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The Wobbly Goblet Discussion Thread, Out Of Character Stuff Goes Here |
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Darkness Eternal |
Mar 14 2014, 02:54 PM
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Master
Joined: 10-June 11
From: Coldharbour
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QUOTE(Elisabeth Hollow @ Mar 11 2014, 04:28 PM) I wanna too, but I don't know what to do lol
Well, who are you going to use?
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
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Elisabeth Hollow |
Mar 24 2014, 01:36 AM
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Ancient
Joined: 15-November 12
From: Texas
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Ushak gra-shubRace: Half Orc, half Nord Gender: Female Age: 26 Bio: Ushak is an adventurer. Or at least, she wants to be. Her father is the historian at the Winterhold College and she's spent most of her life there, closed up, never seeing beyond the wall of snow. She swore the first thing she'd do when she got out of there was start her own adventure and make her own niche in history. She made her way south, raiding treasure rooms of bandits and making herself a pretty septim doing so. She made her way to Cyrodiil and settled down in Bruman for a year, working around the Fighter's Guild and doing mercenary work. Once that cleared up, she kept moving south until she came to Chorrol. Skills: One-handed blade, preferring a mace over an axe or sword. Hand-to-hand A pretty damn good cook. Gear: Clothing, preferring dresses Heavy steel armor Banded shield Food Amulet of Mara Ring to boost stamina Temperament: No nonsense, but not unfriendly. Doesn't tolerate disrespect, and isn't afraid to speak up when someone wrongs her. This post has been edited by Elisabeth Hollow: Mar 24 2014, 01:37 AM
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Darkness Eternal |
Apr 18 2014, 08:58 PM
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Master
Joined: 10-June 11
From: Coldharbour
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QUOTE(King Of Beasts @ Apr 18 2014, 08:57 PM) She's leaving the forums for a while.
What? Why?
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
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