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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 7, 2015 15:28:07 GMT -4
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Post by conspiracist on Jul 7, 2015 16:17:57 GMT -4
Name: Faaldich ven Cotrethall
Age: 93
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: Standing at just below five feet, Faaldnich has a thick, messy beard that reaches his waist. Sporting a very bulky upper body, mostly made form muscle and pure, solid, brute force, Faaldnich's main flaw rests in his legs, and he lacks any running endurance and speed whatsoever, not that it matters, with his "never back down from a fight" attitude. Faaldnich has a long, messy, hair to match his beard, and most of the hair on his noggin and such is the color of a pine trunk. He has green, lopsided eyes, with the left being lower than the right, and a large, fat nose.
Clothing: Wearing a brown, dirty leather coat, a matching set of trousers, and a white cloth undershirt, Faaldnich looks like any other commoner. He also wears black cloth gloves, along with basic, brown boots.
Languages: Ghoril, Davek
Occupation: Common miner.
Family: Irrelevant, haven't been relevant for about seventy years.
Nationality: Ghoril
Bio: Born and raised in a lesser Dorthol household, he was one of six children, son of a jobless, gambling drunkard and a housewife who died at his birth. He left his home at the first chance he could get, and set out looking for a job. For about two years, Faaldnich lived off of what others took for granted and threw away, and also what they happened to have in their pockets at the time. Soon enough, he got caught, and in managed to set up a deal with his persecutor not to go to jail by saying he'd be his indentured servant for a decent ten years. Six years later, Faaldnich now having basic farm skills from living out a few kilometers away from Dorthol in a cozy farm, he ran away from the servant job, then found his current job as a miner, and maintained it for God knows how many years, getting a small apartment and just enough money to get drunk every few days.
Other: bio sucks don't kill me pls
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Post by Death on Jul 7, 2015 17:14:19 GMT -4
Name: Jeremy Fason, 'The Dagger of Fate', 'The Knife of Tarthel'.
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Jeremy is around 5,10 with short brown hair and stubble with piercing blue eyes. His body is muscular, not burly muscular but built a bit more like a monk or an athlete which helps when squeezing into tight spaces or containers.
Clothing: He wears a thick leather tunic over a black under-shirt with a hood that covers his head and most of Jeremy's face.. A bandolier of sorts comes from his left shoulder down to his lower stomach; metal loops attached to the tunic connects the leather bandolier. He wears brown trousers with many pockects to hold various knives, lockpicks, his foldingout blade and the like.
Languages: Ghoril and some broken Alris.
Occupation: Assassin
Bio: Jeremy had a rather ordinary childhood, being the son of a farmer and he expected to grow up a farmer, live a farmer, and die a farmer. His father was a kind man, although strict with his ways as he administered beatings to Jeremy when he misbehaved. His mother was as gentle and graceful as a swan and had a bond with the animals they reared at the farm.
This may seem perfect, until Jeremy was snatched away from his home by a slaver when he wandered off into the woods to play. He was sold to a rich noble named Riltonth Farfencougar so he had a butler. Jeremy spent years in the Farfencougar household, making food, tending to the animals and other menial tasks. He was twenty nine at this point.
Until, he saw his chance to escape. A large merchant ship had come to import food and weapons and Jeremy snuck his way aboard, leaving his life of slavery behind. However, the trip was soon met with disaster when a particularly nasty storm caused the ship to sink and Jeremy to drown. Or so he thought, blackness had taken him, he felt numb and he saw a light.. But it wasn't bright and extravegant, it was dim, more like a candle-light. He regained focus and saw a desk with a candle on it, and a man seemingly made entirely of shadows was sitting on a chair.
He introduced himself as the shadowman and explained he needed someone 'expendable' to do a few things for him, namely, murder. He was to murder fate breakers, those who had dodged their destined death date or had created unnatural things that would throw the world off balance. Jeremy measured his options, and, although he didn't want to kill anybody; he would much rather live than be fish-bait.
And that's when his bloody rampage began. His first few murders were sloppy and unorganised but he didn't get caught. He refined his killing prowess becoming progressively more dangerous and cunning. He eventually earned the names: 'The Knife of Tarthel'. He was a thing parents used to scare their children at night. HE was the thing that went bump in the night. He was the Dagger of Fate.
Other: Jeremy has a well crafted folding out short blade (think Corvo Attano's blade) that is well-balanced, light and easily concealable. Everything an assassin needs.
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Post by vammy on Jul 7, 2015 17:55:06 GMT -4
Name: Yeta Vongota
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: A tall, tan man with black hair that stretches down to his shoulders. He is a skinny human with little to no muscle on him , his arms are long and lanky as well he is clean shaven, notably his nose is quite long and lastly his eyes are brown. ( He's about 6'3)
Clothing: He wears a long sleeved white shirt that is stitched together and green slightly puffy pants that stop at his ankles. As for shoe wear he wears tan sandals with spots of mud on them. Also he wears a sliver ring on his left hand
Languages: Ghoril
Occupation:Unemployed/Studying
Family: He is a only child, both parents are assumed to be alive
Nationality: Ghoril
Bio: Yeta was born to two commoners south of Dorthol who decided on sending him to a church in Dorthol at the age of six to learn about the religion of Alsoris and his teachings. During this time Yeta lived among the priest and learnt what they learnt and heard what they heard. Yeta became a priest himself in this time and by the time he became 20 they sent him away to study the world. During this time Yeta traveled along the sliver road going though each and every town at a few years he returned to Dorthol where he resides and plans on staying for a long time.
Other: Hey Tim
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Post by Drago on Jul 8, 2015 15:59:40 GMT -4
One question before I continue reading.
Are Clerics (combat priests) allowed?
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 8, 2015 16:46:23 GMT -4
One question before I continue reading. Are Clerics (combat priests) allowed? Yes, but I'd prefer to call them battlepriests or warpriests or something due to the dictionary definition of "cleric". |
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Post by SilverRapier on Jul 9, 2015 15:54:07 GMT -4
Name: Xeva von Xevas II
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Xeva is a skinny human, standing at 6'0", with intense bright purple eyes, slicked back silver hair, sharp white teeth, and incredibly pale white skin. He has a short silver goatee running off of his face, as well as heavy stubble of the same silver as the rest of his facial hair dotted around his mouth.
Clothing: Von Xevas wears a short-sleeved black shirt, a black, flowing coat and kingly-looking dress pants, and simple black shoes. The buttons on his coat are pure silver, and the ring on his right hand is made of gold.
Languages: Ghoril, basic Rathen.
Occupation: FORMER Castle Salesman, Baron
Bio: Xeva was born to a wealthy nobleman by the name of Xeva von Xeva, who named his son Xeva von Xeva the Second. At the young age of 20, Xeva made his own fortune selling the many castles formerly owned by his family. After the death of Xeva the Second's father, he acquired HIS wealth, and replaced him as Baron at 27. (a relatively low-ranking figure in the medieval monarchy system), and continued to accumulate wealth from re-buying and selling castles until the age of 30, where he settled down into the Castle Queribos.
Other: Xeva possesses a weapon called the Zorath, a sword made of steel and silver, with a gold hilt and guard.
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Post by eloos on Jul 10, 2015 10:06:42 GMT -4
tim, does the cs have to be down to the last detail to be considered as quality worthy of roleplaying, or does it need to be of multiple paragraphs for each section that would be reasonable to have one?
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 11, 2015 18:12:38 GMT -4
tim, does the cs have to be down to the last detail to be considered as quality worthy of roleplaying, or does it need to be of multiple paragraphs for each section that would be reasonable to have one? It needs to adequately describe things. It doesn't need to be as detailed as mine generally are in other RPs, but it can't leave out large, important details. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 2:52:56 GMT -4
Name: Faaldich ven Cotrethall
Age: 93
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf
Appearance: Standing at just below five feet, Faaldnich has a thick, messy beard that reaches his waist. Sporting a very bulky upper body, mostly made form muscle and pure, solid, brute force, Faaldnich's main flaw rests in his legs, and he lacks any running endurance and speed whatsoever, not that it matters, with his "never back down from a fight" attitude. Faaldnich has a long, messy, hair to match his beard, and most of the hair on his noggin and such is the color of a pine trunk. He has green, lopsided eyes, with the left being lower than the right, and a large, fat nose.
Clothing: Wearing a brown, dirty leather coat, a matching set of trousers, and a white cloth undershirt, Faaldnich looks like any other commoner. He also wears black cloth gloves, along with basic, brown boots.
Languages: Ghoril
Occupation: Common miner.
Bio: Born and raised in a lesser Dorthol household, he was one of six children, son of a jobless, gambling drunkard and a housewife who died at his birth. He left his home at the first chance he could get, and set out looking for a job. For about two years, Faaldnich lived off of what others took for granted and threw away, and also what they happened to have in their pockets at the time. Soon enough, he got caught, and in managed to set up a deal with his persecutor not to go to jail by saying he'd be his indentured servant for a decent ten years. Six years later, Faaldnich now having basic farm skills from living out a few kilometers away from Dorthol in a cozy farm, he ran away from the servant job, then found his current job as a miner, and maintained it for God knows how many years, getting a small apartment and just enough money to get drunk every few days.
Other: bio sucks don't kill me pls
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 2:56:33 GMT -4
Name: Jeremy Fason, 'The Dagger of Fate', 'The Knife of Tarthel'. Age: 34 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Jeremy is around 5,10 with short brown hair and stubble with piercing blue eyes. His body is muscular, not burly muscular but built a bit more like a monk or an athlete which helps when squeezing into tight spaces or containers. Clothing: He wears a thick leather tunic over a black under-shirt with a hood that covers his head and most of Jeremy's face.. A bandolier of sorts comes from his left shoulder down to his lower stomach; metal loops attached to the tunic connects the leather bandolier. He wears brown trousers with many pockects to hold various knives, lockpicks, his foldingout blade and the like. Languages: Ghoril and some broken Alris. Occupation: Assassin Bio: Jeremy had a rather ordinary childhood, being the son of a farmer and he expected to grow up a farmer, live a farmer, and die a farmer. His father was a kind man, although strict with his ways as he administered beatings to Jeremy when he misbehaved. His mother was as gentle and graceful as a swan and had a bond with the animals they reared at the farm. This may seem perfect, until Jeremy was snatched away from his home by a slaver when he wandered off into the woods to play. He was sold to a rich noble named Riltonth Farfencougar so he had a butler. Jeremy spent years in the Farfencougar household, making food, tending to the animals and other menial tasks. He was twenty nine at this point. Until, he saw his chance to escape. A large merchant ship had come to import food and weapons and Jeremy snuck his way aboard, leaving his life of slavery behind. However, the trip was soon met with disaster when a particularly nasty storm caused the ship to sink and Jeremy to drown. Or so he thought, blackness had taken him, he felt numb and he saw a light.. But it wasn't bright and extravegant, it was dim, more like a candle-light. He regained focus and saw a desk with a candle on it, and a man seemingly made entirely of shadows was sitting on a chair. He introduced himself as the shadowman and explained he needed someone 'expendable' to do a few things for him, namely, murder. He was to murder fate breakers, those who had dodged their destined death date or had created unnatural things that would throw the world off balance. Jeremy measured his options, and, although he didn't want to kill anybody; he would much rather live than be fish-bait. And that's when his bloody rampage began. His first few murders were sloppy and unorganised but he didn't get caught. He refined his killing prowess becoming progressively more dangerous and cunning. He eventually earned the names: 'The Knife of Tarthel'. He was a thing parents used to scare their children at night. HE was the thing that went bump in the night. He was the Dagger of Fate. Other: Jeremy has a well crafted folding out short blade (think Corvo Attano's blade) that is well-balanced, light and easily concealable. Everything an assassin needs. I think that the extra titles and that the last few sentences of the bio could be removed, but aside from that accepted. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 2:57:39 GMT -4
Name: Yeta Vongota Age: 27 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: A tall, tan man with black hair that stretches down to his shoulders. He is a skinny human with little to no muscle on him , his arms are long and lanky as well he is clean shaven, notably his nose is quite long and lastly his eyes are brown. ( He's about 6'3) Clothing: He wears a long sleeved white shirt that is stitched together and green slightly puffy pants that stop at his ankles. As for shoe wear he wears tan sandals with spots of mud on them. Also he wears a sliver ring on his left hand Languages: Ghoril Occupation:Unemployed/Studying Bio: Yeta was born to two commoners south of Dorthol who decided on sending him to a church in Dorthol at the age of six to learn about the religion of Alsoris and his teachings. During this time Yeta live among the priest and learnt what they learnt and heard what they heard. Yeta became a priest himself in this time and by the time he became 20 they sent him away to study the world. Yeta traveled along the sliver road going though each and every town at a few years he returned to Dorthol where he resides and plans on staying for a long time. Other: Hey Tim Declined. You need way more detail and preferably a few less run-on sentences. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 3:00:06 GMT -4
Name: Xeva von Xevas II Age: 36 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Xeva is a skinny human, standing at 6'0", with intense bright purple eyes, slicked back silver hair, sharp white teeth, and incredibly pale white skin. He has a short silver goatee running off of his face, as well as heavy stubble of the same silver as the rest of his facial hair dotted around his mouth. Clothing: Von Xevas wears a short-sleeved black shirt, a black, flowing coat and kingly-looking dress pants, and simple black shoes. The buttons on his coat are pure silver, and the ring on his right hand is made of gold. Languages: Ghoril, basic Rathen. Occupation: FORMER Castle Salesman, Baron Bio: Xeva was born to a wealthy nobleman by the name of Xeva von Xeva, who named his son Xeva von Xeva the Second. At the young age of 20, Xeva made his own fortune selling the many castles formerly owned by his family. After the death of Xeva the Second's father, he acquired HIS wealth, and replaced him as Baron at 27. (a relatively low-ranking figure in the medieval monarchy system), and continued to accumulate wealth from re-buying and selling castles until the age of 30, where he settled down into the Castle Queribos. Other: Xeva possesses a weapon called the Zorath, a sword made of steel and silver, with a gold hilt and guard. Declined. For starters, baron was a rank just below the royal family, so "relatively low ranking figure" is somewhat incorrect. That's not actually a reason why you were banned, I just felt like pointing that out. The reason you were banned is that you have absolutely no reason to be in Dorthol. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 3:01:43 GMT -4
Everyone, there are two new parts of the CS that I added retrospectively. Thank god I can edit posts. I would much appreciate if you guys were to quickly add those on to your CS.
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Post by vammy on Jul 13, 2015 15:25:35 GMT -4
Uh what extra info should I add tim? I kinda spent 35 minutes just doing that little
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Post by Death on Jul 13, 2015 15:44:46 GMT -4
This thread is for CSes for Siege of Dorthol. Only post your CS here, nothing else. Name: Age: Gender: Race: Appearance: Clothing: Languages Occupation: Family: Nationality: Bio: Other: Name: Jeremy Fason, 'The Dagger of Fate', 'The Knife of Tarthel'. Age: 34 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Jeremy is around 5,10 with short brown hair and stubble with piercing blue eyes. His body is muscular, not burly muscular but built a bit more like a monk or an athlete which helps when squeezing into tight spaces or containers. Clothing: He wears a thick leather tunic over a black under-shirt with a hood that covers his head and most of Jeremy's face.. A bandolier of sorts comes from his left shoulder down to his lower stomach; metal loops attached to the tunic connects the leather bandolier. He wears brown trousers with many pockects to hold various knives, lockpicks, his foldingout blade and the like. Languages: Ghoril and some broken Alris. Occupation: Assassin Family: A forgotten father and mother. Nationality: Tarthellian. Bio: Jeremy had a rather ordinary childhood, being the son of a farmer and he expected to grow up a farmer, live a farmer, and die a farmer. His father was a kind man, although strict with his ways as he administered beatings to Jeremy when he misbehaved. His mother was as gentle and graceful as a swan and had a bond with the animals they reared at the farm. This may seem perfect, until Jeremy was snatched away from his home by a slaver when he wandered off into the woods to play. He was sold to a rich noble named Riltonth Farfencougar so he had a butler. Jeremy spent years in the Farfencougar household, making food, tending to the animals and other menial tasks. He was twenty nine at this point. Until, he saw his chance to escape. A large merchant ship had come to import food and weapons and Jeremy snuck his way aboard, leaving his life of slavery behind. However, the trip was soon met with disaster when a particularly nasty storm caused the ship to sink and Jeremy to drown. Or so he thought, blackness had taken him, he felt numb and he saw a light.. But it wasn't bright and extravegant, it was dim, more like a candle-light. He regained focus and saw a desk with a candle on it, and a man seemingly made entirely of shadows was sitting on a chair. He introduced himself as the shadowman and explained he needed someone 'expendable' to do a few things for him, namely, murder. He was to murder fate breakers, those who had dodged their destined death date or had created unnatural things that would throw the world off balance. Jeremy measured his options, and, although he didn't want to kill anybody; he would much rather live than be fish-bait. And that's when his bloody rampage began. His first few murders were sloppy and unorganised but he didn't get caught. He refined his killing prowess becoming progressively more dangerous and cunning. He eventually earned the names: 'The Knife of Tarthel'. He was a thing parents used to scare their children at night. HE was the thing that went bump in the night. He was the Dagger of Fate. Other: Jeremy has a well crafted folding out short blade (think Corvo Attano's blade) that is well-balanced, light and easily concealable. Everything an assassin needs. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 15:48:20 GMT -4
This thread is for CSes for Siege of Dorthol. Only post your CS here, nothing else. Name: Age: Gender: Race: Appearance: Clothing: Languages Occupation: Family: Nationality: Bio: Other: Name: Jeremy Fason , 'The Dagger of Fate', 'The Knife of Tarthel'.Age: 34 Gender: Male Race: Human Appearance: Jeremy is around 5,10 with short brown hair and stubble with piercing blue eyes. His body is muscular, not burly muscular but built a bit more like a monk or an athlete which helps when squeezing into tight spaces or containers. Clothing: He wears a thick leather tunic over a black under-shirt with a hood that covers his head and most of Jeremy's face.. A bandolier of sorts comes from his left shoulder down to his lower stomach; metal loops attached to the tunic connects the leather bandolier. He wears brown trousers with many pockects to hold various knives, lockpicks, his foldingout blade and the like. Languages: Ghoril and some broken Alris. Occupation: Assassin Family: A forgotten father and mother. Nationality: Tarthellian. Bio: Jeremy had a rather ordinary childhood, being the son of a farmer and he expected to grow up a farmer, live a farmer, and die a farmer. His father was a kind man, although strict with his ways as he administered beatings to Jeremy when he misbehaved. His mother was as gentle and graceful as a swan and had a bond with the animals they reared at the farm. This may seem perfect, until Jeremy was snatched away from his home by a slaver when he wandered off into the woods to play. He was sold to a rich noble named Riltonth Farfencougar so he had a butler. Jeremy spent years in the Farfencougar household, making food, tending to the animals and other menial tasks. He was twenty nine at this point. Until, he saw his chance to escape. A large merchant ship had come to import food and weapons and Jeremy snuck his way aboard, leaving his life of slavery behind. However, the trip was soon met with disaster when a particularly nasty storm caused the ship to sink and Jeremy to drown. Or so he thought, blackness had taken him, he felt numb and he saw a light.. But it wasn't bright and extravegant, it was dim, more like a candle-light. He regained focus and saw a desk with a candle on it, and a man seemingly made entirely of shadows was sitting on a chair. He introduced himself as the shadowman and explained he needed someone 'expendable' to do a few things for him, namely, murder. He was to murder fate breakers, those who had dodged their destined death date or had created unnatural things that would throw the world off balance. Jeremy measured his options, and, although he didn't want to kill anybody; he would much rather live than be fish-bait. And that's when his bloody rampage began. His first few murders were sloppy and unorganised but he didn't get caught. He refined his killing prowess becoming progressively more dangerous and cunning. He eventually earned the names: 'The Knife of Tarthel'. He was a thing parents used to scare their children at night. HE was the thing that went bump in the night. He was the Dagger of Fate.Other: Jeremy has a well crafted folding out short blade (think Corvo Attano's blade) that is well-balanced, light and easily concealable. Everything an assassin needs. Same as previously - Accepted, except for the parts through which I'll put a strikethrough in the quote. I just don't really think that the titles are necessary, and it makes you and your goals seem to be well-known, which is not how a good assassin should operate. |
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 15:50:25 GMT -4
Uh what extra info should I add tim? I kinda spent 35 minutes just doing that little Uhh... I don't really know how to word this politely, but if you honestly can't tell which parts of your CS need more detail, then I don't particularly think that this RP is for you. |
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Post by vammy on Jul 13, 2015 15:53:20 GMT -4
Well 85% percent of the roleplays I join are medieval so I'm pretty sure it's for me. So what should I add?
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 15:57:12 GMT -4
Well 85% percent of the roleplays I join are medieval so I'm pretty sure it's for me. So what should I add? Interest is not what I was talking about. Chances are you'll be interested regardless of everything else. Damn, there really is no nice way to put this, is there? I don't think that you're a good enough RPer to be able to enjoy the RP without killing it for everyone else. |
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Post by vammy on Jul 13, 2015 15:58:58 GMT -4
Dude I rokeplay all thr time just let me fix my CS.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 13, 2015 16:04:04 GMT -4
Dude I rokeplay all thr time just let me fix my CS. Feel free to fix it. |
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Post by vammy on Jul 13, 2015 16:25:43 GMT -4
That's the problem I have no idea what to fix
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Post by Duck14 on Jul 17, 2015 1:04:10 GMT -4
Can't be bothered looking for the thread to find my characters. But I know who they are and you do to Tim.
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Post by Bannanachair on Jul 18, 2015 19:34:55 GMT -4
Can't be bothered looking for the thread to find my characters. But I know who they are and you do to Tim. You used the wrong form of "to". It should have been "too". Because of this, you are declined. In all seriousness, though, I added a few more sections to the CS here which I'd appreciate you filling out for some of your characters. Nationality is the only exception, as all three are Dortholian, but aside from that there are new fields that I'd appreciate you filling out. |
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