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  1. up the fuggin blues

    1. Elindor

      Elindor

      Will it be a whitewash?

      Also: when the heck did you start checking back in?

    2. problematic z

      problematic z

      ive been back for a while now, just didn't go on the forums much

  2. A proud New South Welshman stands atop the bodies of a dozen sobbing and broken Queenslanders, he lifts his chin up into the air, showing off his amazingly masculine jawline and crossing his muscular arms, he looks north to the lands of the barbaric maroons, ominous screams of butthurt echoing in the bogan wastes across the border. "you cant ruse the blues"
  3. Adeon looked down at the dead monster, his hands still slightly trembling from the rush of the battle, with a sigh of relief he looked at the other men in his company. "I almost went for a bit of a ride there, heh."
  4. thank you based god

  5. Adeon walks up to the guild's poster. "I am pissed." he says with a grunt as he moves off to follow the old man.
  6. A single oar washes up on the beach, a man clad in leather looks down at it, then at the sea, he sighs before taking a swig from a bottle of vodka, proceeding then to walk back into the cold, dark halls of the Marked Men's den. "I'll see you soon, Brunswick." he muttered, swinging a heavy wooden door shut behind him.
  7. Adeon packed his belongings into a small cart, he looked up at the citadel one last time before pulling up his hood and tugging at a couple of reins. He slowly rolled away, though not without leaving a note by the gate. "To my brethren, I shall remain on Lonely Light until the storm passes, should you wish to join me, the directions are in my chambers. -A.F"
  8. Adeon paused in his walk, giving Arthal a nod, he remains quiet for a while, taking in the eerie silence that now fills Ard Kerrack. His lip twitches as he lowers himself onto a step, "What now?"
  9. The stale air of Temp's office filled Adeon's nostrils, he looked over the familiar tabard and then to the desk, he gripped the folded paper and read through it quickly, his expression blank as he tossed it back in it's original place. "Plough..." He muttered, briskly walking off to find the remaining men of the mark, little did he know he was likely the last left in Kaedrin.
  10. 8/10 One thing is for sure - elves are the best archers who have ever walked this earth.
  11. A man in the infirmary of the mountain citadel of Ard Kerrack suddenly sits up from his bunk, hitting his head on the wooden support above him before falling flat again, he lets out a low sigh before sliding out of the dark corner that is his sleeping place and looking to an eager courier, he snatches the note out of the boy's hands and reads over it quickly, nodding before raising his hand in salute. "Glory to Kaedrin." Adeon said, the courier replied with a bow of the head before running off to inform more men.
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