What conversation? I have conversations with alot of noobs, don't expect be to remember them all!
And what about you on my ignore list? I never put anyone on an ignore list...at least, not today... You sure you didn't have one of those daydreams? It runs common in many types of noob.
Now to throw around ideas for this little bubble of a story plot that came to mind!
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Dear Arleem,
We have made it to the Armadas this day. The guardians there eyed us as if we intended trouble, but they allowed us to use the inn, thankfully. The new Age on the brink seems to give these guards no excitement whatsoever. Boris tells us that more essence has appeared missing, explainiing the vigilant guards.
We hope to make it to the Barbarian ruins before noon tommorrow, and maybe even get to Taverly before dusk. I wish more than anything to relieve myself of the artifact that weighs thousands upon my neck.. it is like it slowly eats away at your very being... I feel as though I must concentrate to do the simplist task now. Joseph just says I have a headache, but I do not believe natural causes act so viciously.
Well enough of my problems, what is it like back home? Did they demolish the tower yet, or did they not show up again? Did the Fremminniks take over the mand behind the Bank? And more importantly, How is my father? is he doing well? .. I hope those damned enforcers did not beat him again... Maybe I should not have left. Boris and Joe could have simply taken it to Uncle Wilfred, I mean, they have a better chance of not getting caught. I'm more of a priority to them then their own lives, anyway...
I hope to see you soon agian, Arleem. You would not know how much of a pain it is to not see your pretty face. I will write again soon.
~Lewis
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just throwing stupid ideas out there indirectly.
~Insane Soule, not Lewis "How Can Mirrors Be Real If Our Eyes Aren't Real?" -Jaden Smith
And what about you on my ignore list? I never put anyone on an ignore list...at least, not today... You sure you didn't have one of those daydreams? It runs common in many types of noob.
Now to throw around ideas for this little bubble of a story plot that came to mind!
---
Dear Arleem,
We have made it to the Armadas this day. The guardians there eyed us as if we intended trouble, but they allowed us to use the inn, thankfully. The new Age on the brink seems to give these guards no excitement whatsoever. Boris tells us that more essence has appeared missing, explainiing the vigilant guards.
We hope to make it to the Barbarian ruins before noon tommorrow, and maybe even get to Taverly before dusk. I wish more than anything to relieve myself of the artifact that weighs thousands upon my neck.. it is like it slowly eats away at your very being... I feel as though I must concentrate to do the simplist task now. Joseph just says I have a headache, but I do not believe natural causes act so viciously.
Well enough of my problems, what is it like back home? Did they demolish the tower yet, or did they not show up again? Did the Fremminniks take over the mand behind the Bank? And more importantly, How is my father? is he doing well? .. I hope those damned enforcers did not beat him again... Maybe I should not have left. Boris and Joe could have simply taken it to Uncle Wilfred, I mean, they have a better chance of not getting caught. I'm more of a priority to them then their own lives, anyway...
I hope to see you soon agian, Arleem. You would not know how much of a pain it is to not see your pretty face. I will write again soon.
~Lewis
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just throwing stupid ideas out there indirectly.
~Insane Soule, not Lewis "How Can Mirrors Be Real If Our Eyes Aren't Real?" -Jaden Smith
22-Nov-2009 07:08:08 - Last edited on 22-Nov-2009 07:08:58 by Seph
