Hello everyone! This is the place where you can tell me how much I suck (or rock?). This is also where you can give me advise on how to play Archmage Baenre a little better.
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[When the Archmage first opened his eyes he panicked as one would if they could not see clearly and had forgotten why. He calmed a near instant later once his mind had focused, he found it strange that he had been so tired to forget his own current state. Ignoring this feeling it was an irrelevant detail at the time he then tried to get up. This ( Read more... )

[ When Gromph could once again feel the weave at it's full and true strength around and withing him he felt light headed an high at first. The rush was intense as if he had been suffocating before an air had rushed into his lungs at that very moment. He feel to the floor as the high overwhelmed him for the moment. Oh how he had missed this power ( Read more... )

*SLAM!*

XSA!

*SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!*

*cough cough*

DORN JIKU DOS ULU IN'LOILEN ERRDEGAHR!

*SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! creek creek creek CRACK!*

AHHHHH!! *cough cough cough*

Xsa dos fuer'yon...

(ooc: All the text in the ** means sound that someone listening can hear this and that it isn't dialog. Gromph is in now way innocent and ( Read more... )

[Out of no where a thud and a click can be heard. After a small space of time more and more clicking follows. When the clicking stops however it is replaced by something else. The cries of a small very upset rat.]

Skeeeereee Skeeeereee Skeeeereee

[ The sound goes on for a very very long time and only finely stops when little rat paws step on the ( Read more... )

While admittedly blood can be very nourishing and quite pleasing to spill it is not suited to bathing in. Not for cleaning anyways.

Kyorli seems to be enjoying herself however.

[Private to Pharuan/soooo hackable]

Gather as much of this blood as you can Mizzrym.

[Numerous times in the Archmage's life he has slipped into reverie or even sleep with his head in a tome or on a desk. This time is only slightly different due to his location and the the brown rat curled up dozing next to his head. Gromph had been reading nearly nonstop for nearly 72 hours and his body(and rat) have finally given in to the demands ( Read more... )

[Suddenly The very clear sounds of large amounts of metal slamming against flesh, wood, and its self can be heard. Mingled with in them can also be heard the sounds of screams, grunts, and yells of surprises, anger, and pain. Most of them unintelligible due to the metal background noise or by the nature of the languages they are spoken in. This ( Read more... )

I can not for all the demons in the abyss find my robes or the blasted clothing the building gave me when I first found my self here.

Does anyone one know how I am to put this blasted mess on?

(ooc: This is the sexy clothing Gromph has been given.

Edit: His waist coat and tie are red I forgot about that.)

With every passing moment I find myself growing even more annoyed with this house.

Prison seems to be more of an accurate word for this place.