DARKEYE
Darkeye smiled and tried to let his creative streak run free. Only later did he realize that he was being watched. "I promised an old friend to do this in his name. To bring a little more color into the grounds. And in such bleak times, people need some color in their lives. Bastion would have wanted it that way. I start from here who wants to help just takes a paint bucket and paints the stones as he likes. Whether a chess pattern or musical notes or protective fountains. No matter let your imagination run wild. Isla this is Flora. I start from my forge and work my way into the city if you want to help you can do it here or start somewhere else otherwise I'm happy to do it alone."
Almost as if everything had been explained, the dwarf takes the next stone, heaves it out of the ground, and paints it fire-red.
He hums comfortably to himself. "Tok at him, so radiantly beautiful,
Steeled by force. he sits high to ross,
Inspired by the courage of death and anger. where
Beast constantly on the hunt for what
It has broken. throughout the country,
Well known as a dragon slayer, the
Dragon Slayer, he called.
Immersed in deep black the gangway,
I could hardly breathe. blind forward
And then I felt him.
A red glow, a loud scream,
He threw flames at me.
I wielded the blade, struck and hit!
The monster moaned,
Collapsed,
Black Dragon Blood me
Netted and released in me the power!
I met again and saw him die." He continues to hum to himself.
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Welcome to a slightly different PQ over a few rounds you may describe how you paint your stones should you be present
Darkeye
Flora
Isla
Almost as if everything had been explained, the dwarf takes the next stone, heaves it out of the ground, and paints it fire-red.
He hums comfortably to himself. "Tok at him, so radiantly beautiful,
Steeled by force. he sits high to ross,
Inspired by the courage of death and anger. where
Beast constantly on the hunt for what
It has broken. throughout the country,
Well known as a dragon slayer, the
Dragon Slayer, he called.
Immersed in deep black the gangway,
I could hardly breathe. blind forward
And then I felt him.
A red glow, a loud scream,
He threw flames at me.
I wielded the blade, struck and hit!
The monster moaned,
Collapsed,
Black Dragon Blood me
Netted and released in me the power!
I met again and saw him die." He continues to hum to himself.
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Welcome to a slightly different PQ over a few rounds you may describe how you paint your stones should you be present
Darkeye
Flora
Isla
Everyone is the architect of his own fortune
Coding base by Sky
