susitsu

At first, iit would be but a pause in his stride as he felt something odd. His eyes narrowing, the white-haired Half-Elf's eyes would quickly survey the area when the true event occured. Feeling the massive pressure, his eyes widened, both of his hands going up to his head. Letting out a deep groan, he would move to one knee, muttering "What...is this?" Once it ended, he would take in a deep breath and glance around in confusion.

I'm trying not to freak-out yet, but is Susie me?

Lucas Black lets out a rather annoyed groan, muttering "******* drama queens..."

Being he had been in the city at the time, Lucas would absent-mindedly scratch his face while reading this. Upon finishing, he mutters "Uh oh," and starts off to find Andria.

Who's your favorite member of the community? (Trick question. Don't **** it up.)

Lucas Black recalls the literal fountain of youth from under the Whispering Isles that people still possess a few bottles of water from.

After his conversation with Ceruberr, Lucas Black walked the Elven city for a bit, thinking to himself. All was quiet at the time, nearly no one about. He saw one or two High-Elves, but they seemed to be upon the same state he was in. A wandering mind with wandering feet. There was but a glance between any of them, regarded only enough to avoid walking into each other. A quiet sigh would come from him as he thinks of what Ceruberr told him, "Your people seem to be seeking their own deaths, Ceruberr. Kalenz Uradir seeks the same, it appears. Has he simply forgotten the massacare that occured due to his and his ways alone? If he claims Sohaer, the same will happen once more. Even if he doesn't and he attempts to rally those to his cause, it will happen anyway." The Half-Elf's gaze would raise to the high buildings of the Silver Enclave. Staring for a moment he would turn, beginning to stride away into the less constructed areas as he says "You have made a rather grand mistake, Kalameet."

A hooded figure in a white mask quietly watches the declaration. As the white-haired weaver makes his decision apparent, he lowers his head slightly, as if in acknowledgement. He turns, saying quietly "Couldn't be more right, young Elf."

four-o, friendo

two, friendo!

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I think I know a guy for this. Sec, linking the thread. He may be a bit before he responds.

Just going to mention that you are all bad at wording. "Pain" is the phrase you are looking for. No harm.

uh, wut. nah, uh, the wiki team has been at this for like over a month, lol. this has nothing to do with the lore team. edit: No, I don't believe there is, but this is a very interesting suggestion. I dropped it into the wiki team chat to be talked about.

Donator plots.