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"-..Oh. Nevermind. Maybe it was that bad." spoke Bog, having just flipped a page, his prior read being the first withdrawal post.

".. Strange," spoke Bog, merely scanning through that missive. Then, he turned to his buddy, their expression peaked with interest - pupils dilated. "I recall a story now, back on Almaris. The wicked Miven Caerme'onn herself, neglecting all issues that made themselves apparent; Azdromoth was one of them, ti? History repeats itself, it seems." That friend spoke nothing in retort, because it was a mere feline, only focused on the week-old bacon Bog snacked on.

A good clarification edit. Would be better to refer to the Feat Lore instead of the Ritual Spell as a whole, but since it's already covered below Lord's Blessing, it should mimic what is there originally in the actual page. Also, idk what everyone else is talking about saying this is changing Cursed Children .. they've only been barred from Paladinism and Paladinism only, lol. I recommend probably changing the title to Naz Clarification as opposed to Naz Amendment, since that's what probably led people to assume you changed the actual lore.

Caught within the rectangular pupil of an observant man, a moment of discontentment hung in his mind. Peculiar seemed fitting for this scenario; did Laelia sincerely find such weight upon her name dismissible, or was the public eye sent in the midst of a facade?

With the new headline finally settled before an old man's desk, his upper lip swerved in mere distaste for such doings. He out of all people knew the calamitous beckoning cursed onto his kin - but to harm a child? How ridiculous, he concluded.

my crayon business will now thrive

Alhanavir - 1 = ATEE!!!

Upon emerging a drowning cellar, thalassic ink returned to its rightful place; his seared binds. That crooked nose scrunched in distaste. Not because of the harsh winters - but because of the actions permitted, and the decisions made. A series of grumbled messages seeped out the northern man, incoherent as always, with those elongated pupils set onto Dread - no. - onto Haldir all the while. It goes without saying, there was no faith held on his part. 'A waste of time, a waste of energy.' He thought sourly to himself, before trudging off.