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Gerd sat atop the Goi's highest point. The unusually tall klan mother swung her legs about as she read the missive, a pipe held partly in her mouth, squinting down with blood shot eyes she'd scratch her temples, "...Nub Goffs." she'd then peer to the legislation again, then to her pipe, then to the legislation, she'd then let out a "HUR HUR HUR, Hear dat bruddahz, mi kahn properlli make mi own klan nowh GLOBZ!" Gerd, now Gerd'zaboth trundled down the steps, waggling the flier at anyone who would look, "Zkah yub" Lah'enna'Lur astutely scourers the section on honor, bobbing her head along with each claim, clearly quite satisfied with how the Iron Horde's morals aligned with the shaman's own, she'd then sit up with a little jump, "Hozh hozh!"

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This small Vuiller boy then gets news of the next death, peering to the next letter with tear stained cheeks he resigns himself to his room. Too much to process in just a few days, he'd simply remain there with his various books, toys and thoughts.

A young Vuiller boy sat at the kitchen table, having met his grandfather just a few days prior to his passing he'd peer to Ledicort's letter after he'd opened it of course. Reading it's contents the Alf shed no tear, no, he grew silent, instead he'd pick up a packet of sunflower seeds, leaving the table without a word, the boy opened the door, greeted by the scorching sun of the desert, in a moment alone he did shed a tear, then two, until he was simply balling his eyes out. The boy scrunched up the packet of seeds, "I will be wise grandpapej, for you, for father. I just wish you'd had more time" spoke the boy before slinking off into the empty streets for some much needed isolation.

A creature sheds a feigned tear.

A scrawny little elf sat in his Hefrumm abode staring at the letter "Oh ****, oh ****"

Some creature reads the missive by the fire, kicking her legs up with an uncanny grin "How sweet" That same creature then heaved herself from the seat that was a good distance from the hearth reaching for her kettle she'd idly work on brewing some tea. "Took them long enough really, I did that decades ago." she'd coo with a little hum, "Greener pastures..."

Good shit

Ah yes... places to keep fragile things next to places that explode... I'm intelligent.

Why am I totally your favorite LOTC-er ever? No, in all seriousness, what's your favorite era of lotc?

Would you look at that formatting

This is totally accepted, absolutely, this is definitely compliant with sever lore, totally.

An ancient being cackled from within a dimly lit room over the missive. The woman then coming to a stand by the hearth she'd toss it to the flame, watching the missive burn. The being then stroking a hand through her deep sable locks, "Kingdoms fall, and then new ones rise." she'd murmur to herself, her steely blue-grey hues settling on her infant "Someday Leoda... We will rise, my daughter" The creature then rose to her feet, striking something off of a list, "What a privilege that someone of mine years lived to see this joyous occasion. Rot in hell pigs."

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A woman clad in a variety of finery and silks sat atop a grand building, her dress lazily hanging from the precipice, and as she received her invitation she'd break out into a grand smile, "Oh, they finally did it." The woman continued to read, though as she reached the invited she'd pause, a grimace settling into her features as she'd quickly rush to a stand, "Fernanda, oh you've been gone too long... My poor dear..."

I don't know you. Though, you've always been very polite. I'm sorry to hear you've had a bad time and I wish you best in your future endeavors.

What are some of the things you look for in a person who you'd befriend? How exactly do you reach any kind of balance ever? My life is like, shifting from extreme to extreme, project to project and throwing my everything at it. How do you get out of that habit? How do you learn to feel confident in your own achievements and works and rely on the praise of others less? What's a must read book for you?

I'm sad, I wanted to redo this quiz to see if it had changed at the link is broken, woe is me.

[!] And so a book descends on the fellows head, followed by a heavy metallic ringing, then a shake of his head. Aymon would depart with a smirk.

Aymon shakes his head at that, staring at the metal man with a small wince "I worry not for myself old friend. I worry for those who would buy into this legislation that might perish shortly after. Though, I do suppose there would be some stupidity involved in voluntarily giving away such information to a society that inherently despises the concept of your being."

A certain "mali'thill" peers upon the missive with utmost disgust, "Ah, ti, because having a registry of every homosexual person will go so excellently when this phase of government falls and the next returns back to traditional maehr'sae." the fellow would then peer to a being forged of metal and alchemy with a hesitant smile settling his head against the sofa he sat at, he'd pull at the strings on his coat in a nervous manner, "I worry for what's to come, friend."

My favourite mage? Hmm, Mayrndz has a very cool mage. Pretty sure your mage is dead. I'd be biased and answer Freya S'indri, but thats cause she's my characters wife.

Pretty good, I really like doing events! It's been weird seeing other people's reactions to it, but other than that I like it. A lot. Sometimes I get that kind of creeping anxiety feeling like I need to do more events or something, but I get that for any commitment I make, so I wouldn't blame the team for that one. And no, I'm afraid, I need your BLOOD!

I'm not! Ooh, good questions. My third ever character on the server had an amazing death. I'd spent much of my time playing her as a very narcissistic and generally awful being, she wanted to get into magic, and naturally, being the terrible woman she was she hired a spy to look into one of her potential teachers so she might gain an edge. Eventually that teacher simply picked her up without such extreme measures. About three weeks in to being his student I get a bird from this spy, saying that the teacher had had an affair. My character now loyal to her teacher goes to kill him with an atronach, though instead leaves him inches from death. Then she receives a bird from her teacher to come home, where she is then clobbered over the head and interrogated, the spy double crossed her! She ended up being burned at the stake as a witch. It was very narratively satisfying to see the culmination of her mistakes end like that. Hm, a character I've admired? Most of theblackbobross' characters invoke some form of admiration for how he plays them. Though, I think I like The Hierophant, he's got a very deep set of motivations, while being the right amount of downright terrifying for my tastes. I have a few characters, and thus this is a terribly difficult question. All backstory I've ever had has been from rp, other than a few characters I made as adults. Though, I did end up pk'ing a character because she just had too much rp in one direction for a community I had fallen out of love with to change. So, I suppose I would have wanted to change Urza somewhat, she was always very pious, and that can get boring if you grow bored of whatever roleplay you're in, because they're so rigid. I'd probably have wanted her to have been more of a goon for a little longer and forged more connections with her kind. I really like classic literature, I steal from it quite often when playing my favorite character. I've been obsessed with Bram Stoker's Dracula recently. Though most of the time my inspiration is just from acting, and getting in character, I let the narrative and the world take it's own course. Aha! I'm obsessed with music, and spotify is fun, you can search through so much of it and find songs you've never heard before. I usually trawl its recommendations, when I make a character playlist I choose a few songs that fit, and then I look for thematically similar ones until I have something I like. German might be my native language, but my mother is half English, so taught me British English from quite a young age, I also lived in England for 11 years, so that really helps.

That's multiple questions. You rp'd with my half-dwarf on your weird delf. I'm a based individual. Last month. Ask your therapist. How?