Post by nuramon on Jun 13, 2016 18:22:34 GMT
I understand that character thread comment editing will be considered cheating, and that my character will be subsequently deleted.
Dm rewards bladeandbow.boards.net/thread/1347/big-arms-skeletank,http://bladeandbow.boards.net/thread/1375/giant-ant-hive
I rounded everything down so I have good numbers.
drive.google.com/file/d/0B0-rIYvS0duEa2F2dVY5QTJwQXc/view?usp=sharing
BIO:
You wont chase dreams. >ou haunt them until they are the reality. This is the only path to dont see them lying broken on the ground. I was 14 years old when my home burned down with my parents. I needed to strife through the lands. An orphan I have been become...An orphan with no future, just a face of many faces which get forgotten...but this wasnt enough to shatter my world and dreams. I still tried to become somebody. I survived a long time in this forests of Xer. I fought some elves and survived guards passing by. One day I reached wasteland...Nothing but nothing was in my sight...This was the day I changed completly. I could go back to the forest because guards looked for me because I stole some bread....So I ran into this wastelands...I was fated to wander here and the only companions were my shadow and three crows which followed me... I was their prey... I ran into this eternal wasteland and realized this is my end. I was thirsty,hungry,had no companions for a conversation and the worst the crows never stopped following me.... I was still their prey I thought until I fell with my knees on the ground and the crows landed next to me....and I realized they were as big as I was....Still thinking I was the prey I prepared to die....but this last dream was broken too...I survived this misery still feeling the pain, still feeling the thirst, still feeling the hunger....and the crows still followed me... I was cursed by this crows.....I felt only pain and misery so I also called the first crow pain, the second one misery and the third one what I hoped to finally find... Death. Some years later I still strived to the land not hunted by the guards not hunted by anyone.....I haunted them... I became the crowscurse. People who judged me became corpses which fed Pain,Misery and Death. Persons who attacked me became the food of all crows in the surrounding areas... I wasnt anymore haunted... I was the haunt itself...I wasnt cursed by this crows....This crows were cursed by me....And the madness is that what lets me live I want that everybody feels the misery of my shatterd world. I will show them this misery and fight only with the crows on my site...Every ally I make will be only temporary for the purpose letting other feel the misery,pain and the wish for death which I feel for such a long time already.
Dm rewards bladeandbow.boards.net/thread/1347/big-arms-skeletank,http://bladeandbow.boards.net/thread/1375/giant-ant-hive
I rounded everything down so I have good numbers.
drive.google.com/file/d/0B0-rIYvS0duEa2F2dVY5QTJwQXc/view?usp=sharing
BIO:
You wont chase dreams. >ou haunt them until they are the reality. This is the only path to dont see them lying broken on the ground. I was 14 years old when my home burned down with my parents. I needed to strife through the lands. An orphan I have been become...An orphan with no future, just a face of many faces which get forgotten...but this wasnt enough to shatter my world and dreams. I still tried to become somebody. I survived a long time in this forests of Xer. I fought some elves and survived guards passing by. One day I reached wasteland...Nothing but nothing was in my sight...This was the day I changed completly. I could go back to the forest because guards looked for me because I stole some bread....So I ran into this wastelands...I was fated to wander here and the only companions were my shadow and three crows which followed me... I was their prey... I ran into this eternal wasteland and realized this is my end. I was thirsty,hungry,had no companions for a conversation and the worst the crows never stopped following me.... I was still their prey I thought until I fell with my knees on the ground and the crows landed next to me....and I realized they were as big as I was....Still thinking I was the prey I prepared to die....but this last dream was broken too...I survived this misery still feeling the pain, still feeling the thirst, still feeling the hunger....and the crows still followed me... I was cursed by this crows.....I felt only pain and misery so I also called the first crow pain, the second one misery and the third one what I hoped to finally find... Death. Some years later I still strived to the land not hunted by the guards not hunted by anyone.....I haunted them... I became the crowscurse. People who judged me became corpses which fed Pain,Misery and Death. Persons who attacked me became the food of all crows in the surrounding areas... I wasnt anymore haunted... I was the haunt itself...I wasnt cursed by this crows....This crows were cursed by me....And the madness is that what lets me live I want that everybody feels the misery of my shatterd world. I will show them this misery and fight only with the crows on my site...Every ally I make will be only temporary for the purpose letting other feel the misery,pain and the wish for death which I feel for such a long time already.
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