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LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT MY OTPS ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS KEYDIS AND RED AND THEY WERE BOTH HOTHEADED TOMBOYS AND THEN THEY MET EACH OTHER AND RED HELPED KEYDIS POUR A SWORD OR WHATEVER, THEN THEY PUNCHED EACH OTHER IN THE FACE AND SMASHED EACH OTHER INTO FURNITURE AND THAT WAS WHEN I KNEW...

I WON’T LIE, I don’t know that for any of my characters, I have a specific “end-goal” in mind – that is, a point at which I will go “aaaaand now their story is totally finished! =>” (But that’s mostly ‘cause I get overly-attached to every stupid loser I make and want their stories to go on...

Week 53 – More's the Pity (2238) 112 + 150 Faction Vigor: 3905 (3643 + 262) Latens: 1405 (1143 + 262) 1405 - 1250 (Art of Aedificare (Adept)) Perseus Artifex Vanitas Vigor 3905 Latens 155 Skills Art of Aedificare (Adept) Art of Terriculum (Novice) Art of Alchemia (Novice) Art of...

Word Count - [2,238] Leidan Halbert - Seraph Eloquii Aequoris - Inks More's the Pity There were a great many offices in Terminus, and no small portion of the metropolis was dedicated to its appointed police force and the leading armed forces in all of Araevis: the Conexus. Broken into its...

sorry i am i am sorry SORRY FOR THIS-!! Week 18 – PM: Five Hundred Years (1014) 202 + 75 Faction Week 21 – The Hunt for Eloquii Aequoris, Pt II (8500) 283 + 57 Grader Bonus Week 29 – Sworn (1145) – Cease and Desist (845)227 + 165 + 78 Grader Bonus Week 32 – What It...

Aww shit son, I'm game. Or, er, Perseus? Would be? As long as good ol' Novice Blacksmithing skill is enough fer the job,anywho. /like i understand RP game mechanics HA Ah, Perseus is kinda (dumb) weird about payment, and would be likely to just take...either some sorta gratuity...

Word Count - [2,313] « II Ars Perseus woke on the floor of his workshop. He lay there, blinking up at the ceiling – vision blurred in his left-eye, unfocused in his right, head swimming – as coherence found its way to his thoughts. The oil lanterns hanging from ceiling fixtures across the...

Word Count - [2,048] « I Ars When Tuvius Acer left his house, a little after daybreak, he was on a mission. Gone was the man who had turned up on the doorstep of Perseus Artifex some two nights prior, shaking and out of breath. The Acer of today was calm, collected, and the very picture...

Word Count - [2,004] It was half-past midnight when Tuvius Acer arrived, pale and shaking, on the doorstep of Perseus Artifex Vanitas’s studio apartment. Long-limbed, tall, with a narrow jaw and shrewd, amber-brown eyes, Acer usually cut an impressive, professional figure in tailored...

[Be] Bellator Grades, Bitches “Hey! Hey Inks!” “*hermitnoise*” “I know what you want to do!” “*antisocialsound*” “You want to ~~DO GRADES~~!!!” “” you guys shouldn’t be punished just because I am doing your grades but you are being punished that is if it isn’t eminently obvious but it...

Psss Hiren I'ma be subbin' in fer Will this week. Just so ya know. FYI (i am so sorry little gradees) PS: links, for i am a merciful god i mean grader: [Be] Week 29: II Mors - Sworn [Open] Week 029: Cease and Desist (only got a couple babby posts in there)

FUCK YER FACE, LOOT ROLL THREAD AAAAHGHGHHHH [roll0] [roll1] [roll2] [roll3] [roll4] [roll5] [roll6] [roll7] Base Roll Value Result 67 Bigatium Lateris x 3 31 Dahlitium Lateris x 1 12 Nothing 39 Dahlitium Volantis x 3 5 Nothing 45 Dahlitium Volantis x 5 82 Bigatium Lateris x 8...

FINE! 1d100 1d100 1d100 1d100 1d100 1d100 1d100 1d100 ...FINE!

For a moment, Eloquii remained silent, wide gaze fixed on Keydis. Even as the binding light faded from around his wrist, the spurii didn’t move, head tilted, expression muted for once. Her arms…how did she…? Was that some sort of spell he didn’t know? Something that let her skin deflect the...

Word Count - [1,145] Novem’s windows still stood dark when the messenger arrived, the morning following Magister Eximium’s assassination. Novem hadn't slept – although he very much doubted he was the only one who could make that claim. The devastating conclusion to Nocte Nil had left too...

El sprang forward. The glittering, spectral ropes of the demvir’s Serpens spell, aiming for Keydis’s arm, coiled around the tall spurii’s wrist instead. Eloquii eyed the translucent bindings for a moment, head tilted, then turned to Keydis. “In the future,” he said, still grinning, “if ya want...

“...Repulsor!” declared the starry-robed demvir, two portals at his hands. The Bellator spell swept across the road, kicking up dust, shoving Keydis backwards. Eloquii Aequoris was there to catch her. The young woman landed hard, more against his arms than in them, but he’d caught her...

[Be] Bellator Grades brought to you in part (and whole) by Inkers Inc. (tm) If I missed anyone (ie if you wrote and you are not Will or Rob). Er. O-oops! I certainly definitely looked all over for grades and didn’t just ask Ky for links and then only grade those links. ...That is a thing I...

So much for being paranoid. The square – the entire city, no-doubt – was erupting with fear and panic, and Novem was moving almost before Eximium hit the ground. The enlil slipped into a crowd of pushing, shoving, and shouting spectators, a look of alarm and surprise on his face. He started...

As Magister Eximium spoke, Novem’s smile dimmed a bit, replaced by a calm, blank expression. The enlil’s gaze shifted from the stage to the grandis speculum looming over it. He studied the magister’s smiling face. “…anyone or anything…” “…the less-worthy." “…what you lack in passion or...