Gleeshers

Marta crosses her arms as she looks at the gaming hall and ponders. "Hmm, so much promise. I suppose it's get to work."

IGN: ColdDaughter DISCORD: ColdDaughter | Gleeshers#7203 ------ NAME: Louisa Ashes AGE: 14 CHOSEN BACHELOR'S DEGREE: Science CHOSEN MAJOR/S: Medicine ADDRESS OF RESIDENCE: N/A DO YOU REQUIRE A DORMITORY TO LIVE ON CAMPUS?: Yes DO YOU REQUIRE A SCHOLARSHIP? (Each case for subsidised tuition will be looked at independently):

Much love. Thank you ❤️ For anyone hoping to commission me in the future: I treasure roleplay. You can find Lottie Broche setting up a store in Helena very soon! Come see me to talk about a custom outfit for your character. No mina? no problem. We will work something out. Stay kind, friends~

Pepper reads the story whilst enjoying her morning tea and scone (and bacon and eggs and pancake and sausage and berries with cream). “Titillating,” she comments, mopping up crumbs with a finger and then licking it clean.

My originally whitelisted main was Gleeshers. Unfortunately, I no longer have access to that account. Is there any way to have my alt account, ColdDaughter get the VIP status that the Gleeshers account had, and to ban the Gleeshers account? I can provide any proof/evidence of ownership needed. Thanks!

Pepper dusts off a padded stool and reaches for her sewing box. Delicious cookies are inside. She pulls out the cookie tin next, and finds her misplaced needles and thread. “I’ve not got a thing to wear!”

Minecraft IGN: Gleeshers Forum Username: Gleeshers Skype Username: rockwinn Link to examples of past work: https://www.planetminecraft.com/member/gleeshers/submissions/skins/

MC Name: Gleeshers Nation(s)/Faction you belong to IC: Lothingaria/Anywhere human, I guess Time Zone: EST Skype (if applicable): rockwinn Discord (if applicable): Forum Account Link: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/profile/72429-gleeshers/ Preferred Method of Contact: Skype How will you go about assisting new players?: Skins. Quite honestly, people make their first opinions on new players based on how they look. I can put together quick skins that look decent enough to get them through their first days. Maybe it's not the most grand form of help, but hey. It's something.

"Time for a new dress..." sighs Carys as she picks up her needle and thread!

A quiet moment in the garden of Casa di Tranquilidad was all Milly Pierce needed after working calloused fingers all morning on a client’s gown. Last one. she thought to herself with a sigh.. Her life was dedicated to the honest and simple work of a common woman, and her past commissions were too numerous to recall easily. She drank her tea in one swift gulp. As she stared up at the sky, she thought of home. She thought of her real home, Brelus, with it’s bustling and loud streets. She’d seen it after its destruction, and it made her ache for for the familiar Raevir voices and the raucous cries of the Crows as they would come to Adria before battle. Milly closed her eyes and she could see Constantine Dystov, her late husband, standing in the open fields. His dark hair was being made messy by the wind. She let his memory fade. If he turned and she saw his eyes, fell into them the way she did the first time they met, she would be lost in the dream forever. She could hear Samuel, her son, playing happily inside.Milly never regretted the time she spent with Edgar because it meant she had tasted motherhood. He provided for her and Sam, but was no more involved in their lives than a portrait would be on a parlor wall. She’d come to expect nothing more of their arrangement. She supposed he keenly felt the burden of caring for them when all he had wanted that day in Felsen was a tryst. It ate at her, the loneliness, and had been for a long time. The tea this afternoon was bitter, but those memories that would slide into her head during quiet moments were far more difficult to hold without being able to seek comfort from another soul. The tea’s poison acted swiftly, making the taste nothing but a nuisance as the rest of her consciousness began fading into blackness. Milly Pierce, the clothier, waited for death while sitting in the garden. She rested her head against the side of the villa she called home, but it was nothing more than a stranger’s paradise. At last, there was only a sigh and the faint smile of one without regret.

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Ya'll can post all you want, just be warned that I may not get to you for a while! If you're content to wait (patiently) I'll still do your skins when I'm able to!

UPDATE! I stupidly upgraded my windows to 10 and my poor old Photoshop version didn't like it. Thus the delays in skinning! However, I've got it up and working now and should start putting out skins very soon. ~cheers