Ronin held his ground beside Melita, cautious, wary and infinitely glad that his comrades were alright (and alive). The banshee shrieked and keened and focused on what she had clearly decided was the weakest link out of the group. With doleful eyes she staggered towards Emmett, the sudden wail leaving her throat one of infinite grief and sadness. The grief of one who had lost their family, lost them in the dark... in the dark on a long, long night. Post order: Remi Melita You have 48 hours to respond. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you. |
Personal Quest [HUNT] willow weep for me
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the White Knight
Age: 34 | Height: 5'10 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 15 - Strg: 59 - Dext: 72 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 81 - Int: 3 SUGAR - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
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