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  1. An Inquisitor of Owyn scrounged the lengths of his abode, amassing trinkets of value, relics of vile origin that exuded EVIL, and rare materials that had come from all across the Realm, pledging them forth to the Lordship Of Du Loc's bid. The sum being in total worth: 6000 minaes.
  2. Its time to bring in Bartender Toad.

    1. wowj

      wowj

      ITS TIME!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!?!?!

  3. A mud-ridden Inquisitor sat within the sanctuary of an Owynist campsite, dwelling in the rich marshes of the West, clutching his lorraine whilst tirelessly mulling the Creature they witnessed, "I'll be mak'n Loup-Garou boots 'll tell ya tha'!" He bellowed into the night, crackling embers fending the lingering darkness that befell them.
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    It's over, Bros. . . They're watching me. . .

  5. #JusticeForBreeni

     

  6. A simple Lector's spirit sat within his chair reading texts of vermillion, etched with edge and zing, a simple nod given, "Wowee, honey. The spooks are acting up again!" He spoke.
  7. [!] A scrounging abomination of matted fur, and chittering teeth clasped the missive, that mouse-like snout sniffing the sheet before casting it's gaze over it. "F-fer Musin-kind! Yes, YES!" It drawled out in a nasally tone, the bandages taut across the small figure lessening, revealing the countless boils that line that festering Musin.
  8. Dharas sent in a bid on the ultra-rare NFT, seeming to hold some desire to obtain it. "500 minas!" He barked
  9. It was real, Brother man. Thank you for giving me and the homies something fun! Take some time off, go back to your roots, and detox, bro bro. Hope to see you around some day.
  10. femurlord

    Hardheaded__

    A child born into slavery near the Nation of Urugan, this child was only to be given only a first name since he'd never be free from slavery and The Masters' beliefs were that Last names only gave the chance for redemption of a blood line. He was named Dharas. Dharas grew up without much connection in his Family circle but finding some solace through his work and a select few of other slaves. As he grew he watched and worked as he'd grow he'd slowly gain insight through the occasional outside visit from distant travelers, which occasionally would teach him how to read and different tricks in secret but others would come to buy slaves for themselves. He began to envy those travelers and those who were bought, they'd find somewhere different from here. Seeing himself and his fellow slaves work themselves to death over scraps barely enough to get by, he plotted for years how to escape his situation. Years later during a raid upon the backwater slave encampment from a small cult seeking resources to attempt the resurrection of Iblees Dharas had an opportunity to escape which he took. He left behind his family in order to try and become like those travelers, free to explore the world as he saw fit.
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