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A Certain Nephilim peered across the paper a confusing flicker upon his eyes. "Meaningless slander to our name, for the crimes? Lies." The Nephilim shrugged, little care was shown upon his face.

What's your opinion on the living crisis in the uk? And it's constant knife crime which is at an alarmingly increasing rate? Do you have any overall thoughts on this matter good sir?

rukio cleaning these streets

Init what a loser

nooo way??? Who imagined a part two being released so early!!

me when disconnect cos I can lolz XD feel like this would cause problems, not sure how to view it. I like it tho but imo I can imagine it causing a lot of issues that are just ooc but ye. Another edit: I feel like Azdrazi disconnecting a herald should be easier to pull of then a herald to do so, instead of the same thing. another edit: nice job rukio! Cleaning up the drazi community and its problems like its a side quest now. . . *looks for Nehtamo

Nub wey..

A certain creature heard of the kings passing and then spoke a silent prayer for the passing of the Karl III

Lord Of Sunlight And Cinder Blessed be thee. Blessed be the wretched. A neatly folded parchment and a pristine urn covered in archaic drawings had been tested and licked by a dragon's flames. - Both have witnessed the yearning fire. The urns' contents were a fallen - sister, and daughter's ashes. Soul mayhaps even be altered by that cretin X*N. The note with the urn proceeded to have a dull written text. Dear slaves of the slumbering sunlit lion, I dear write to those who worship his false trail, cretins of Xan, your fiends have made way across city to city - To advertise thy ‘worship’ though, I do not wish death ‘pon all of you, I only wish for you to see how I see, mayhaps this will happen soon yet who am I to say? But this you cannot understand, you are blinded, misguided for a false lord that promises nothing but magickal abilities, thus I bestow upon you this urn, the urn of the fallen - But do not fret, I have cleansed their body from any corruption that had instilled itself into them, this ash? It is pure beyond your comprehension, remember, one by one you will be unblinded. ONE. BY. ONE. Hath my truth Taketh it, it is thy own. Let me showeth it too thee, I shant bite. Those who examined and read through the contents of the missive couldn’t help but notice a daunting arrogance of egotistical pride and cruel laughter erupted from somewhere. What good is a belief? If that belief could be shattered with simple words.

well imo, it kind of just balances things out and allows them to have a 'ranged' projectile, long ago it used to have an impact and would be concussive, which ain't the case now or in this write mr noob.

something or someone peered over the missive intrigued with its contents skipping past each word, though made sure that the text was read properly. "Cheerio!" It declared before letting the winds take the missive...

yes.

fire sord?

he came back for the forum rep

Am I late

A maddened creature with a heart of fire and scales like stone remained lifeless and cold. - To the breath as it slumbered in the lands of sprinkling ash and fire. The thing would rise rigid and old, its claws drove deep into the earth digging with thought and wonder, before it arose with a drawled tone it burst into a resounding eruption of cruel laughter, clawing at a wall for what it dreamt, art was portrayed as it painted onto the black wall glittering it with embers.

Some dwarf would sneeze whilst reading it, not giving out any real thoughts that went through his mind at the time.

@Priceflash

In priceflash we trust, In yemekar do we find balance!

Wet ash began to toil The bell rang once soon to be twice All for what cost? Saved herald mortal flesh bestowed blessing of he the TITAN. Dead Nephilim killed with a shining golden axe tool of Xan behead him. Songs were sung fluently the words were fire, gold, and were sweet as they touched the eardrums of those who watched. But how could he blame those? Who never glimpsed the secrets of open-asioth, their wretched lord has blinded them. How do I save a blind man ? I will either let them fall Or they embrace asioth. Embrace the warmth of my father. Heed my words, let me and my people shine the way on the dark stygian path. All you must do is listen. "I met your bell, once my father razed these lands. It makes me laugh." Cocky and bold his last words were before it erupted into a burst of mad laughter before meeting death

Ragrin wiped a single tear that dropped and swam down his cheek "Dats my boy"

The creature with a heart of fire and skin of stone smiled gently at the note, reading each word again and again before he neatly folded it and placed it on a desk.

CMON SIGRUN! Ragrin yelled

Ragrin cheered for Sigrun Ireheart !