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Arzota walks by the dining hall, a small elven boy colliding with him as he rounds the corner from the throne room, his eyes wide as the sun as he stumbles past Arzota. "This can't be good." Arzota mumbles to himself, wondering what the nether Kyral did this time. As he walks by the dining hall, Arzota backtracks, stopping in the center of the door way, his head turning slightly to see the sight of Kyral, blood, her face stained with blood. Arzota was about to step in, his mouth opening slightly as he is about to speak, this all being cut short by a venomous glare by Kyral, which sends him back on his way, still quite confused by the entire scenario. As Arzota walks out the gate, he cant help but think why Kyral was bleeding this time, and from her ears...
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Calling all Actors and Builders!
Shadeleaf replied to Viper3X's topic in News & Announcements Archive
I think, I am going to try for actor... (And then builder when it gets denied XD) -
Pandah is correct here, but I voted yes to keep her off of Sarien...
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*feels hurt by all the dark elf jokes, so he goes to find soemthing to bash the rose with, preferably partaining to the fact that They have a dark elf in their ranks, a "Servernt" that just happens to be with their leader, So, who are you against rose?
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Now, I use le IPad to post a useless status, Have a nice day everyone!
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Banned for the fact I will have no access to A computer until 4:30.
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Sarien stares at the scene, frowning a bit as she passes the Solace mark, climbing her way to a near by vantage point above the walls, darkness concealing her presence as she watches for any sign of disturbance near the sign. Sarien whispers a name lightly under her breath as she crouches atop the walls "Shadiss..." She almost hisses.
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cant beleive im saying this, but mobs are soooooooo slow!
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*looka at list of Evils she has to get accepted for* well, thats just a nice little mountian now isnt it?
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Hurm, why is it I cant login...
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*falls onto its bed, pillows engulfing its from as light dubstep plays in the background*
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Name [Rp&OOC]: Rp - Sarien {OOC-They call me Arzota...} Race: Wood Elf Age: 116 Nation: Non-allied Your reason for joining: Truly, her life has been full of hate and a need for balance, this would provide the correct "outlet" for both of these. What is your profession?: Shaman Apprentice Though the clan lore states it is not a cult, you do realize that this is a cult though, yes? [You will need a VA for 3 should you join in the cult part]: Ya, it’s a cult, I got some writing to do... Do you have a VA? If so, please link it. [if you don’t, N/A]: N/A (Yet) If you don’t have one, are you willing to write one in order to join?: Yes Ser! ((Will take a few days as I can’t write bios on the first time through)) Please link me your skin: As you wish Anything else you would like to say?: ((couldn’t join on Arzota for various in game reasons...))As Sarien, she would be fully devoted to this, as she has longed for a family for a long while, her daughter is a half orc that may get in the way, [stay out of it Kizu...], other than this, shamanism [elementalism] could be a useful tool in her arsenal when she has a firm grasp on the use of it.
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Now I could do the wrong thing and post something about the conflict, the right thing and delete this text, or what I am about to do. ~~Arzota falls onto the gravel facefirst, completly confused about what has occored and falls asleap, snoring like a small kitthen~~
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Well, if it makes you feel any better, the server is up, but we cant see it, the ping says so :3
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Lotc, why you onlt let me have 4.5 hours of sleep, now I have to work on math, lots and lots of complex math...
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Arzota nods, as he rushes out yet again, really thinking about why he is doing this again before he ascends with Kyral's family, or everyone in the lobby more or less. As he enters the room, he signals the guards to create a wall a few feet from Kyral, keeping the swarm off her before he returns to her side, standing now.
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Arzota smiles ever so slightly, still a bit amazed at her recovery, but grateful for this gift none the less. "Yes my Queen." he says as he turns and walks out of the room again, returning to the lobby. Again, as Arzota walks in, eyes turn to him, more hopeful this time, yet this does not relieve the pressure of what has just occurred. Arzota clears his throat and addresses the silent group. "Through the grace of some great being, Queen Kyral, is alive, week, but alive, sh-" This is as far as Arzota can get before being swarmed by the family, questions of how, why, and who fill the air as he he tries to restore the peace. One of the loudest was James, who undoubtedly had a reason to be. "Alright! Calm down!" he commands rather loudly, his inner self lightly disturbed by the commotion, "Kyral is extremely week! you must not put to much stress on her, she just had two children and came back from the dead." he laughs lightly at the end, staying as serious as he can, not ever used to the noise of the human cities. After a few more reassurances to the others, Arzota smoothly slides back up the stairs into the room, to Kyral's side. "They have been informed your highness, is there anything else?" he asks calmly.
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