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faust

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  1. Unfortunately this horse isn't very familiar to me but I love it all the same. I once rode it into fire on accident mid conversation about how I had to make sure no harm comes to it

  2. Alby 16 is very dear to me even if he died very fast thanks to someone deciding it would be a good idea to run through the magma around haense without paying attention to his health

  3. I don't have much to say on this last horse I haven't been around for this flopper as much but I'm a big fan of him. I miss flopper 1

  4. That last horse is a lovely one it has only been with me for 3 elven days but it has done an amazing job i will be sad to see it go

  5. please let me put the empty horse whistle I've had for months in my vault it has a lot of sentimental value

    1. silariathas

      silariathas

      this is important

    2. z3m0s

      z3m0s

      Magic empty horse whistle

  6. Live laugh love

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    2. ContestedSnow

      ContestedSnow

      good job figuring it out (:

    3. faust

      faust

      Thank you it was very imperative that I made a status update

    4. thejack

      thejack

      awesome post

  7. Dare I say that as a queer person it just isn't fun roleplaying out a situation where someone's character is being actively homophobic (etc) when you can 90% of the time tell that it's just an ooc bias being roleplayed out You can argue that it limits RP all you want but player comfortability should come first with things that very easily tend to feel like there is character bleed. We are in a fantasy setting play off of the fantasy shit not what directly mirrors real life
  8. faust

    videosgame

    You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) "Eh?" She tersely acknowledged the lady. Clearly in a daze -- this was out of her expectations. But what could you truly expect when peeking into places you may not belong. Taking a quick look at her surroundings, though clearly avoiding gazing too directly at her questioner. "You-.. It's.." How should she word this? "..Nothing important. I've got nothing of a story to tell -- not one of interest, at the very least. You're better off seeking out someone else." Her guard was up to the max, as defensive as could be. Searching for an opportunity to be dismissed from this non-binding conversation. Hell, why couldn't she just leave? Nothings stopping her. It was like all of her thoughts were clear on her face, "It's nothing you ought to worry yourself with, I'm just a low-born. Not a story to tell, and certainly nothing you'd care to hear." Reiterating herself once more, she shuffled back towards the entrance - exit? - of the tent. Giving the hag a light nod, dismissing herself, she disappeared back into the shadows that seemed to envelop this gloomy town.
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