luv

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Looks kinda cool, the disintigration part! :)

o7 Gonna miss you

Kypris'dionne nods from her chambers upon hearing the news. "Fitting choice."

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Whitelist application has been accepted, player is now whitelisted in game.

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OOC: MC Name: Luv Skype (Not required but highly encouraged): luv.jpg IC: Your Name: Kypris'dionne Your Race: Mali'aheral Your Age: 98 Do you own a home in Norseth’onn?: I do not Are you skilled in any magics? If so, which?: Arcanism, Transfiguration, Mental Magic Sensory Illusion, and Golemancy Do you pledge to serve Norseth’onn, and the Dominion of Malin, with your blade? To defend ourselves and our ideals both here and across Vailor?: Of course.

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Niiiiiiice

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Reserved

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Welcome to Lord of the Craft! On behalf of the Application Team I'd like to welcome you to the server! Excellent application! If you have any questions, comments, or concerns please feel free to message me!

I was trapped, alone and afraid. I was in the hole for what must've been a week. I felt my stomach howling for food, my mouth begging for water and my eyes yearning for the light. I wanted to be free and I wanted to get out, but I didn't know how. So I did what I had done for majority of that week, I yelled. I yelled and I yelled, pleading to whoever is out there to come and save me. Soon I heard the footsteps. I knew he was here when a bright line shown in like the gates of heaven. However what would great me would be from the darkest depths of hell. I woke up much later, in a bed. A soft bed, to be exact and specific. I couldn't move however, I was pinned down, stuck in my place. I couldn't really get a grip of where I was at this time, and for that moment I felt a sense of bliss, for I had escaped the depths. But something, perhaps someone, in the back of my mind was telling me warning me in fact that it was far from over. A man soon entered and opened the curtains, revealing the radiant sun which felt glorious upon my skin, it felt euphoric. I sprung to life however, as this man was familiar to me, a man I had seen and heard many times in my past. One that I had once forgotten. I soon decided it was best to try and make my escape, get up and get out of there. However He had no intentions of letting me escape, he had no intentions on letting me ever leave, for I was a new doll for his collection. I struggled and I wiggled, only causing him more joy and delight at my obvious discomfort. I was strapped down all around my body, to what seemed like a bed. Upon further gathering of my surroundings I found that I was in a room. A room much like the one I had back at the Clinic, the Clinic of Solaira. I looked down to find that my restrains had been loosened, just enough for me to escape, however meer moments ago they were tight. I took this moment, looking to my right to find a table of rusty and dirty surgical tools. All scattered about in a disorganized manner. I slowly stood up and reached for a dagger, just big enough to do the job. I got up and slowly placed a foot upon the cold wooden floor, 'creeeak'. Upon hearing the noise I lunged, this was my only chance.