John (Zevandir)

get in my dungeon james

lol, sorry if i've missed something but are you a chick or...?

bryk chuckle. 'bael, orrrtistik rhymes wiv ...brick.' bryk more chuckle. 'bael, maybe brik fix orrtistik.' bryk philosophical brick chew. bryk chuckle at bryk clever.

bryk chews a brick thoughtfully, and spits out an incomprehensible mouthful, eyebrows going earnestly.

lurna i sumtiems did spam teh chat but im sry k :( also, i srsly didn't actually screeny that snapchat that day, btw, 4srs plz beleff mi it tears me up insied k fanks luv yu effen do its 1-way luff but still lawrna

((Pretty sure defenders pick the time...))

Ya got votes (including mine) for more than just the costume, and anyone who claims otherwise is a blatant liar or another woman.

Vekrus and Hugo, some officers *cough Yimmya cough* have forgotten recruitment here is OOC on the forums, and a 'random' meeting is arranged for you at one of our outposts, or just in general with someone from the Order. You're both now approved for that stage, and I'll let you know over skype details of this encounter! Thanks. -Hugo, please add me on skype: Cid_the_sloth

Actually, the High Elf gate windows are probably more like this. I say probably only because I can't personally confirm it, though betting on the personalities of the characters who installed it, I'd be betting it is like this.

I'll give ya a hand chump, just let me grab my magical all-breaking pickaxe of destiny, against which no bars or walls stand a chance! Oh wait, the dorfs stole it off me. And Racker, no-one responded to your points cuz dey were shite, just spewin' crap to try and cover yourself, I'm not gonna assume you realize this, but there is a right thing, and a wrong thing to do in every situation, and often a situation arises from a wrong choice. Personally, I reckon this was one of those choices.

Everyone always bloody goes 'just rp omg stahp the wining why can't there just be a peaceful event omg why don't you just chill out shut the f*ck up and just rp omg you high elves always complain f*cksake deal with broken mechanics/meta/broken rules in rp ugh deal with ooc rp ugh hnnnnnnnnnnnggggg just rp shut up while we cheat and mess you around ugh be better sports ugh man up and take our haxxxxxing ugh fgts" Its always the same argument, someone rudely messes up, or is super shady in what they do, always apparently aimed at the High Elves, then the rest of the f*cking community jumps in telling the High Elves to shut up for calling out a bunch of people clearly in the wrong who just don't give a sh*t cuz their RP is more important, apparently, and that if the cost of them having fun is just more upset for the High Elves, then so be it, break all the rules you can. hnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggg

((Psst get beardmancing))

((John swoons at Seth. "I knew I wasn't alone!))

((This looks fab, guys, and if I wasn't already in a guild on my main character, I'd join this, but failing that-)) A shabby man in a small dinghy, tattered grey sail straining against the little mast, dirty water, smelling awfully of strong spirits laps gently inside, greyed timbers splintery and dry, salt and bird crap a thick layer all over the boat above the waterline. In truth, the only clean things on the boat are the flawless black flag at the top of the mast, a snarling wolf head stitched on in bare detail, and a rough sword, cleaned and cared for better than the scraggly, though moderately strong looking man at the stern, browned and scarred hand lazily hanging onto the tiller, other hand wrapped delicately around a flask of a similar awful smelling spirit as that tainting the bilge. Should he bump into the crew on his way past the coast of Malinor, as he wanders in from an island fortress far to the west, he would have a few words for the captain, as he is of a similar position, yet he in fact has a vast number of large warships, and the capabilities to build more. ((If you're interested in a multitude of proposals, hit me up on skype or PM's. Cid_the_sloth))