Munchkin, this is a continuation of V.1, so everyone can be where they were before. Same RP, new thread. XD
Wags, of course! You don't have to keep all of your old characters, either. (I dropped a few, myself.)
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Alright, I'll make sure they're all added in. We may start now, although I'm still waiting on a few people.
Edit;; Waggy, are you getting rid of Zelda? If so, I'll get rid of Zaavan, as well, or just add more tragedy into his life by saying his mother died shortly after he reunited with her. XD
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time
Eyes shift in myriad hue, hollowing from the wearying nights of unblinking watch as innumerable miles pass beneath a fatigued soul.
I am she; my spirit grows thin as the gentle curtain of eons settles over reticent dusk, starved for the day's rich history.
Each thread drawn to it is plucked, a shallow fray left in the wake of its sudden severing. Its modest scar on every heart and mind will go unnoticed and forgotten.
Each of them I commit to memory, attaching a solemn piece of myself to the gossamer veil of time that billows across a ceaseless and unbroken sky.
x x
Ammy, or Am to old travelers I fear have moved on from this exhausted path. You may see an odd sketch or two from me on occasion, though I have far less time for such things now than I used to. Despite the responsibilities voraciously eating up my days, I carry on with the stories in my head I have yet to learn how to tell.
⊰⊱xxTTRPG Playerxx⊰⊱xxWorld Builderxx⊰⊱xxAvid Writerxx⊰⊱ x x x x Doing the best I can in a strange time