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    1. Pineappletumble 9 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current That awkward moment when you've been away for a few mouths and have to catch up with everything.
8 yrs ago
Is it weird that I have a good mental image of most of the person just from their usernames?
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9 yrs ago
Sleep is a commodity.
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@Overlord24
Dude calm down, remember not everyone here is from the same world frame and each of them are different and especially in how magic is graded in so Lv 4 might not be as high in his world frame as in yours.
@Mimic
Dude I can't wait to interact with Zyrid, you are an excellent writer and Roll Player.
@Dark Light
Hey if doc's not coming what am I meant to do about Tic? or will he just come to some time later?
@timelord1101@Dark Light@Billsomething
Tick was a fairy princess, little known to his peers, so being held by a large strong man was all he could think about. He longed for his firm embrace, his tight buttox, thick arms...

Then the concussion wore off.

Now this was by no means the first time he’d had his ass handed to him in a bar fight, and he was pretty confident that it wouldn't be the last. That being said this was the first time he ever had to sit through his own defeat, and be left helpless to do nothing but moan as he was manhandled by some unseen force.

He wasn't quite sure if he could see right, but as he was carried up the stairs into the main room Alex seemed to have some lanky bastard by the shoulder who was intent on verbally sparring with a keg. Struggling meekly, he couldn't escape the grasp of his captor to defend the last cheap real booze in this town.

“Noooo...” he feabily called “I can’t go back to soy, ya just can do that to a guy!”

A single tear Tic refused to hide, solemnly fell down his face, if he was thrown out now all he’d have to remember this place by was his shirt still reeking of the whisky that had been spilt the night before. However, much to his joy, he seems to be being carried into another room in the tavern.

‘YES! I can stay in this drunken wonderland’

“Doorman would love this place...” he muttered as he faded back into his own subconscious.
@timelord1101@Dark Light
Yeah I'd say the fights over, been at uni all day sorry I haven't been able to respond
@Dark Light[Basement]
Feeling more in his element Tic recovered quickly from his charge landing on the floor just in time to see and subsequently dive through the bar stool being hurled at him. Rolling back into a standing position Tic immediately regretted his decision on that front and his wings screamed in pain, this flinch cost him precious seconds as Clay's foot connected with his jaw.

Hurled into the air Tic wanted to land so he continue the fight, however his body was only responding with pain and he fell unceremoniously in a heap across the room from Clay. He could only lay their and glare as clay was left the victor of their little fight.
@ViolentViolet[Outside]
Koru wandered through a strange forest stepping easily over the underbrush and foliage that stood in his way or more it parted as he went. moonlit night. It had seemed quite ordinary as forest go when he first step in a day ago, but now it was looking more and more like that he had gotten himself lost. Though this did not deter him as Koru began to take longer more confident strides into the brush, a branch before him lifted revealing a small clearing with what seemed to be a tavern on the far end.

A welcome sight if not an odd one, what was striking about this tavern was not that it was seemingly in the middle of nowhere but was the blue flames that seemed to dance all be it gently on its roof top. As he got closer it became clear that it was not in fact some enchantment but a woman siting upon the roof playing with what looked very powerful fire. Probably not a good idea to leave someone like that unattended in a wood as thick as this.

Reaching a hand up a branch descends smoothly into Koru's hand and pulled the slim Elf onto the roof, he was about to call out to the girl when he lost his foot and tumbled down the roof managing to get a hold in the shingles before falling off the edge.

Ummmmm hi
Koru Elerren

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"Science is just magic I haven't figured out yet"
Wood elf in heritage his smooth tan skin has a a hue that might confuse the less focused into thinking he was made of polished wood. His frame is slim and flows into his heavy forest green robes which have been cut at the shoulders and lower body to allow for more free movement and ventilation. Long chestnut hair falls just below his shoulders some of it becoming lost in his robes hood, a thick leather belt adorns his waits carrying basic adventuring tools and a few trinkets.

Age:
500 and something...

Gender:
Male

Occupation:
Traveling Wizard

Power Description:
Earth and Nature manipulation

Skills:
Arcane Perception

Personality:
The three words that come up most when describing what Koru us like are clumsy, curious and forgetful; he means well but he will still touch subjects others would like him to leave alone. He has a deep care for those around him, wanting to know more about everyone he comes across so as he might better understand the world outside of the forests he once walked. However he's a fear fighter when defending what he feels he should.

Biography:
Not much is known about Koru after he left the forest, more because he couldn't remember anything to tell you even if he wanted to. All that is known for sure is that he was taught to guard the forest like his parents before him. This however was not to be his life forever as some time long ago the forest had been raised to the ground, this is where his memories get worse as he remembers nothing but some flashes he cant quite make out. He's spent his last several hundred years traveling around the globe looking for interesting people and places noting it all down in a large tomb that seems to never run out of pages.

Likes:
Intellectuals
The arcane arts
Nature
Caring for the forest

Dislikes:
Being alone
Remembering using anything but the book he carries

Fears:
Small Spaces
The Unknown

Weaknesses:
Fire
Mental Attacks

Theme Song:
"Empty Train" by David Francey
@ViolentViolet
Yeah keep an Eye out of some kind of elf/half elve wizard in like.... a few hours or so gotta finish up with this uni work.
@Dark Light[downstairs]
Tic was raising his right leg to take a second shot at Clay's left when the large man turned a whole lot faster than Tic could process. Pain shook Tic's jaw as he was thrown across the room, somehow managing to meet the wall with his feet before his back he pushed the pain in to the back of his mind one more slip up like that and he could be out cold. Not having time to take in his surroundings or Clay's movements he pushed off the wall shoulder first aiming where he perceived to be Clay's last location.
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