Gone

If I didn't know better I'd swear we share cats. Mine is called Houdini.

First they took our statuses, then they took our server.

How is your day? Coffee, tea, or pop? Cats or dogs? Who's number one? What's your favorite kind of cookie? Coke or Pepsi? Favorite color?

"But he's dead... Right? Everyone said he took the coward's way out and hung himself back in Vailor." A rather confused Cheza tilts her head before then trying to draw something rude in the flour on Artimec's forehead.

Syrina sits and watches the various notes fly back and forth, simply nibbling at a biscuit.

Cheza collects as many of the papers as she can find, taking them home and recycling the paper for her own uses. "Sounds like someone attempting to stir up trouble yet not realizing that people already have thought of these possibilities. As if nations need advice from someone who wouldn't even sign their own name."

"This treaty proves that both parties merely wish for peace, a grand day and a wise decision" says a pale Dominion citizen.

A tanned woman grins as she watches the 'ame party leaving the walls of Haelun'or. Softly she murmurs to herself "Oh how you've changed, never would have expected an apology like that before" before brushing a little more dust off her shoulders and heading off herself.

Cheza sits near the fountain, listening to the speech with a small crowd of her own friends and family around her. The pale elfess sticking out somewhat due to her skin but her clothing matches that of the other citizens and she has long, dark feathers tied into her hair giving her a wild look of her own. "Artimec and Tristin can be annoying at times. I've argued with them before and I'm sure will continue to have little debates. Yet unlike many leaders they actually walk among their people. They get to know their citizens, get to know the problems that they face, even help people on personal levels at times. I've seen them yell and argue but I've also seen them reach out a helping hand or offer caring support. They let their own lives decline, their own health at times, just to tend to others. To tend to this city and her people. That is why the citizens love them so. Why the 'ame defend them, why the 'ame follow them still. The very forest around us will rise up to defend this Dominion. The trees and brush working together with the animals and 'ame archers. Even if foreign powers made it past all that they'd never win over the people like Tristin and Art have. These people will follow that pair to the ends of the realm if they have to and I suppose I will too. They accepted me at least, more than some have."

As a mage who used to be a druid lol no. Purposely live near a fairy ring because it helps soothe the effects of unattunement for her which is an idea that other people who were unattuned have used before. Considering she knows what happens in the rings, knows what to expect, and enjoys it, I'm not going to suddenly change that to her being sick just because druids don't like mages and decided that somehow a ring of mushrooms is able to tell if someone is an arcane or dark mage. As for the other two points you expect people to search an entire forest just to see if there's already a fairy ring within it? Excuse me, what? And "can not be directly destroyed" what? Just knock one of the mushrooms over and tada, ring is destroyed. Druids have rp'd that as happening before even.

I think you need to read this.

"Good, maybe now people can get some REST" states Cheza, who's tired of telling people to sleep.

Crashed surrounded by allies, logged back in surrounded by enemies. Not even mad that was hilarious.

Syrina sits in the tavern, sipping at a cup of herbal tea. "Hopefully these Eldiraar'Thilln act with more maturity than the Orenian Arbiters had. Will be quite nice to have a guard force that isn't constantly shouting, running through people who are trying to converse, randomly firing weapons, oh and of course can't forget injuring someone first then trying to interrogate the one they just put in extreme pain only to find the person innocent enough to let go." Looking down to her bear companion she adds "Was quite lucky that cleric was there to help the poor 'ame. Who knows what would have happened to his leg otherwise." The white bear merely snorts and resumes his nap next to her table.

Cheza signs, letting out a delighted laugh. "Oh, I always did love visiting Alras back in the Fringe! Never seemed to have a dull moment."

"The only thing I've seen these Arbiters do so far is disturb the peace." Syrina states into her mirror as she tends to her hair. "Could hear their chattering at the gate all the way within my home."

A concerned citizen wants a third option.

You caught me, am dirty genderbender

Somehow got 27/100 as a heterosexual white girl. Lotta those questions were dumb though. I have never heard this statement: “You have been randomly selected for secondary passport control.” Of course I've never heard this statement, I can't even afford to go anywhere that requires owning a passport.