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((MC name: Spoonpid)) Name: Diomedes Terin Vote for Sohaer: (XX) Anethra Uradir ( ) Eredael Rhenaer

Amidst the ship that docked besides the shores of Korvassa, a Terin resides – digits grasped betwixt the Oakwood Shaft of his Bec-De-Corbin. The sharpened pommel sent upon the floor, the comfortable confines of his ship. “May our light stand true against the Dark. In companionship, duty and resolve may we fight against our ordained fate.” There, he’d take residence upon a nearby chair. The man, merely set in waiting.

MC Name: Spoonesque RP Name: Diomedes Discord: Spoonesque#3469 Which part of the tournament do you wish to participate in (PvP/Archery/Both): Both Timezone (EST, GMT, etc.): GMT

[!] Amidst Malin's Rest Inn planted within the Pale, a ‘Berun resides – his features, stoic and without mercy. His verdant gaze settles upon the parchment, lips creased onto a thinned and mirthless line as the Terin’s gaze turns to Kairn. “What Tanith states is easier said than done. Condemn me all she likes, but I acted for the betterment of the crew-mates – For our, and her safety. Wherein, she left – leaving the rest of us; Paladins, Druids and Volunteers to fend off against the incursion of the Inferi. She chose to come along with us, to document and make notes to aid other expeditions. She fell at the first hurdle, leaving at the first sight of bloodshed. It was cruel, but it was within reason. Naivety does little amidst the battlefield, except garner an early grave.” To that, his digits loosened from the parchment. The letter laid amidst the table, perhaps forgotten as the two reveled in amicable communion.

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[!] Amidst a notice-board adorned a weathered parchment, the flayed edges scraping amidst the wooden surface of the signboard. Herein, did lay a bloodied cloth amidst the note – the fabric cradled with a foul and distinct odor, painting the paper with the pigment of muddled crimson. The note seemed to be written in haste, the ink of blunt charcoal ridden betwixt the letter. “Grant the call, I’ll heed it true. The rag bears my scent, should you beckon to me by birds then it’ll be enough to find me. If not, I reside within Aegrothond. Villa One. I am Diomedes Terin, awaiting for your word.”

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“Once more will the Light shine upon our kind.” A lone ‘Berun muttered, his tone placid – reveled in honor, a glimmer of hope attained upon his indifferent features. Thus, does his digits rhythmically tap amidst his table. His gaze, stalwart and unyielding, as it peered onward – unwavering and stoic as the veil had masked his visage once more.

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What are unspoken RP rules that you abide by? How many females have you done, only for them to turn out to be men OOCly? Is Isaac your self-insert?

Literally just a shitty excuse to bandit people, rather horrible really. I see nothing interesting, nor of value in this piece.

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A lone ‘Aheral’s amethyst eyes once more dawn upon the missive, his lips curling onto a wretched leer. ”I bear no empathy for those who yearn to break the peace.”

Within a darkened room, besides a enclosed area – Snalice dwells, pumping iron and lifting weights; He yearns for the next race, to claim absolute victory.