Ayevia

This might be a perfect opportunity for character development for my Mercedes, so count me in! I sent an invite on discord. 

Name: Freyja Grandaxe

(Username):  16bithoe

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Grilthram Grandaxe X 

Oyvind Goldhand

Gror Ireheart

6 hours ago, Racker / Lefty said:

no hate

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wow good photo man 10/10 totally you 

Aria Ba'Ikana hums in thought as she sifts through the letter, she would then head on to find their chieftain. 

11 minutes ago, Trintea☕️ said:

I'd hit you up, homie. ; ) 

even the strongest twig can bend with enough wind so ;)

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Arwen Hawksong hums as she sifts through the parchment. taking a quill from her satchel, she signs her name. 

Wuju style

i miss status updates

4 minutes ago, Malinor/Haelunor said:

"If we're going to live so close together, we might as well get to know each other." The High Chancellor of Fenn sends a letter.

A raven arrives, bearing a rolled parchment tied to it's neck. Upon further inspection, the parchment reads: "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances. Should we successfully acquire this land, assure that our guild will nay stray into your borders unless given permission. We offer our services to our neighbour in thanks." The raven stays afterwards, head cocked to the side as if he wants to be fed for his services before flying off.  

Arwen 'Ari' Hawksong signs the charter.

Meanwhile, a Salvian Bard song plays in the background.

3 minutes ago, Mj. said:

Aethos, one of three founders of Atheran Salvus, does not remember these folks!

Perhaps it is because Aethos was never around Salvus back in Athera when it bloomed into a bustling city. 

6 minutes ago, ChumpChump said:

Mylas contemplates his death from the comfort of his bed

Upon hearing word that the man she attempted to kill was still alive and moving, a bemused expression paints Ari's face. She was sure her sword was deeper in his throat than she guessed Myles had ever been in a woman. 

I like the vocals 

Freyja Grandaxe, the ex Grand Queen, stands beneath the shades of Urguan's trees. The sound of the horn sends a shiver down her spine, and a smile stretches across her face. "'Bout toime." She pats down the creases on her coat, before trudging through the snow  -- to home once again. 

"Come on now," The elf says to herself as she reads the parchment. "Their church is in the library that is not open to the public." 

but what about toronto and our dreams man :///

i love that song tho

the sea of white will swallow the north once more

Upon reading the invitation letter, Freyja sucks in a deep breath before exhaling. She nods her head - a simple gesture of confidence - before folding the paper nicely and placing it in a chest for safe keeping. Freya then gets reminded of the many things she has to settle before her wedding day. 

you either die a hero, or you live long enough to become a member of team  mystic 

#bluepride

rip raiding because of the no fast travel rule 

honestly the only lotc video series that i actually enjoy watching, keep up the good work :)