craigr34

Hey dude I know what you're going through, got diagnosed with cancer as well. I got lymphoma but yours is definitely worse, you'll get through it dude. Keep that chin up high

Thanks for all the supportive comments guys, really appreciate it all!

Thanks pun I will be making sure that I beat it's ass, need to get back to playing lotc again soon probably after the new map is here. Lotc needs more Scottish that's for sure lol

No I haven't heard of it but it looks promising, looks like it will be a bit later in the future for it to be widespread but I'm glad that there is a possible treatment out there that may be used to help people of cancer

Don't worry I've screeched at the little **** and it still doesn't want to leave me! Don't worry mate I'll be making sure I always stay in good spirits a out it.

Don't really know if this is the right place for this or how to say this to everyone but just to let the people who know me or heard about me have a little heads up about me. I have cancer and so I've not been as active as I have been these past few months (as well as having a girlfriend) so it's been a bit tough on me but I'll survive it. Posting this through my phone so forgive me for any glaring errors. Hopefully I get back to playing LOTC again just maybe after the new map is released. Hope to see you all again soon my dudes.

Old Master Bobo follows the stream a bit further down stream until far enough away. Upon seeing the Commodus he goes to slow himself down against the current till Commodus' body has caught up. "Fawking rord Hibiki coming in ruining arr of my prans! Atreast Commodus ees safe for now..." He slowly drifts commodus and himself towards the shoreline. He then helps commodus to his feet limping him away to one of the yakuza hideouts. "Yoo wirr be safe Commodus, yoo are undah wathfurr eye of the Yakuza now. I wirr be ownah of thee Canteena tirr yoo are hokay."

Master Bobo squints his eyes at the pamphlet "ohhhh theese ees veree serious! I wondah eef I can make up some soop what rook sheet and taste sheet but serr foah cheep foah beggahs and name eet Stauntons suicide soop!" Ooc: Just because you can't come up with a good meme Legoboy doesn't mean you need to throw your toys out the pram in a tantrum and call it ****

Tigrisdyr would smile upon seeing Rakim enter the Seven Skies. "It's been too long old friend. Can't wait to hear about all of your battles! We shall mark this day as a glorious one." He then looks down and says "I hope little Almas is okay." He then rises his head up and starts patting Rakim on the back.They then walk together.

female elves must not be opening up their legs willy nilly!!!

Name (Also leave your OOC name): Peter von Westerland (Craigr341) Race: Human (Waldenian) Gender: Male Skills: Killing things, stack taking, I'm literate. Leave address for return letter if accepted: Senntisten

As Tigrisdyr reads the poster he remembers back to the stories he heard of in Anthos, back when there was an orphanage in Anthos. He then remembers the owner of it a person by the name of Shaw something, nevertheless he cringes as he remembers the name before a tear falls down his face for no reason. "That was wierd..." He then places the poster back, shaking his head at the wierd experience he just had.

I send one to Youknowitsjuno because she is greatest person I know. =] <3 Muah also to shady_tales and Harrison/HB

"May Arlen see reasoning behind these words and hopefully not the toxic words his father spreads before him.." Tigrisdyr exhales, looking to Little Almas. Happy to bring her home from the horrible ordeal. "I did what I thought was right, capturing a little girl like that. Who their damned mind would do that to a poor child anyway." He would sit down in a chair slowly sliding down it. He would be shaking his head thinking of how the Kharadeens are child snatchers of the night. "They will now be forever known as the evil child snatchers that roam the night stealing the naughty children when they sleep." He then slowly drifts asleep, with a small smile on his face as he saved his little granddaughter.

The Rains of Adria The civil war within Oren has come to a close with the Loyalists crowned as victors. People from around Felsen to Dour Watch and to Peremont all sing and praise the loyalists as they have defeated the Ducal Coalition. Those ranging from the lowest beggars to the highest of nobles begin to sing a common tune, each celebrating the most recent victory: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And who are you, the proud Duke said, that I must bow so low? Only a Raev of a different coat, that's all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of black, a crow still has claws, And mine are long and sharp, my King, as long and sharp as yours. And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Duke of Adria, But now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a crow to hear. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I approve of this

is this on steam sale?