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He should have reached out more, that much was certain. Figuring instead that the woman was just busy with her life, and performances, and that she'd just text when she was free left them both in a stalemate of not really discussing with one another, at all. Yet, despite the distance that had...

She didn't correct the name, so that one must belong to her, right? A thought that was instantly smashed to bits when the Magia had made it clear she thought it was a pick up line. Instantly, Zelrius could feel his face heating up, his gaze looking to her wide in shock. "What? No? The stars...

The way the other person had put their hat on, and covered their eyes spoke that they were perhaps shy, or just not interested in company. Zelrius was ready to finish the silent greeting and keep walking down for his own path. Until, the water separated in an instant. He leaned back away in...

This string of thoughts and philosophies was one that Zelrius had already known. There was an ominous comfort that settled in on his muscles, hearing such a thing from the entity just beyond him. There was good wisdom in his words, specifically in the example of Goblins. The golden haired...

He couldn't help but chuckle back at the way she described her dress at being 'sufficient' to cover up the more intimate bits of her body, blinking for a moment at her rather comfortable way of describing it. And then again at her initial question, shaking his head perhaps too subtly. "No...

Another day in Brisshal. The quiet trickle of water along the creek that ran down between the trees, searching for the ocean, and the symphony of creatures lurking among the foliage they called home were relaxing. In the clear blue water, he could see his own reflection, eyes searching his own...

Zelrius did was he was bid by the Wraith. He didn't seem the type for tricks, in the current atmosphere. Additionally, not so when a stiff breeze could drop the rest of the Adventurer's Health, leaving no real reason for the wraith to do so. His blade came up, sheathing it in the scabbard on his...

Zelrius had taken a more relaxed posture. His back leaned up against the nearby stump, and head tilted back. Holding the injury and looking into the sky, taking rhythmic, forceful breaths to aid in the subsiding of the pain. Both, as a psychological coping mechanism, and to take the physical...

Goblins, Greenskins. Typical for these RPG settings, and usually a problem for Falderen in general. Them and the Grass Knolls seemed to multiply endlessly, and haunt the stray farmers, mountaineers and other hermits of the medieval economy of this world. When the Guild had sent out a request for...

He was grinning, unprepared for the way she'd flash across the dozen or so feet in between then right in front of his body, and then suddenly embrace. The impact of her suddenly pressing her face to his chest made his breath tighten. It was largely unexpected, and yet, wholesomely warm of her...

His own hit was particularly straight on, having cut across the length of its radius, to its cracked ribcage, letting those pieces fall away and into the ground around them. A shift in his footwork would cause those chunks to crunch against the grass and the soles of his shoes. It seemed that...

He wasn't going to debate what time of day it was. She was probably right anyhow. And, it didn't matter much either way. Soon it would either be dark, or it would remain daylight like this for some time. He was stuck here for the next few hours, pissing away his life anyhow. He smiled back at...

Zelrius looked forward with a grimacing frown. This was certainly a crossroads of sorts, but it was more like a fork. The beaten, brown paths of dirt among the seemingly endless sea of yellowing wheat fields in the summer sun made three diverging paths. Not including the one he had just come...

Such a source had come up along the trail while it worked its weary bones upon the task of stripping and cutting the wood. Zelrius had not been stealthy with his approach; unaware that there was any such creature in the area. Even going so far as to do it intentionally, an open approach to be...

Sapphire pupils watched the suddenly appearing woman twist and turn to take in the local scenery. A phenomenon that he had learned long ago that the denizens of this world referred to as being 'Starcalled'. Having witnessed it himself, Zelrius certainly saw why it was described as such. Truly...

A deep breath, his eyes closed. The only sound that permeated the small upsatirs bedroom was the whirring of computer fans on the desk at the opposing end of the room. Markus laid back, staring upward, something that he had spent the majority of the last four years doing. But it wasn't the...

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You can go in-depth about how your build works here, detailing how your masteries work together, etc. Don't change any of the spacing if you can. Weapon Tags Name (Weapon Type) Molten Fine Black Clothing (Medium) Trait Name. If you have any trait that requires additional explanation such as...