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George Halcourt started counting down the days untill the ball would happen, helping his mother with all the preparations! @cherrybud

Which persona would you wish you could interact with one more time?

Sylvir gives a thumbs up because he can't read!

Somewhere deep in Allessandra's heart a proud Cirilla smiled to her dearest friend

A proud uncle of the Baroness saved himself a copy, offering Nataliya a pat on her shoulder "Eam proud of vy"

In those very ends of her life the thoughts of Dame Cirilla of Karosgrad, Ciri for her friends, went out to those she loved, those she cared for. Her eyes stared off into the distance, the ice, the woods. She looked up at the night sky, counting the stars as her life slowly ended. She had so much more she wanted to see, to do. She had plans for Haense, for herself, for her future. They would only remain plans, mere ideas, inside the head of that young woman. Without a doubt an ambitious, young woman, murdered by that very own ambition.

Saalih Ibn Utayr Al-Hamad finally welcomed his sister, all be it with some pain in his stomach, some cacti in his hands and on top of a horse, mounted with a special saddle

Radmir Amador showed the report to his niece @cherrybud "They forgot to mention vy saving me, but Eam in the report!" He spoke proud, a smile plastering his lips

Dame Cirilla of Karosgrad had her hand move through his hair as the body was laying in the clinic, eyes looking over the body "May GOD keep you safe and well, Ser Jakob. Thankyou for everything" Were the last words she said to the knight.

"Congratulations" A soon to be Dame mumbled to herself as she heard the news

Report on the Attenlund swamp ___________________________________________________________________________ When a man or woman ascends into the ranks of the knights it’s known that, once they have completed their other trials, they are to be sent on their Bogatyr test. It is what every Page and Squire works for, looks out for, and prepares for. As I, Cirilla, had finally mastered the right skills it would take to be a dame I too had been sent to search for the Oracle and receive my test. As I moved through the swamp the ear-bleeding screech of a toad-like creature reached my ears. As I looked about, nothing, no one, was to be seen, yet. As I continued forwards, a torch and sword in hand, ready to strike whenever I needed, I stumbled upon a massive, slimy, toad-like creature. A Parhor of about 8 feet had been awaiting me, its eyes staring into my own. It immediately jumped forwards, Its massive body aiming to land upon me, crushing me with its massive weight. I barely escaped such an attack, as I was just able to roll backwards. With the little time, it gave me I reached for my belt, took a bottle of it, and threw a Will' O Bottle at it, setting its feet ablaze. Loud screeches of pain filled the silence of the swamp, as the creature then launched its head right into my chest, throwing me off the hill. Later I found out it caused a nasty cut: at the moment I did not notice, for it almost instantly grabbed me with its tongue. It dragged me forward, and I had barely time to pour some Flaming Salve over my sword. I set it ablaze using a stone on the ground, held it tight in my hand to then finally used it to cut off the Parhor’s tongue and set the remaining on fire. It shrieked once more, stumbling backwards a bit, away from the pain I had caused it. The beast, now in full pain, hadn't been paying enough attention, allowing me to throw a tanglefoot potion at it. It was now stuck in its place, giving me free space to deal the final blow at its chest. It fell down on the ground, its eyes black and lifeless. The beast of the Swamp had been defeated. ___________________________________________________________________________ Cirilla

What is a Creeper's favourite food? Sssssssalad

King Odins' spare parts nodded approvingly "Well done, brother. Well done"

xPooplyFarts69x once again showing us the real facts people. Based Gen @Generi