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 Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2018 11:34 pm
Tim's eyes widened then softened. As the hypnotic light disappeared. He wasn't exactly conscious during Achana's praise. It had been musical words which he caught only a few of. His hearing had been as if. He had been underwater. The sound sort of flowed. Now he was awake. Though it wasn't like waking up from sleep. It was more like slipping from one dream to the next. He was somewhat confused at the moment and his face showed it.
He saw her kiss another unknown women. Tim was quite indifferent about this and there speech. He wasn't exactly sure if he should rise to his feet just yet. While his earlier actions were forced. His current ones were calculating. He was in an area. Which as far as he could see. Tim was the least evolved out of everyone there. He wasn't the youngest though this didn't account for much. A mortal old man was afforded greater kindness from others. While a Hollow of some age. May afford some extra respect. Though only if you possessed knowledge another did not. This knowledge could be anything. The point was you had demonstrated wisdom.
(192 words x 1.5 = 287 total)( Tim, Achana)
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2018 2:43 pm
 ══════════════════════════════【Lyndal】x♚x【128】x♚x【Hollow】【Kindred】x♚x【Dragon】x♚x【Adjuchas】SPD: 40 x♚x STR: 12 x♚x DEF: 6 x♚x STA: 20 x♚x INT: 10 x♚x SP: 40══════════════════════════════
Glistening white fangs gnawed on the mask of a weaker hollow deep in the forest of white quartz. Crunch crunch went the bony piece of ossein as a strong jaw pulverized the hard exterior to get to the juicy, marrowy center.
One. Two. CRUNCH. It took three good bites to get at the caramel center of the hollow's coagulated soul. Two blue eyes reflected the light of a distant cero as they peered up from a sinewy meal. Cross-shaped pupils contracted as the light became brilliantly blinding then suddenly snuffed itself. Those same pupils dilated, nearly taking up the whole of the iris, as a child-like head bobbed back and forth over a recent kill. A few rump wiggles later and a twelve-year-old looking gillian sprinted across the sand; Interchanging from bipedal and all-fours, Lyndal loped over the roots of trees and bounded through the sand as she made her way to a nearby clearing. She was investigating the brief flash of beautifully brilliant light, a cero that had been dazzling enough to catch her eye a few foot-ball field lengths away. Bushy, white brows furrowed over brilliant blue eyes; She glared into the clearing trying to make out the forms of those gathered there. One. Two. Three. . Four? She lost count. Onyx tipped claws on hands much to big for her childesque body dug into the quartz she was peering over. Her long, white unkempt hair blew in the wind behind her. The same wind that was creating a howling noise as it buffeted its way through the hollows of the trees. Her pointed ears twitched as she listened to their conversations, trying to figure out what was going on. Someone had disrespected the Espada? She tilted her head. Lyndal knew about the Espada, all hollows with a shred of intelligence did. But she had never seen them, only heard whispered tales of their ruthlessness and depravity. Two of them there were certainly strong enough to be of the ruling class, that much was apparent. She tilted her head to the side, "Muh?", a questioning noise escaped her pale lips. Lyndal had no idea who anyone was hear or what was going on. Instead of sitting there and wondering, maybe drawing conclusions from circumstantial evidence, she hopped over the root in front of her and slide down the sandy hill on her back-side. A tumble or two later and she was down next to Claudia, standing silently as she listened to the others talk. Her sapphire hues looked over the destruction that was nearly cleaned up, travelling to the remains of some sort of pillar. It looked like the whole place had gone up in smoke, judging by the scorch marks and the shards of quartz and the pillar itself lodged in nearby trees and sand. "Huh.." She mumbled, appreciating the carnage for what it was. Her massive claws reached down to the ground and delicately grasped one of the shards from the pillar between a thumb and forefinger. Instead of impolitely raising her voice, Lyndal decided to stand on her tip-toes and raise her hand; As if she was in a classroom, the small (Seemingly young) hollow was raising her hand to ask a question. Not that it mattered who addressed her.
Word count: 544/500 (J. Shard acquired)
Word total: 44
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 7:20 pm
 Ronan
~ The Black Beast ~ The large male would watch in amusement as his kick sent Lusha sprawling in the sands before her mistress. The girl would then scrabble and begin to beg the Sexta Espada for forgiveness in her blatant action of trying to betray her right in her face. In Ronan's opinion this traitor was not worth the air she breathed in as her hollow words tinged the air. If it were up to him, the monsterous male would simply rip her vocal cords from her throat, before kicking her into one of the many onyx structures that dotted the area. The ideas on how he would torment a traitor would be interrupted as Achana kneels down to pick the girl up. 'Great' he would think as the traitor gets away free. Those heterochromatic eyes gaze over his remaining Fraccion, "Let this be a lesson, I will forgive most, but traitors will be executed." As he spose his fingers continued to dance along the thigh of the small girl within his arm. They trace rather close to her hip before stopping and sliding back down her thigh. Perhaps the mood was spoiled from the talk of treason, or the death threat to his small, and growing group. "You spoke well, Claudia." Ronan would commend her before nodding his head to Mieren, whom remained quiet during the whole exchange. Not that he feared his followers reaction, as they had all proven to be loyal to him and his cause. Once more his attention was drawn to Achana as she spoke of her plan to evade and destroy the land of elves. A wicked smirk would cross Ronan's face as that as indeed something that he needed at this very moment. "The only issue there would lie within this portal." He would make a dramatic motion to the silver portal that the horde of Hollow had yet to truly figure out. 'What good does cutting off the Shinigami's allies do if we do not learn to access this?" A valid point was raised as he lifts his hand to point to the twin souls, "You two. I know you are the Fraccion of the Sexta Espada. You will do her will here, and figure out the purpose of these portal, I too shall leave one of my own to help you. Adelaide. Help these girls and report to me as soon as you figure something out." The Primo Espada would look to Achana, "Does that suite you, as well? The rest of us can begin invading Alfheim, the little traitor included. She needs to redeem herself to our cause." With that the large male turns to walk away from his fellow Espada. His next target on the child-isk Adjuncha waving her hand in the air. "Speak." He would state simply as those dual colored eyes looked down to her ready for whatever she would ask.[Spd: 120 | Str: 127 | Def: 30 | Sta: 20 | Int: 30 | SP: 127] [HP: 525 | SE: 220 | Clarity: 30] Word Count: 2,177 + 480 + 960 [x2 :Interaction] = 3,617
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 7:55 pm
Lusha was indeed spared and thought about the fact she wasn't killed on the spot for her betrayal but yet didn't feel lucky on that note. Lusha stayed quiet to herself with everyone commenting about her vicious act and they were all very well correct no doubt. Lusha noticed one didn't shed any sign of disobedience and the mistress Achana used the sick means in rewarding by a pat on the head. Lusha heard the very disappointing tone in Achana's voice as she spoke telling her the punishment would be worse and done by Lilith. Lilith was a being Lusha recognized for her cruel whippings, Lusha couldn't imagine her doing to punish Lusha but yet Lusha can't imagine what she would do either. The kiss from Achana was surprising enough and when asked if she understood Lusha says "Right." Lusha only said that as a confirmation and didn't speak further at all. Lusha thought about the promise of pain that was given but also the very affection and care that mistress was showing to her. Lusha didn't know what to think of that either way, it didn't seem to bring Lusha happiness at all. Rather Lusha felt burned down to the core with dishonor and self hatred feeling she has no right to be among her family at all. Lusha listened further as Achana stated the plan about destroying Alfuim, something Lusha felt like she needed anyway, bringing some destruction could bring some pleasure to herself. Lusha wasn't amused as her twin sisters once again glomp her playfully and Belial whispering about her nearing death's door almost. Lusha felt her hair being messed with by Azazel yet Lusha didn't care what they did with her despite Lilith's disgust of a comment. Lusha though heard Ronan call her the little traitor as he was giving our different instructions including Lusha in the raid on Alfheim which Lusha didn't say a word but only nodded to that order. Lusha sure would redeem herself but something like this would never heal the dishonor she had done to her family. Either way, destroying a elve's home would indeed bring pleasure to Lusha herself. Lusha simply lays there not caring one thing in the world keeping her eyes closed as Az and Bel mess with her. Though there was something Lusha knew she had to do either way, and that was collecting some shards. After her recent transformation into a Arrancar, the power of the shards had proved very useful and Lusha had a feeling she could use them as a way to recruiting or whatever purposes that are existing. Lusha gets up from the twins walking over to more parts of the pillar collecting more the shards, three in particular that was ready to go and which she placed into her school like uniform that her arrancar form. Lusha looked back to the twins as she collected the shards thinking to herself "Why would the family even still be kind to me or even grant me mercy when i betrayed them?" Lusha sighs a bit as she asked that question to herself. Lusha just felt more anger in her heart grew, not towards the family but towards mankind. The anger brews even more hatred like a pot that was churning and churning until it overflowed with pleasure and destruction within the soul of Lusha. Lusha grips her blade's hilt very hard and sturdy as if she wanted to kill something but more like destruction is what she is craving for right now. Killing and potentially destroying people's homes is the next thing she would indeed do after all, it would bring some cheer to her but sadly it wouldn't get rid of the dishonoring flame that forever scars her soul. Lusha plans to be a Wanderer of the Sonozaki family, one that tends to stray distances on end from her family not really socializing with them at all. Lusha doesn't feel at home around the family but at the same time it would take awhile for her to speak out to her family like she used to do. However due to the events that have transpired, Lusha doesn't feel traitors like herself can speak happily as she would for her mistress and the family. Therefore she will wander the places of Hueco Mundo until she is needed by the family and won't speak unless spoken to. Lusha then goes back to the twins laying back down not caring what they do with her, it didn't matter what she do. Her honor had been lost due to her actions and Lusha felt being a wanderer would be the best to do after all. In some way Lusha would be the type to not remain in the same location twice, always being on the move. Lusha indeed wanted answers from Claudia but she is going to put those answers on hold for awhile, something she wouldn't do unless for a event such as this. Even worse, Lusha knows Claudia saw the entire thing and ordeal about the entire crusade. Lusha plans also to keep everyone at a distance away from her, preventing them from getting too close in a relationship with a traitor such as herself. No traitors speak among the very family peers that she had lived with for a hundred years ever since the murder of her parents. Lusha then stands waiting to see what Achana will say, if the suggestion that Ronan made for her to "redeem" by using the war efforts is approved. Once approved, Lusha will do whatever and after such business is handled, she will begin her journey as a Wanderer of Hueco Mundo. 942 x 1.9=1790 words
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 10:46 am
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NAME:x « Loriel » x///x REIATSU:x 292 x///x RACE:x Vasto Lorde
FACTIONx « Shadesmar [ Below the Sands ] » x///x TITLEx « Dragoon » x///x ABILITYx « Armar Caballero »
SPD: 40 x///x STR: 5 x///x DEF: 80 x/// x STA: 60 x/// x INT: 102 x/// x SP: 5
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xxx Mieren would remain uncharacteristically out of sorts during the whole exchange, the sands beneath her feet boiling as Dolos suffered a slow and painful death. A pained expression would spread across her face as the feat continued, something in her soul twisting as the event carried on. These were all feelings that Mieren could not put her finger on and she was caught off guard when the sands beneath her feet once again burst into a vast array of tiny black beads. "I will forge you anew."
The beads shot forth from the ground, something that would be visible to all in the area as the cognitive representation of the sands of Hueco Mundo would breach their way into the physical realm, pulling Mieren fully into a land of eternal dusk, Hueco Mundo being the realm closest in conjunction to Shadesmar. The beads began to bore into her as they did before, imparting their 'thoughts' into her if they could even be called that. But as she was now in the realm in the flesh, the beads began imprinting more than just impressions on to her soul. The tiny pellets being controlled by some unseen force began burrowing away at the very fabric of her being, breaking her down manually into it's primary components until all that was left was a pile of chunky and bloodied flesh sinking into the depths and a small glowing sphere. Around were other glowing spheres hanging mid air just alike the her own, though one in close proximity was fading quickly. Her own glowing orb was thrust towards the smaller one, and as she passed through, a strange linking occurred as if the two were tied together as they simultaneous burst and faded into oblivion . . .
. . . The ground behind Lyndal began to roil and churn as a figure a couple of feet taller than her emerged from what seemed to be an expanse of black beads beneath the sands of Hueco Mundo. Loriel held a stoic expression upon her face and stuck close by her sister's side. A glowing shard sparkled faintly from within her pocket as she took a step forward, cross shaped pupils focusing on the man who approached her sister. Adjusting the gunblade at her waist, Loriel spoke up. "What was the cause . . . and err, purpose . . . behind that Cero. I can't speak for my sister, but I was hoping for more of a display." The words were delivered in a cold uninterested tone, but it seemed her desire for carnage was sincere. The might of this man was making Loriel's heart pound, but it didn't show on her face. Her hunger for strength nearly overwhelmed her, but she reined herself in, having had plenty of practice controlling her more base desires. Not that she didn't still have them or feed them fairly regularly, she just maintained control over them in lieu of the reverse. Loriel's eyes would lock with Ronan's own heterochromatic, and while her iris' were both a deep and rich blue, one of her sclera were white and the other black, the darker hidden generally behind her pearly white bangs.
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WORDS IN POST: 500/500 for Jokaisho Shard
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 1:16 pm
 It was a relief when the large shiny dissipated into nothing. As much as she wanted let out an exhale of relief, she held back her emotions. Achana would then pull in Lusha for some intimacy, but not without a warning. Claudia would watch the events play out until the mention of laying waste to Alfheim would be brought back into conversation. Ronan would agree to the actions, but would suggest leaving some of the fraccion behind to figure out what exactly was the purpose of the portal. She was very glad that Ronan choose to leave Adelaide behind. It was a solid idea, but she thought that investigating the portal before leaving was also not a bad idea. When Ronan would compliment her speaking well in the dire moment, it would bring a genuine sweet smile to her face. "Thank you. I tried." The fact that Ronan stopped tracing his fingers along her thigh was noted, but it did not bother her. "I'm ready to go bring destruction to Alfheim." she would say rather cheerfully while shifting herself to sit in a more upright position. The young girl would watch Lusha, the traitor, being moved along in what it seemed to be a lifeless manner before taking note of the two new others who had joined.
Word Count 217 + 434 + 1,113 = 1,764
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 4:56 pm
Tim's eyes dimmed as his ears caught the conversation which was taking place. He stood up suddenly. Standing with his chest puffed out and his hands clenched at his sides. His right fist rolled around in a circle at his side. This gave him a regal stature as he was standing there. Not the submissive attitude of when he was under the spell of the light. Nor the cowardly attitude Tim displayed after waking up from sleep walking into this dangerous place. Or even the calculating self preservation after the light spell had been lifted. He clutched his face with his left hand. Gripping the space where his Hollow Mask had once been. Then was lost in thought. Thinking about his past interaction with the elves.
He had been captured about one hundred and fourty years ago. The Noble cadets held him in chains. As they shoved him forward. So he would be face to face with one of there captains. The green horns nearby, pleaded with there captains to just be rid of him. What was the death of one more Hollow. It could only be a good thing. One of the experienced cadets. Asked if Tim could be spared. He had seen an honorable code in him. Not the indiscriminate monster that other Hollows were. Tim had attacked a Savage Hollow. Who wished to devour an old women. For no other reason than she was nearby. The Elves had dispatched the Savage Hollow. Then taken Tim as there prisoner to face a trial. Which very well might end in the same Fate for him. The captain pardoned him that day. The green horns falling into line in agreement. The captain was their hero after all.
Tim spoke at that moment. With a great confidence that was rare even among true noblemen.
The Elves once spared my life. I wish to return the favor to them now. Some among them see Hollows as nothing more than mindless killing machines. This is the sad truth of affairs I am afraid. Yet, I displayed mercy and even a minor display of morality in front of them. This act did not go unnoticed. Maybe our races can't coexist together. Though we need not make the nay sayers right. We are all more than what we are perceived to be. I only ask that you speak with there leaders. So we can avoid any unneeded death.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 5:29 pm
══════════════════════════════【Lyndal】x♚x【128】x♚x【Hollow】【Kindred】x♚x【Dragon】x♚x【Adjuchas】SPD: 40 x♚x STR: 10 x♚x DEF: 6 x♚x STA: 20 x♚x INT: 10 x♚x SP: 42══════════════════════════════
"Ally to the elves you say~? Mercy you say~? Hehehehe~" Lyndal started laughing, doubling over as she giggled insanely. She jabbed Loriel in the ribs with an elbow as she bent over clutching one of her sides. "Too good~ too good~" She cackled as a bluish light coalesced in her right hand. She held it out as her childish smile turned into a wickedly devilish grin. Sharp, white fangs glinted with murderous azure light. The tiny hollow princess was charging a cero in her hand, as one also formed in her mouth. "Milksops like you are only good as chew-toys~ hehehehe~" Blue light silhouetting her sharp fangs every time she opened her mouth to speak. After a short period of charging the murder-orbs of death, Lyndal opened her mouth and thrust her palm forward; Two beams of black-blue energy crackled through the air towards Tim.
Attack Power: [Cero] 72 | [Aliento de fuego] 51
Attack Speed: [Cero] 40 | [Aliento de fuego] 40
HP: 100
SE: 90 - 8 (82)
Word Count: 186 (x2)
Word Total: 372
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 6:23 pm
Chaos Reclaimer ══════════════════════════════【Lyndal】x♚x【128】x♚x【Hollow】【Kindred】x♚x【Dragon】x♚x【Adjuchas】SPD: 40 x♚x STR: 10 x♚x DEF: 6 x♚x STA: 20 x♚x INT: 10 x♚x SP: 42══════════════════════════════
"Ally to the elves you say~? Mercy you say~? Hehehehe~" Lyndal started laughing, doubling over as she giggled insanely. She jabbed Loriel in the ribs with an elbow as she bent over clutching one of her sides. "Too good~ too good~" She cackled as a bluish light coalesced in her right hand. She held it out as her childish smile turned into a wickedly devilish grin. Sharp, white fangs glinted with murderous azure light. The tiny hollow princess was charging a cero in her hand, as one also formed in her mouth. "Milksops like you are only good as chew-toys~ hehehehe~" Blue light silhouetting her sharp fangs every time she opened her mouth to speak. After a short period of charging the murder-orbs of death, Lyndal opened her mouth and thrust her palm forward; Two beams of black-blue energy crackled through the air towards Tim.
Attack Power: [Cero] 72 | [Aliento de fuego] 51
Attack Speed: [Cero] 40 | [Aliento de fuego] 40
HP: 100
SE: 90 - 8 (82)
Word Count: 186 (x2)
Word Total: 372
Speed- 10 Stamina 10 Strength 5 Intelligence 5 Defense 5 Spiritual Power 5 Reiatsu 40 Tim couldn't Dodge the attack in time. So he summoned his executioner's weapon in his right hand. Holding it out in front of himself like a shield. Tim spoke in a direct manner towards Lyndal. Vulgar folks like yourself don't last through the ages. A wiser man than myself once told me. Those who have the wisdom to see the present. Can outlast even the strong. Tim was pushed back by the black and blue energy. His feet skidding on the ground. His left and right feet felt hot. From the friction caused by his feet scraping against against the ground. Then he continued to speak in an accusing manner. Truth will pervail over monsters like you! (336 words x 1.5 = 504 (Tim, Lyndal)
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 7:01 pm
Out of Character Mod stuff
I checked Tim's profile, and he has no weapon of any kind. Even if he did and for just roleplay purposes the defense score of five would not hold up.
Tim has a total of 75 Hit points. Lyndal's attack would deal a total of 113 damage leaving Tim at a total of -38 hit points.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 9:59 pm
Ra1ns of Castamere
Out of Character Mod stuff
I checked Tim's profile, and he has no weapon of any kind. Even if he did and for just roleplay purposes the defense score of five would not hold up.
Tim has a total of 75 Hit points. Lyndal's attack would deal a total of 113 damage leaving Tim at a total of -38 hit points.
It was an approved ability called Weapon Manifestation level 1. It was approved in the spirit powers thread. Though never added to my profile. If I am -38 hp does that mean my character dies?
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 11:55 pm
Satuo
Free Range Hollow
 A thin slit would slowly appear in the air roughly ten feet behind Ronan as Lyndal began to laugh at Tim for suggesting that they used peace when dealing with the elves. The line turned into a crack, and grew to become a black doorway as Satuo brushed his hair out of his eyes, his cat ears twitching softly. He looked around as he noticed where he was as he had the thought, ‘oh no..this isn’t good’, and quickly turned around to watch the garganta seal shut behind him, leaving him staring at a cave wall as he was hit with the smell of burnt flesh and hair, causing him to gag a bit as he covered his nose and mouth.
It would take the neko a few moments to get acclimated to the smell of death and decay, allowing him to turn around to face Ronan again. He would look at the other hollows around him, and was about to say something as his ears shifted up a bit, but paused as he noticed the fight going on, his attention being drawn to the small fight. When the battle was over leaving a dead hollow to be munched on by a female with white hair and sharp fangs, he would turn to look back at Ronan, as he figured that the heterochromia eyed arrancar was the leader, and immediately moved to be sitting on his right knee while looking down at the ground, his ears flattening against his head as he stayed silent. He silently swore in his thoughts as he figured his luck was rather awful, but had a thought that if he played his cards right, he could avoid being killed as he said "I apologize for interrupting you sir." The strategy was simple; or at least he thought it was. If he presented himself as humble and willing to serve the espada, he should be spared a horrible death.
Original Obtuse Cantaloupes:
Reiatsu: 54 Speed: 8 Strength: 15 Defense: 5 Stamina: 15 Intelligence: 6 SP: 5
Equipment: none
HP: 100 SE: 50/50
Word Count: 323 * 2.0 = 646
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2018 6:01 am
lanceknightmare Ra1ns of Castamere
Out of Character Mod stuff
I checked Tim's profile, and he has no weapon of any kind. Even if he did and for just roleplay purposes the defense score of five would not hold up.
Tim has a total of 75 Hit points. Lyndal's attack would deal a total of 113 damage leaving Tim at a total of -38 hit points.
It was an approved ability called Weapon Manifestation level 1. It was approved in the spirit powers thread. Though never added to my profile. If I am -38 hp does that mean my character dies? Indeed. Tim has been slain, but fear not, death is not the end in the guild. You are simply sent to the Afterlife were you train a certain number of words based on the number of death counters you have. [In this case, 1] You can also spend time there to pick up exclusive afterlife techniques on your way back. I should have a couple more ready within the next day or so if you're patient besides Hell Mode.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 1:47 pm
══════════════════════════════【Lyndal】x♚x【128】x♚x【Hollow】【Kindred】x♚x【Dragon】x♚x【Adjuchas】SPD: 40 x♚x STR: 10 x♚x DEF: 6 x♚x STA: 20 x♚x INT: 10 x♚x SP: 42══════════════════════════════
Lyndal opens a Garganta and leaves the area. Heading to Alfheim.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2018 3:42 pm
[ Loriel exits through to the Bifrost ]
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