Sillians

People who know me, already know the answer is Trash Panda.

A black and brown barn owl delivers the missive to a certain silver-eyed 'ker. The 'ker in question read the missive with some amusement until a mension of Khel cropped up, his light cynical smirk fading as he raised a brow before uttering in a slow, somber tone. "This Oughta be interesting..." The letter then being folded and put into his pocket as he as he picked up a quill and paper and wrote another.

And red pilled my friend! Edit reason: ugga boogaa autocorrect

Enaer'dyr Oussana gave a single chuckle, having evidently caught his comrades comment. "Disappointed are we Llir? Don't worry it would have been too acidic anyway." The reply came with amusement with a sly smirk to his lips as his cold silver eyes pierced his veil to look at the path infront of them, marching along side his fellow soldiers, quite contently.

Honestly love the idea... Even though my character would never... Sussy heathenistic voidal magic... +1

An Oussana looks to his Axe giving a simple sigh as he throws the missive to the fire, a morbid saying in a forgotten tongue, exiting his lips. "Chuthen ulu chuthen... jal zhah chuth..."

A certain Oussana smiles upon reading the missive, giving a single approving nod.

A certain 'Ker of a renowened heritage smiles upon reading the missive behind the frigid walls that shield him from the snow outside, his cold gaze set on each word, each meaning as he smirks pridefully. "Words i can actually endorse... I wonder what my great grandfather would think of this..." The 'Ker mused for a long moment, respectfully setting the missive asside looking to the Nor'Asathian symbol with a certain caring and deeply respectfull look. "Lye yallr ohn Mali, u'eth ohn valah" The 'Ker concluded closing the topic of his mind, deeming it more than handled by capable leadership.

Not only are these two cities a confluence of amazing architecture and over all satisfying design, the verticallity, the damned details on each road is so damn nice. The video is a masterful respresentation of that same confluence, the comparisson of above and below ground cities emphasizes so well the cultural difference culminating the conjoined tunnels that ease into each settlement without abruptly changing theme. Plus... I'm in the video +1!

The cold eyes of a particular 'Ker, read the missive behind his stone walls, them, cold by unabating frigid night winds and snow. Though an entertaining read, the Arch-Vigilant of Death scoffs and rants in an ancient tongue, probably forgotten and unknown by many, by his reaction and disdainful expression... He'd be seemingly insulted by the words read. "Ji l'Valsharen Darthien inbal l'calesset natha telanth pholor Almarian Mali dveren, p'luin skrel'doeb nind karliiken phor Valah jalilvac?" His imperious words echoing out through his home, as he then crumpled up the piece of paper and threw it in the fire, muttering an annoyed and disapproving. "Wyrvun, i wish they were as useful as their paper is on warming up my home..."

The cold-eyed Fennic 'Ker gives an imperious smirk at the reading of the notice, regarding the merge of his cultures in a mighty confluence of states. A Feeling of pride, overwhelmingly present in his expression without uttering a single of word.

Name: Enaer'dyr Race: Moriquessir/Mali'ker Age: Old enought! (16) Gender: M [[OOC]] Username: Sillians Discord: Sillians#8793 Timezone: Lisbon/London - GMT/UTC

Fading lavender eyes read the missive with an amused smirk, almost letting a chuckle out "When the world unites to **** you up.... you know you fucked up!" Setting the missive aside after the comment, a growing sense of politics in this bean as he scurries off to do his own thing.

Faint lavender eyes scan the notice with a small smirk to the owner's countenance. "Smol Bear is kinda based..." A soft, lighthearted comment of pure amusement as he made note to travel there soon-ish.