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Do you feel a war is over due?

Howdy everyone,

So I've been piecing together a thread idea for a few days now and I figured I'd open this up to the public.

The setting would take place in Jormungstadt rather a tent city...

7 plz

Error weapon still to be one Ioder' profile. I'm leaving it there.

Agreed, Tobias your at the helm.

We could let sleeping dogs lie, or have one of us step up. Groot or myself or Tobias.

Ill be picking up the bill and the blade. Take the Gp from this account.

It wasn’t long before duty called for the young Orlouge, as was promised by Shinsou when he was offered the job. He watched as the doors to the infirmary were thrown open by two large men. Lloyd...

I would like my name stricken from the roster. If you have any questions please private mssg me. Otherwise good day.

I volentier my assistance to the cause. If you would have me id be happy to act as the head of the infirmary.

Congrats on aging!

Well that was strange.

Should be there now.

Edited, and I understand about my MP.

I have been so excited for this for a while now. Let the gongs of war ring!

Its about time. I'll shiver with antici-----pation until we start.

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Lloyd bit his lip as he slowly dragged his forefinger across the purple shard lodge in front of him. Sure he imagined running into some interference whilst he was on his mission, but running into his...

If your really looking for fighters i'de be happy to oblige.

Name: Lloyd Ransome Orlouge “The Sinister Surgeon”
Age: 20
Race: Mystic

Personality: Calm and reserved, yet when the mood strikes him Lloyd is sadistic and can be pure evil. There is always...

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Beads of sweat fell from the young Orlouge’s brow as he tried to quickly finish his operation. With the help of his shadow magic he easily repaired Logan’s punctured lung with only a few...

Lloyd felt the earth itself shake under the weight of the dragon now barreling towards the survivors of the caravan. He hesitated for a moment before cautiously peeking over the top of what was left...

Nothing mattered anymore. Nothing that the young mystic was doing or thinking before this very moment mattered anymore. Until he and his caravan turned the corner in the road anything could have...

Astrodeia continued to struggle under the weight of the mystic. He only smeared some of the blood from his face with his sleeve and spat in her face. This was not his mother. It never was. She was...

Lloyd felt a bitter sting in his shoulder. He nervously reached his hand up to and felt his blood as he it started to ooze form his wound. “Ouch…” he cringed at the sight of his azure essence. But...

“C’mon you dirty old witch!” The young Orlouge yelled as he matched Asrtodeia's charge. Lloyd held strong to his heavy spade while also bringing his claws up to parry Astrodeia swinging Hector’s...