Conqueror

Dra'Kair'r watches the rest of the Kharajyr depart from the evenings funeral. He'd look back at the totems, then the caskets. He'd feel satisfied with the gift he had given, a not-so-fond memory of fighting an arachnid beast which was holding Tletl in its' webs. They had won. But what of that memory? He was gone now. No more were to be made and he mind aswell forget Tletl was dead at all, or ever there. Something yearned his heart down. The culpability of his absence to that particular battle was. What would have changed?

Dra'Kai would be situated among the thoroughfares of Hae'lunor. He'd only been there for a few months as of now, drawn agog to its enterprises, as well as a particular Kharajyr ally whom had been occupying Hae'lunor. Though he'd just now notice new affairs bobbing up along the square. A clinic? How could they have been missing one for so long? Whatever the answer may be, he'd feel proud for the Mali'ahaeral who have raised it.

Kai' steps through the sand of the shore; up to the docked boats. The coastal winds blowing his whiskers, he'd scan where they have been parked, and no sign of his brethren about. He'd board the ship most familiar to him, Oren. Kai' would only then begin to miss things he had started and been apart of. A trip back to Athera, countless hunting events, and most of all, the Inferni campaign. Kai' had witnessed himself the disasters that made the descendants want to leave, and genuinely he wanted to aswell. The same disasters that totaled Haelun'or and Helena. Why don't I feel bad about leaving all this behind? The ships began to depart from the shore, and through the waves he gazes back at his birthplace. Arcas.

Kai’ does not know who this person is so he doesn’t really care.

doki doki literature club?

I put a book in the chest to gain access to the library ign: Catifies rp: Sa'Kai' Mufðmódr

Kairos acknowledges.

Kai’ lets out a mrrow of luaghter in hearing the news. ”Kai’ mawst see thaws fawr himsawlf! Loowk ware bein’ idiomatic gawt yaws!”

“Yaws! Kai’ alwawys fawnd it awkwawrd whewn Kai’ wewnt intaw Haelanor siwnce Kai’ iwsnawt awlwawys dressed prawperlay.. Sohw thawy tell me... Kai’ iws glawd dawt daw awkward tiwmes awre over.” Kai’s tail flicks with satisfaction. Pocketing the news, he’d go back to his own buisness.

“It iws awbawt time.” Kai’ trills at the news, his tail swaying behind him gently.

Kai' Mufðmai arch back in disgust at the news, his ears flattening against the back of his head. “Kai’ iws nawt dawt sawpriased dawt aw huwmawn wuld cowmit sawch howribble auwctions.”

Bravo!

pErfect!

Kai’ looks up to the parchment, his claws flexing in frustration. His whiskers twitch. “Awtleast diws give Kai’ time fowr minae get.”

gib mi sum dat majic

Bruh

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Norah shrugs, still wondering when her skygod will pk her.

Norah thinks their colors and insignia look a bit like someone elses. But she doesn’t really care, she gives a thumbs up.

shrugs

Sylvester the Kha looks over the prohibition, wondering both why he cares and why his skygoddess chose him to react with an emote on this forum thread.

Shrugs

A large, gray-furred kha druid reads the notice, however his expression would not shift from his usual frown. He’d fold it, pocket it, and be on his way. Probably off to hang it on another wall.

frost witches?

Norah is ******* pissed that she can't booze out on her favorite brandy anymore since someone is going to turn this tavern into a ******* house.