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  1. Kairn Ithelanen, Warden of the Pale, endorses this message.
  2. The Black Company – Glen Cook Blood of Elves – Andrzej Sapkowski Night – Elie Wiesel
  3. hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that)) It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you 😉 sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xxx

  4. Without further adieu, Massive thanks to @FlipChimp, @Spoon, @Lockages, @CH453, @Gamma, and @BathRugMan. FlipChimp, Spoon, Lockages and CH453 for acting. Gamma for acting and building. Bathrugman for pasting and building. It has been a pleasure doing these events and I’m very pleased at the turn-out today. Thank you so much for coming, and I hope that your time in Brazil (Last Light Camp) was memorable. THE DEMISE OF LAST LIGHT CAMP The Demonic Army mobilized for a third time to latch its jaws on Last Light Camp. Mobilizing, the General boomed and the attack began. The frontal assault however was only a distraction, as the Beach Team set its sights upon the wall. An imp flew at the wall with explosives and blew up, a sea of gore and splintered wood collapsing to the ground as shrapnel flew out in all directions. Vyasaldris and her compatriots sallied to defend the breach and successfully pushed the majority of the forces back. With Ciliren’s help, the demons were enveloped in a dense smog and suffocated; but it was too late, as many Demonic Legionnaires had made it onto the boats and pier and set them alight. Descendants and Demons clashed. Men died, demons died. The Three That Are One peered up towards the sky in abject terror and wheezed, “THE HIVE! WHO BROUGHT THEM HERE?” To the horror of the Demons who had sallied that day, The Hive destroyed them all. The General fled, and but one Legionnaire survived and rowed away in a raft. As the fires spread and a thick smoke rose from the camp like the burning wick of a candle, the night sky was bustling with the movements of those terrible – fierce – alien-like creatures. The bugs descended upon the other Demons and Descendants alike and wreaked havoc. As the Dwarves arrived to reinforce the camp, they looked between one another and Hareven after killing a single soldier, and then returned to their boat and departed seeing as it was a lost cause. Fleeing, the Druids and Siramenor along with their allies fled back to Aegrothond in the mouth of a great whale. Like that, the battle was over and the camp had fallen. Last Light Camp had perished in the Crimson Siege; but so too had the besiegers. The Hive reigns.
  5. Siege of Last Light Camp Sequence 1 10th of the First Seed, 1787. ((OOC: I would like to thank all who came to the event today! We started out strong and though there was difficulty towards the end in managing a lot of the individual attacks towards the end, I am happy that most people appeared to have a fun time. Major thanks to Spoons for directing the event and the plot. Also major thanks to _Elad_, GammaByte, Remeron, and FloralHedgehog for consultation, building services, and assisting with conducting scenes throughout the event and participating as actors. The next event will be at 5PM EST 26th of Sept. )) The beginning of the Onslaught. (Demonic Legionaires charging into Last Light Camp.) The day began with the rumble of the Demonic Cohort outside. The Damnable Horde had arrived at the gates of Last Light, no doubt due to the loud operations taking place there and all throughout the Korvassa region. A hundred-and-fifty Demons stood on the precipice of that hallowed threshold, the last bastion of defense against the Demons in the area. Somewhere, the General plotted in silence amidst his minions. Wreathed in full black plate-mail armor, he grasped the fabled Golden Hammer in his hand. A figure of myth, truly, to behold. One that can be three; three that can be one. The onslaught began and many men died. A brave shot fired by Rha’kir and Laetranis bought the defenders time. Over and over the Demons of the First Wave were ground down into bits of plate, cloth, and ash that remained after their souls were transmitted back to the High Hells from whence they came. The defenders were brave despite all that happened. Explosions rocked the camp’s barriers and tents, and imps carted flaming torches through the air and set fire to the tents. The victory was hard-won and that much is certain. However, the tents burned and the battered gate had been pried apart, and soot and ash are all that remain of the invaders. But would it last? Will the defenders be able to repel The General’s army? THE CRIMSON SIEGE OF LAST LIGHT CAMP HAS BEGUN. Screenshots
  6. Kairn and the Ithelanens celebrate happily with vicarious glee! In a true Dunamite fashion, they rolled cigars and smoked, and consumed copious amounts of alcohol. What else is to be expected from men such as they?
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    “Fools they might be,” shared Kairn with Kalius. “But as they are elven fools, we shall help Jack keep their city from falling.”
  8. Rumblings in the Deep They emerged from the Deep, and from whence they came they brought decay. Last Light Camp’s fortifications erected upon the beeches of the Korvassa remained obscure at first and hidden from the gaze of the malignant and twisted Damnable Horde. However, with increased operations in the area and consistent scouting missions, the Inferi finally discovered their quarry. With a loud emergence they came and set fire to the walls, three blazing crucifixes with three mortals hanging from the crosses. One was a silver-haired Sea Elf with teal eyes that could see no longer, another a Farfolk man with foggy, silver eyes forever closed. And the third, a decaying Dark Elf woman adorned in armor with a corroded signet ring. Their wrists nailed messily to the crucifixes, they served as ample warning for the unearthly power that gathered now to smite the brave heroes for their interference in the region. To assault the Last Light Camp. To bring them all to their knees and consume them; flesh, blood, and sinew whole. That is the mission of the Damnable Horde – and the one they professed not long ago, whilst burning Amos the Beggar at the stake. In their first assault the camp had nearly burned to the ground. What shall come of the second? Many nights would pass in succession, it would appear that the Demon’s pledge to return the following day was hoax. Perhaps that was apart of his plan, to instill needless anxiety in those sitting atop those fortifications? Waiting for a siege that would never come? Only time will tell what comes of Last Light Camp. But when it rains, it pours. ((OOC)) Thank you to all who attended the preliminary event tonight a few hours ago. It was meant to serve as an introduction that will prepare players for tomorrow night’s event at 7:00 EST where the camp will be beset by a wide range of demonic foes. Thank you to @limo_man and @Nectorist for their assistance today! And see you all tomorrow.
  9. Elias Charleson Jrent saluted the memory of Mr. Mittens. “Valiance and nine-lives lived in Excellence.”
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