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inviting @Slayy to the voice call.

F E E D B A C K N O T E D.

very nice taylor swift!!!

You really think any of you Orc players are going to submit to RP combat? And if you lose, PK? @Pond Secondly, @Humanisticif don't believe people's OOC opinions on the moves of the current Dark Shamans was at all asked for in the event proposal but thank you so much for leaving it. To respond simply, the magic has changed A LOT. The new basis of the magic is destroying the spirits for manipulating their followers.

Eileen gets ready to murder the dirty Orcish god. Smiling happily. ((Btw, Shamans and such would know Laklul is being attacked, but nobody would be able to know the location or that this is happening prior to the event. Thanks!!!))

AMA with @Devdog

where did my entire bag of jelly beans go???

A letter would return stating the following: I can assist you in both matters. If you wish for my services I offer them for free. I can be found in Mya'Magara, but please send a letter to Home 4 of the North WIng explaining when you'll be coming so I know to be home. Your choice.

The red hooded girl sat in her room, only a single candle lighting the room and casting a shadow over her visage. All the could be heard in the darkroom was the sound of sobbing and sniffling, obviously escaping the girl. She'd soon rise to her feet and move over to a picture on the wall. It was a painting depicting an entire group of people, mostly High Elven men, but also her mother Kypris'dionne and the former Ro'ya. She'd snap the painting over her knee and released a loud scream. "I didn't know your favorite tune, color, or dress... But you were family to the only family I had. That made us family. I wish I could've been there. I wish I could've done something." The scene depicting the red hooded woman would soon fade as the move over to the candle, blowing it at to begin crying in silence.

Arieth would shake her head briskly as the news was told to her. Moving to lean against her table she'd laugh at her friend. "Have they not learned? Haelun'or, as it once was, is gone... Ruined, tarnished, and destroyed. However, best of luck!"

Sirikit Isilioleth would see the notice and nod a few times before scribbling a note to later hand it to the barkeep. The contents of the note held her full name and where to find her, the district of the Mali'ker in the Dominion.

He told me stories of the sun and the moon, how the sun would kiss the world goodnight to allow his lover time to shine with the stars in the nighttime. I loved that story, but like the ones mother used to read me before bed, it was but another tale. When you look at the world through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags. I met him in room ninety-three, the same room we had always gone to. The dull candlelight that light up the sketchy facility was the most calming sight, believe it or not. My aunt taught me to walk on my toes wherever I go, but for some reason this place - him - made me drop my guard, every time. I’m a modest woman, for the most part. However, he loved to see me all dressed up in clothes I shouldn’t have in my wardrobe. From the almost stilettos, to the tight skirt that came just above my knees and my hair curled, he loved it when I curled my hair. The sounds of my ridiculously uncomfortable footwear must’ve let him know I was coming down the hallway, as he came outside to greet me with a kiss. Knowing what I know now, I was jumping into the arms of the devil himself. His kiss, was the key that locked my shackles. He pulled me by my waist into the room, the one I’d known all too well. It was cleaner than I remembered it being last, but that’s not saying much. Another girl my age was there to my surprise, I had heard some troublesome rumors regarding her. I’m not a spiteful person, not by any stretch, but thinking back on this I wish that what I heard was true. His jet black hair, on a mali’aheral, for some reason had an odd shine to it today. I often times had to remind him to bathe, so in my absence he’d most likely forgotten about the idea. Turning to me he offered that wicked grin, the shackles. Turning to the girl, we’ll call her, Alvah. She eyed me like a hawk, mostly because her eyes were so wide from not sleeping in months, poor thing. I shot her a dirty look as he, we’ll call him Leviathan, pulled me in once more. He’d whisper into my ear as he’d walk me further into the room and past her. I watched, what I’m sure to this day, the simple exchange of glances between the two. She knew. Moving into a room I know refer to as Hell, once my Heaven, he sat down on a carpet of pillows that littered the floor. He looked up at me and extended a hand, asking about my day and how my trip here was and if I was safe. Taking his hand and moving to lay beside him, my head in his lap, he spoke of many things. None of which I cared for particularly, but he did bring up a point that should be mentioned… “I saw your aunt today.” I blinked. My aunt and I haven’t crossed paths in years, but we didn’t break off on bad terms, quite the opposite actually. I began to ask about how she was and if she looked as rugged as I remembered, but he didn’t answer. Instead, he made another worrisome remark. “Who’s the half-breed you’ve been hanging out within the Dominion?” I blinked once again because it didn’t seem like he was angry, in fact he seemed amused by the idea of me speaking to another man. He, like everyone else I’ve encountered, thought me a fool. I knew him better than he did, and this reaction was the worst I could’ve hoped for. I proceeded to tell him how the man simply kept me company after a fight with my sister, and I couldn’t even recall his name if you had asked me. He just kept nodding and would release the occasional chuckle. After a moment of silence from him, his hand grabbed a wad of my hair and ripped me from his lap and onto the floor diagonal of him. As unexpected as it was, I was able to place my hand out on to the wall before my head made contact. As soon as I turned to ask why he had done this, a boot had already met my ribcage. Upon turning over onto my back, now in a few feet away from where I once was, I looked up to see Levithan's hand reaching for my throat, grasping it tightly, and raising me slightly. He squeezed tightly and flared his teeth in my face, the rage was obvious in his eyes, but on his face were remarks of laughter. “I’m the only one who cares about you, Amorette, why would you do this to me?” I was at a loss for words, mostly due to lack of air to my brain. I couldn’t properly convey to him that it wasn’t what it looked like and eventually I reached a hand of mine to make a feeble attempt at prying his hand off, that earned me a smack to the face - on the fine line between a smack and a punch. He was mad, I knew, but boy was he good at hiding it. I shouldn’t have upset him. I raised a well-pampered hand to the now extreme welt on my cheek, it stung upon touch. He then released his grasp on my throat and dropped me back onto the ground. I gasped for air, it felt like something had been crushed - sucking through a coffee straw. He began to move towards the door and where Alvah stood, watching with a disgusting grin. She raised a single finger to wave back and forth before she’d exit the doorway, he didn’t follow. “That hurt me a lot more than it hurt you.” Those words echoed through my brain as tears filled my eyes. He began to turn out the door now to follow Alvah. I heard a few snickers exchanged between the two before the door to the room opened and swiftly shut, they left me here. He said it hurt him a lot more than it hurt me, but I still don’t believe that. ((silly little thing I experienced irp and wanted to make a post for rep about it thanks!!!))

Application IGN: Asphyxi Discord: ǝʇᴉpoɹɥdɐ#6243

Aila Gromach smiles before turning to her children who sat together in the living room. "Time to return home."

sign me up!!!!! but like Sug and Will both said, yes you can play an 'evil/dark' druid without needing to have your own specific magic for it. I do really enjoy the idea of a false aspect tricking druids to follow their way, but I feel like Nemiisae would be a better aspect to lead this as opposed to a completely new one, just my thoughts!!!

first haha will actually read in a moment!!