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|| You know, I almost wanna join one of those writing groups.
|| Then again, the last time I did, drama exploded IMMEDIATELY and I got kicked without a word because of accusations that got disproved basically instantly.
|| Never got invited back, either.
|| Solo writing it is, then.
|| Then again, the last time I did, drama exploded IMMEDIATELY and I got kicked without a word because of accusations that got disproved basically instantly.
|| Never got invited back, either.
|| Solo writing it is, then.
November 11, 2024 at 12:37 AM
|| You know, I almost wanna join one of those writing groups.
|| Then again, the last time I did, drama exploded IMMEDIATELY and I got kicked without a word because of accusations that got disproved basically instantly.
|| Never got invited back, either.
|| Solo writing it is, then.
|| Then again, the last time I did, drama exploded IMMEDIATELY and I got kicked without a word because of accusations that got disproved basically instantly.
|| Never got invited back, either.
|| Solo writing it is, then.
Anger? Despair?
That was putting it lightly.
Beneath the worn visage of a weary warrior stewed pent-up 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲, only kept in check by shame.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 ‘ 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 ‘. “
——
That was putting it lightly.
Beneath the worn visage of a weary warrior stewed pent-up 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲, only kept in check by shame.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 ‘ 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 ‘. “
——
The anger and despair was palpable in the air. The knight's story was not a rare one. She could not help but probe further into their life.
"If you do not mind, could I ask where it is you're from?"
Now she would finally take a seat next to them. A 'kind' smile found it's way onto her face.
"If you do not mind, could I ask where it is you're from?"
Now she would finally take a seat next to them. A 'kind' smile found it's way onto her face.
There was some visible reluctance, but Elizabeth nodded in agreement.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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November 11, 2024 at 12:13 AM
Anger? Despair?
That was putting it lightly.
Beneath the worn visage of a weary warrior stewed pent-up 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲, only kept in check by shame.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 ‘ 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 ‘. “
——
That was putting it lightly.
Beneath the worn visage of a weary warrior stewed pent-up 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲, only kept in check by shame.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦? 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘥, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘳. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 ‘ 𝘌𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 ‘. “
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Not once have I begged, even when I was a mercenary hardly worth the iron of my armor. I sure as hell won’t beg to a cheap copy of a madwoman.
I slew the mightiest Warlord of Valkenheim, even if such an action is my greatest shame. You are nothing in comparison.
I slew the mightiest Warlord of Valkenheim, even if such an action is my greatest shame. You are nothing in comparison.
The only embarrassment that would occur between the two of us would be you groveling at my feet, begging for forgiveness.
You couldn't hurt a blade of grass, much less me.
You couldn't hurt a blade of grass, much less me.
Tell yourself that if you wish, but you wouldn’t even be able to hurt me in my sleep.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
November 11, 2024 at 12:04 AM
Not once have I begged, even when I was a mercenary hardly worth the iron of my armor. I sure as hell won’t beg to a cheap copy of a madwoman.
I slew the mightiest Warlord of Valkenheim, even if such an action is my greatest shame. You are nothing in comparison.
I slew the mightiest Warlord of Valkenheim, even if such an action is my greatest shame. You are nothing in comparison.
|| Man, it’s real fun getting reality check after reality check.
|| But whatever. I think I should be a lot more free nowadays.
|| But whatever. I think I should be a lot more free nowadays.
November 11, 2024 at 12:00 AM
|| Man, it’s real fun getting reality check after reality check.
|| But whatever. I think I should be a lot more free nowadays.
|| But whatever. I think I should be a lot more free nowadays.
Tell yourself that if you wish, but you wouldn’t even be able to hurt me in my sleep.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
The only reason you remain alive is because I enjoy watching you struggle.
And you may claim that your weapons never need maintenance, but I would bet gold that they're simply being replaced in order to avoid the maintenance.
And you may claim that your weapons never need maintenance, but I would bet gold that they're simply being replaced in order to avoid the maintenance.
Nobody told me we were losing. Quite the opposite, in fact; if we were losing, I would be dead.
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
November 10, 2024 at 6:54 AM
Tell yourself that if you wish, but you wouldn’t even be able to hurt me in my sleep.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
If you want to test the efficacy of our armaments, I would be more than happy to oblige you. Although, I don’t know if you would survive the embarrassment.
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 ‘ 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 ‘, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦.
𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 — 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙗𝙖𝙙.
“ . . 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. “
𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 — 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙗𝙖𝙙.
“ . . 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. “
November 10, 2024 at 3:59 AM
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 ‘ 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 ‘, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦.
𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 — 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙗𝙖𝙙.
“ . . 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. “
𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 — 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝙗𝙖𝙙.
“ . . 𝘐’𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥. “
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦-𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮, 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝐰𝐚𝐫.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
November 9, 2024 at 2:27 AM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦-𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮, 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝐰𝐚𝐫.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
Nobody told me we were losing. Quite the opposite, in fact; if we were losing, I would be dead.
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
You scoff at our joy and passion for chaos, yet you find yourself on the losing side of this war. Whilst we enjoy doing what we do, and celebrate it.
And what use is killing a blacksmith who makes the weapons your troupe uses? Craftsmanship so shoddy deserves to arm your meager selves.
And what use is killing a blacksmith who makes the weapons your troupe uses? Craftsmanship so shoddy deserves to arm your meager selves.
The entire foundation of Chimera is unity, might I remind you.
As for the topic of defeat, you could not even kill a single blacksmith.
What a victory, am I right?
Lastly, at least I don’t need to present myself like a jester. All that dancing and laughter almost makes me think it’s compensation.
As for the topic of defeat, you could not even kill a single blacksmith.
What a victory, am I right?
Lastly, at least I don’t need to present myself like a jester. All that dancing and laughter almost makes me think it’s compensation.
November 10, 2024 at 3:47 AM
Nobody told me we were losing. Quite the opposite, in fact; if we were losing, I would be dead.
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
As for the blacksmith . .
Please, you can’t lie here. Ilma’s weapons have struck low many of your greatest warriors. So shoddy that many hardly even need to be maintained, am I right?
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦-𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮, 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝐰𝐚𝐫.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
November 9, 2024 at 2:27 AM
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦-𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳. 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮, 𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝐰𝐚𝐫.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
. . 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘭𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴.
Elizabeth quietly sighed beneath her helmet, the constant stuttering beginning to grate on her already worn patience. Most people in her life who could manipulate the supernatural tended to not care about little things like a sword against their throat, so this was new — and not appreciated.
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"I am escaping from. . probable death, and accidentally got here, is that better?"
November 9, 2024 at 2:20 AM
Elizabeth quietly sighed beneath her helmet, the constant stuttering beginning to grate on her already worn patience. Most people in her life who could manipulate the supernatural tended to not care about little things like a sword against their throat, so this was new — and not appreciated.
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|| I feel your pain.
|| If it’s all you have, then you might as well use it unless you don’t mind something like picrew.
|| If it’s all you have, then you might as well use it unless you don’t mind something like picrew.
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November 9, 2024 at 1:55 AM
|| I feel your pain.
|| If it’s all you have, then you might as well use it unless you don’t mind something like picrew.
|| If it’s all you have, then you might as well use it unless you don’t mind something like picrew.
There was some visible reluctance, but Elizabeth nodded in agreement.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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It was laughable, her very existence was proof against such a figure. If there was a benevolent overseer /why/ would something evil as her exist. No...if there is such a god then..
"They do not care. I hold no belief, but if there is something above us then >
"They do not care. I hold no belief, but if there is something above us then >
She frowns at the mention of faith, though it doesn’t seem directed at Suci.
“ 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘩, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘦. “
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“ 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘩, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘺. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘦. “
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November 9, 2024 at 1:52 AM
There was some visible reluctance, but Elizabeth nodded in agreement.
“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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“ 𝘔𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘴𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘴
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