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7 yrs ago
Current CAREFUL NOW NED, CAREFUL NOW
7 yrs ago
The last 10 visitors on your profile is literally just a cycle of “Oo someone checked out my profile, time to check theirs” and it rinses and repeats like 2 neighbors window watching each other
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7 yrs ago
UGHHHH I hate some people
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7 yrs ago
Shrek 2 is on TNT right now. Time to settle in for the greatest masterpiece in cinematic history
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7 yrs ago
In the middle of a GoT rewatch in preparation of the upcoming season and Stannis is still indeed the Mannis
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@SugarRush@Eviledd1984 I'm reading over both your sheets now, but just to let you know I dont accept real life images, replace them with cg images or drawings please.


It’s been fixed, yer grace.

Taa-daa! Sorry for taking a figurative decade!

@Dynamo Frokane Just so I know before I go in and try to make a lil character, are any of the following powers too OP or off limits? Not like I'm going to give all these powers to one character, I'm just seeing if any of my ideas for a character are not okay due to an OP power. Anyway here goes:

- Astral Projection
- Water Manipulation
- Sleep/Dream Inducement
- Very weak/temporary possession

Hooray!
🅱️🅱️🅱️🅱️
I’m so interested.
@SugarRush You still in this?


Yes, I'd still consider myself to be in this. Been busy but still here. :D
Eliza


"I thought I had made myself perfectly clear. I needed the bandits alive. Yet you kneel here before me with nothing but their blood on your swords." The words cut like a knife and echoed throughout the room, which only a commander, her two most trusted guards, and an orc who failed currently inhabited. The orc, named Gaethar, just continued looking down at the stone floor of the building. "You have nothing to say for yourself?" Eliza grinded her teeth, rage dripping from her words like blood from a fresh wound. She looked down upon Gaethar with disgust. She'd trusted him with capturing the bandits who had been coordinating hit-and-runs on their camps, which turned out to have been a mistake.

The orc rose from his knees. "Commander, I... I-I can explain!" He stuttered, having trouble looking her in the eye. "They were fierce, they killed one of our own! They were too dangerous to be kept alive!"

Eliza winced from pure annoyance at her soldier's stupidity. "You think I care about a couple of orcs dying for the cause? You think I care about an orc dying for anything?" Eliza rose from her seat. She'd had her men fashion the seat into a throne of sorts during the two weeks they had spent being stationary at this small village they conquered. She'd been plotting their next move, but the supply raids from the thieves and bandits kept pushing back the plans. "I have hundreds of orcs, Gaethar. The life of a single soldier means little to me. I needed at least one of those bandits alive, and you failed. There are many more bandits out there. I needed to question the ones we'd isolated, to learn about the others the rest of the pack. To find out where they've taken our weapons." She scowled at the orc. "Instead, we have nothing. Nothing but dead bodies." She walked back to her makeshift throne, picking a grape out of the bowl there and eating it. "Fail me one more time and you will join them."

Gaethar gulped but knew he hadn't failed completely. "Commander, forgive me for continuing to speak. We may know where the bandits originated." Eliza raised her eyebrows in interest while she ate the grape. "Speak, orc."

Gaethar cleared his throat, his confidence returning to him. "While we were scouting we came across another town. It's the neighbor town to this one, but it was concealed in a forest. It might be where the thieves lay their heads," he spoke earnestly.

Eliza smiled. A possible solution to the nuisance had been presented. "I'll send a batallion, tonight, to burn it to the ground. Find any supplies and steal anything valuable. Slaughter the population," she studied a rotten grape that she'd found in the bowl before flicking it off to the side. Disgusting. A servant elf quickly appeared from the darkness of the side of the room to clean it up, and disappeared just as quickly. "I'm putting you in charge of this, Gaethar, because you know where the town is. Succeed in this and I will try to forget your failures."

Gaethar nodded, "Thank you, commander. I will not fail," the orc said before leaving the premises at Eliza's beckoning. Once he left, Eliza turned to the guard to the right of her chair. "While they deal with the bandits, I want troops patrolling the outskirts of the Dark Lord's influence for any scum." Eliza had heard whispers of warriors and "heroes" who fight with honor and compassion against the Dark Lord's forces. These tales annoyed her. "Relay the order. I want legions of trolls and dark elves patrolling every forest, every river, I want it all scoured until these misfits are found and executed." Her guard nodded understanding, gave a "Yes, m'lady," and ran off to relay the order to the soldiers.

Eliza rubbed her temples, her head aching with stress from all the nuisances that were occurring, her guard's heavy steps echoing as he left.

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