MonkeyCoffee

i wish to die...

A movie called Chef..

rest in peace

do you know chef

put me down

Why does Adam ask questions that revolve mostly around himself?

end my suffering

Makayla Tinumiel Basic Information Nicknames: Makaykay, Mike, Mak, Sister Butterfly, The Butterfly Druid, Butterfly. Age: 864 Gender: Female Race: Dark Elf Status: Alive and hugging trees Description Height: 6’5” Weight: 145 pounds Body Type: Average Eyes: Red Hair: Long grey hair that she tends to dye a lot. Skin: Grey Markings/Tattoos: Tattoo of a butterfly on her lower back Health: Healthy as can be Personality: Always jolly and outgoing Inventory: Just her staff Further Details: Missing her right ear. Her left hand is replaced with a wooden replica of her original hand. Life Style Alignment: Lawful Good Deity: The Trinity of Aspects Religion: Druidism Alliance/Nation/Home: The Druidic Order Job/Class: Druid Title(s): The Butterfly Druid, Ex-Druid Guide, Ex-Monk Profession(s): Woodworking Special Skill(s): Singing Flaw(s): Weak and frail, tends to be friendly to everyone, even if she really shouldn’t be. Magic Current Status: Active Arch-type: Druidism Sub-Type: Communion, Control & Nature’s Healing Rank: Communion & Control: T5 Nature’s Healing: T3 Weaponry Fighting Style: Talking herself out of fights Biography Parents: Arwynth & Masira Siblings: Kayla (Deceased) Children: Alane (Deceased) Extended Family: Rai (Former husband, deceased) Artwork

Callax is one of the most knowledgable people on this server regarding everything Druidism and nature. Definitely giving him my support +1 also came here for the free rep

Elder Saikaunaah stared with a wide open eye at the return of Rameethar, speechless. She, along with many others, thought he had passed on to meet Metztli; apparently they were wrong. What made it even harder for her to comprehend this is that he is her last living family member. Yet.. she spoke not a word, gazing from afar at the return of her cousin. Moments of silence went by until she had decided to simply walk away from the scene, muttering words in old Va'Khajran. "Hu. Drec lyh'd pa rybbahehk. Ra ec tayt."

some number

Somewhere, a Druid felt the need to say "No."

"That thing was a Homunculi? Oh by the Aspects, I might have the cooties!" Makayla shivered, recalling the moment one of the alchemical beings had attempted to become a Dedicant.

A peculiar Dark Elf's eyes skimmed over the contents of the letter, her lips pursing in contemplation. "All well and fair, yet how does this explain the undead army they are amassing?" the woman thought to herself, digits gently tapping her intricate staff.

>that face you make when you spot a blue haired dark elf

Makayla had not stopped to read the note. "You can't tell me what to do!

It doesn't change on a whim, it just shows if you're watching a topic.

what is the circumference of the sun around the center of the universe? have you seen chef

The Butterfly Druid claps a little over excitedly at the display of the Song Druid, a bright, wide smile resting on her face. "Bravo! Magnificent! Splendid! We will get that small loan of a million diamonds, all thanks to Arik!"