Ztrog

Violetta Colborn in the madness of the siege had escaped to Savoy. In wait she would await to see the arrival of her father along with the rest of her family. Though he would never come, the stuttering Colborn frowned. She would look across the ruins hoping to find him, any trace of him. That is when she had come up on the news of his passing. Violetta silent in her searching would come to a stand outside the ruins of Savoy. She was really never emotional with any of her family, let alone her father. She gazes to the skies as a stinging came to her eyes. The young woman slowly sinks to her knees, tears rolling down her cheeks as cold gripped her chest. Violetta shakes her head as she holds her hands to her face, for the first time in years since she was a small child sobbing. Sobbing at the lost of a father she wished she had the chance to say goodbye to, to say that she loved.

Why do you hold a gun to my head to comment? Why must your torture me?

Based.

#Save the cold witches

Lucis looks over the missive and shakes his head. "Damn, that's crazy."

Luminescent purple hues gaze over the missive. A lopsided grin comes a tan face covered with freckles. "Oh now that's funny, it only takes the end time to try and bring all together. Even then it's not going to happen. Only all will be united once we have gone in the sweet embrace of Sister Darkness." The dark priestess cants looking to the nonexistent crowd around her to agree.

When no spook rp

Probably the coolest dark magic concept that should bless this server unironically.

We all know James 'The Beast' Von Theonus is the beastest of Mr. Beast

The eldest of Colborn triplets would squint at the parchment displayed to her. "H-huh? C-c-courting? That sounds..i-in-interesting." She stutters out with a perplexed look.

Holy smokes Lightning Evo makes a return but its not over powers? Gasp much wow I love it to death though. +1 for Lightning go zap zap

A witch of the north allowed a grotesque smile to spread across her frozen yet burnt visage. "I love watching them grasp to hope that not there, mother would be so happy with us." The hag of snow would cackle out as she allows the unrelenting blizzard to coat her.

Dame Alexandra Barclay sit in her home, after just been told the new of her great uncles demise. A frown on her face, holding her cane within her hand. A lightstone glimmer at the handle that same item he had blessed all that time ago. "Gutt bye uncle...enjoy vy new adventures." Vivienne Asul'onn thinks over the new with tears rolling down her cheeks. An picture frame held within her hands. A portrait of her, Elias and their brother Christopher. "Im sorry you had to go big brother, never got to tell you who was taller again did i?" A pained laugh leaves her. "I might be selfish, but...Im happy I didn't watch you die like Chrissy." Deep in a downward spiral of despair, Juliette de Silva was crumpled upon the ground, heaving out great sobs. Tears stormed down her pale cheeks like that of waterfalls, her form shook like a leaf within a violent gale, barely holding on. "Elias, why...why did tu have to go..it is moi fault all moi fault.."

Alexandra smiles widely as she holds the missive. "Very gutt, Ich cant read!"

THE BALLOT ((MC Name: Ztrog)) Name: Willow Vote 1: Luthien Maeyr'onn Vote 2: Luthien Maeyr'onn

Upon having the declaration read out to her Dame Alexandra Barclay let a smile come to her face. "Finally, mein vords, und reports have finally gotten zhrough, gutt by 'Ser' Bishop" She spoke with glee.

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Alexandra would be holding the parchment that held her poem with a smile before lowering. "Ha ha, Ich cant read." The blind told herself.

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fire sord

"Zhat ist some zough luck." Alexandra Barclay would muse whilst enjoying a stroll around her home of Rozenfeld.

All of us seeing give away in the title rn.

Please make eminence worth taking +1