Cosmik
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If I see a single person complain about this, I'm gonna deck your damn halls.
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my char is utterly apathetic to his friends' struggles but he somehow ends up being the one that saves their asses. irony.
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As you pass by the bookshelves that line the innter sanctum of Lil'talarah, an unfamiliar tome catches your eye. You pause and remove the book to inspect it. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/103237-book-a-study-on-the-conquered-lands/
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Quickly glancing from side to side, Durzo ensures that no other patrons are watching him. Once he feels secure, he holds a leather sack beside the table and slides the tome into his bag with one smooth motion. The young mind mage would then depart from the small Dwarven tavern and make himself scarce. Some time later, he arrives at Lil'talarah - the home of the Arcane Delvers. One brief chat with the keep librarian later, and the dwarf's study on the Scourge is cleaned up and stored on a bookshelf for other Delvers to study. ((obviously this is just for the copy Durzo finds, other copies are still dotted around the lands I would assume))
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donated last night and I can't seem to catch an admin online. any modreqs I make get deleted when I'm offline. if someone could give me a hand that would be swell
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"I feel like you would like a pipe, but at the same time I feel you would not appreciate it given." WELL FINE I DIDN'T WANT ANYTHING ANYWAYS
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An application finds itself at the desk of the Arcane Delvers, written with handwriting that lacks flair but is easily readable.
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Since donators can create their own sub-channels at will, I don't think we need a dedicated channel when we can just create one when we need it.
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Tu'Pok'Ugluk stands in the crowd, furiously beating the flat of his waraxe against his chestplate and roaring his approval. The time for righteous bloodshed is nigh.
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i've been listening to the glitch mob's single nonstop since it dropped last night and I'm so stoked for the album you guys have no idea
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Entry 3 added. Thanks for all the support.
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dat 2-hour RP fight tho.
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Entry 2 added.
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((This is an OOC diary that I'll be updating as I go. Any metagamers will be chemically castrated.)) Memoirs of a Mind Mage: The Diary of Durzo Lafar Entry 1 Entry 2 Entry 3
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Durzo thoughtfully munches on a carrot while reading the note, not bellowing his thoughts to everyone in earshot. Because he's not a damn schizophrenic. Maybe it's an Elven custom to shriek grievances at a message board?
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The single key to success is a core group of 5-8 players that is online constantly, engages the playerbase with new RP, and remains level-headed no matter what happens. That's how Alras rose to power. That's how groups such as House Flay and the Roses became powerful. And it's something Malinor hasn't had since Aegis. No point in talking about anything until that's straightened. And if you're not willing to be a part of the solution, stop whining. </edge> --Former Elven Prince
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As the sun's rays pierce forth though cracks in the eastern mountain ranges, Tu'Pok'Ugluk rises from an uncertain slumber. His entire role in the clan had shifted with unbelievable pace - just a week ago, he was training in the northern frosts with Keesha and his father, Pok. Life consisted of heckling passerby and lighthearted duels with other orcs. Now, both Keesha and Pok were dead. The Cloud Temple's monks had relocated to within a half-hour's march of Gronkkston. A Druids' Grove had grown literally overnight on their skahhin' doorstep. It was a lot to take in for a relatively young warrior. Tu'Pok emerges from his late father's tent, approaching the Great Bronze Bull that Malog had constructed. The legends behind their symbol, combined with the massive size of the death machine, only serve to confirm to him the honor that he must now uphold. Steeling his visage, he turns from the Bull and prepares himself for morning training.
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met the king of oren, insulted his race, threw myself off the bridge while yodeling praise to iblees. I love this server
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all of these murders present a ferocious danger to the environment at large. think of all the maggots and insects! THINK OF THE ECOSYSTEM
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A new application finds it way to the desk of Artimec. The handwriting is neat and orderly, if not blunt...
