Auriel_

"when did they become so repressed" comment an elf

“It’s been something we’ve done for a long time with little to no actual basis and it’s a simple medieval-inspired standard we’ve chosen to abide by” isn’t so much a typical response as it would be an honest and unapologetic response to a topic such as this.

woah

“Where was this national pride like thirty years ago.” He flailed his hands.

one of the good guys

https://www.destinypedia.com/Festival_of_the_Lost

some void elf screeches

“They do hold host to blood magi – please remove them.” Some dumb elf.

10 minutes ago, Fnik said:

“The Emperor can do as he likes with the titles He and His Crown please, as it is He who bestows upon a LOYAL vassal such titles, not your inbred bloodline’s lack of reasoning.

 

That being said, please take up arms against his Sovereignty, my men are dying for a good fight against REBELS”, comments a young Lord at the camps of Vintas. 

“who”

some dumb elf mercenary

******* LOL

**** it yeah man
server needs more variety

“you are insolent and dull” 

-some dumb elf

yes very good
server actually needs something like this in the sea of broken magics at the current moment to balance things out

An old elf trails the winding pathways of a newer settlement, breathing for a moment before moving off again to find bread.

“One of the last good ones.” The man remembers the individual only fondly, however full of sorrow.

some dirty idiot elf

“I leave for however many years and we have ratmen flooding the streets..”

"Now the only good ones past."

-some dirty elf

(now don’t let ethots ruin gorundyr again)

Auriel breathes as he remembers fondly these axe-wielding berserkers.

"Ahhh.." some elf in the backround

some elf probably weeps

so you want to play LOTC

“I really do hate elves!” The elf proclaimed, the irony in his voice dripping with mirth as he sips the succored red wine.

Some elf in the middle of nowhere was scarred by the mental image; having read the mind of one of his compatriots. 

Some mage swims amidst scrolls of damning evidence, painfully incoherent cult-writing and runic nonsense, going mad as he flails his gauntleted arms about. Wailing!

“DISEASE!”

honestly just want to know when i can do uwu sucky-wucky rp x3

“yeah what the ****?”