar... But he can't do anything about it. It is his job to protect, not meddle in the court affairs... Besides, he can't risk his heart again... It's why he got this curse in the first place... 'Leif... I'm so sorry...' He looks saddened, lost in thought of times long past.
@EmzyOfNeverland

Magnus

Magnus sighs. "Yeah... Had it down to polish it..." He takes the shield and frowns when he sees that Fang has torn the straps. "Great... You broke it again, Fang..." The dog ignores this and rubs against Tarquin's legs, begging for attention. Storm plops down with his bone and keeps gnawing it. Magnus just stands there and fiddles with the shield, his beard hiding the beginning of flushed cheeks.
Magnus

The lumbering giant of a vampire was busy marking things down for the security at the upcoming ball when Fang tore out of the room carrying one of his shields. Being a rare breed of mastiff that the myth of direwolves come from, this dog easily hefted the shield like a toy and charged off. Storm merely raised his head at his brother and went on chewing his bone. Swearing, Magnus grabs his vest and hurriedly pulls it on, chasing after Fang. Storm whines and follows, not wanting to leave Magnus' side. When he gets out he sees that Fang has dropped the shield at Tarquin's feet, panting and whining. "Fang! Get back here ya crazy beast!"

Gunnar & Duvalt

Gunnar stands with his king, listening intently to his ideas about how the ball should be run. It will be for his and the Queen's anniversary. It is generally celebrated because his children when they were younger wanted to do it and he just kept the tradition. At times he would have to shut down the king's requests as he was quite extravagant... and some things couldn't be done...

"My liege, having that many... humans.... in this place for too long is a bad idea." Gunnar crosses his arms. "Seeing as how a few residents would... cause problems. Now, I suggest that the only ones we have here are the usual ones, and bring in a few more to help with the feeding stock." He doesn't seem happy about that last bit, but it is a necessity, it's how they survive and so, it must be done.

"Alright, alright..." Duvalt chuckles. "It's a good thing I ask you for your advice... Aren't afraid to tell me no..."

"Someone has to, my king." Gunnar smiles. "Have you prepared her Majesty's gift?"

Duvalt's eye sparkle. "Aye. And I believe she will like it." As a general rule, they flip off the gift giving at the event. Because they've lived so long it helps keep a fresh pace to the whole affair. This year it was Duvalt's turn and he was known for often forgetting.
@Obscene Symphony

In the Krishkov Household, there are no such things as "slaves". In fact, Duvalt treats all his servants like honorable thralls in Viking culture. They can't leave, but they are relatively content with life... And to abuse a servant is heavily frowned upon... Especially by the resident Generals. There is no honor in that...

that being said, there is a degree of standards that is expected to be achieved. And the Head of the House expects that it exceeded...
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