Pancho

why are bros obsessed with sex.. it's sus at this rate

good catch creamy, this one is hella freaky

i spit out my corona all over my screen, screw you

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ITS JOVER

I genuinely don’t understand the point of this one. CA’s and certain MA’s make sense. This is just ludicrous.

"Only through Order shall we be able to succeed. May our Lord give us the strength to carry on the fight." Cerrick of Khamees stated, nurturing his wounds as he sat among the hills of Urguan.

"Those damned Canonists still haven't sent me that list." Cerrick of Khamees lamented, reading the missive. He thought to himself about how two-faced the Church was being in the moment.

Burnout is a real problem and deserves the attention you’re giving to it. Have a great break!

The Departure -+-+-+- Jose Fuentes looked out onto the horizon from his peak in La Dorada. His eyes seemed dull and bland, as though the light in his soul had gone dark with the world. He moved from the roof, each step a thud as he got to the ladder. “What’s the point?” He had killed his best friend, a mentor from the time he was a boy, all over political agenda. He had been missing from the public eye for years, not daring to show his face to the public and family he knew hated him. Not even Ramona dared look him in the eye, even after defending her and the now-deceased King of Haense. Jose seemed distraught as he ordered a servant to ready his possessions to depart. “Adios, mi gente.” A teary eyed stare came from the carriage as it left the Golden City, the man inside not ready to hold himself to the standard he once was. Though if he were called upon, he was ready to serve once more. As was, The Oath of the Patriot. -+-+- A MISSIVE FROM THE HOUSE OF FUENTES As of 95 D.d.R, Ser Jose Fuentes, the Margrave of Corocoa has been declared officially missing. Any information regarding the Margrave is to be reported directly to Hyspian authorities as he has been declared mentally insane after allegations of kinslaying were levied against him. -+-+- [!] The following was attached to the public missive inside of Hyspia! -+-+- To the people of Hyspia inquiring about my voluntary exile, I apologize. Over the past decade I have been thinking a lot about how I will be remembered in history. The legacy of the Patriot lineage is one of hatred and betrayal, yet never of Oath Breaking. I upheld all my oaths and will continue to do such when called upon once more, as my father and grandfather did before me. As my father had inherited my grandfathers, I now also inherit their oaths. Treble was the Patriot of Oren, Antonio “Alto” was the Patriot of Sedan, and now I have been the Patriot of Hyspia. Whenever these oaths are called upon, know that I will answer as my forefathers once did. For that is our oath. -+-+- [!] The following letter would be addressed and known to only Ramona de Pelear!

[!] A response would be pinned under the missives in the South of Aevos! To his esteemed Holiness, Caius I. I am Cerrick of Khamees, a Paladin of Xan under the Order of the Golden Lion. Your church has used our members before in aiding against the dark, even after declaring us to be heretical in our ways despite worshipping the same as any Canonist. It seems you name a few places as a consortium of darkspawn, though a certain name popped out towards me. The Kingdom of Vikela, which has been my base of operation for anti darkspawn activity in the South for quite a while, was named as a hub of evil and nefarious activity. Given this generally is patrolled by myself and one of my comrades, I would implore you to give a list of names of alleged darkspawn that reside within these walls to be subjected to immediate testing. Yours truly, Cerrick Fenifaer

Aldric Ludovar was boarded up in his room in Isaakev when he heard the news. A stranger dropped the letter at his door, along with a gruff statement about the news. As the stranger left, a sobbing could be heard starting from the room.

Cerrick Fenifaer, a follower of the Golden Light, read the missive with great interest. He hummed as he handed it to his kinsman and comrade, Ryvel. "Looks like a great show, how about we engage?" @Kanapes

So that when people roll up on a crp they cant emote watching it to get irp info when they aren't allowed to join

As Cerrick Fenifaer, an 'ame of lowstanding patrolled the South of Aevos, he took a hold of a copy of the missive, reading it before looking to his companion. He smirked a bit, though his brow perked in surprise. "Seem like we got some work to do, ey Ryvel?"

Honestly Brother Rat would be crazy Edit: +1

The Bronze Lubba looked up from the hells, judging the Silver Lubba for enacting the one thing that he had fought against in life. Taxes.

very reasonable policy, admin team making plays. $ADMN up!

Aldric Ludovar, a talented duelist, mourned for the Queen. She had done so much with her life. It was truly the end of another chapter.

Cerrick Fenifaer, an initiate of the Order, silently dipped his head as he finally could recount the death. He couldn't do anything in the moment, already taking an arrow to the chest. Though he wish he could've done more for the Fallen.