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Ohh, I have another nightmare to add to her list. But a black cloaked figure ~After recent events Morna has begun having nightmares.
She is plagued each night by visions of being chased be a cloaked, red, figure through a very dense jungle.
The vines reaching and grabbing at her legs and arms as if the very forest wants her.
As she manages to escape the vines and the figure she comes to a clearing to find a huge funeral pyre.
Among those with in are all those she cares about.
She begins to kneel before the pyre when the cloaked figure in red moves to stand beside her.
Morna then looks up at the figure seeing clearly now that it is a Caparii woman.
The figure looks down at her and says in a cold tone.
"You see them? They die for you. You promise change, yet me see none. You disappoint."
After this Morna's vision is enveloped in red and she awakens.
These dreams making it nearly impossible for her to sleep.
(OOC notes: This is JUST a dream probably caused by a guilty conscious and her feeling she has failed so many.)
Gotta be rough n' tough in the south mateAellyrians bring death and destruction wherever they go.
Ah, its a southern house thing, you wouldnt understand
It's an American thing
Hey, don't take that tone - he's quite right! You do need to be rough and tough in the South.
Whoa! I see we're being generous with our estimates.~exactly three and a half medium-sized potatoes.
Well, I can assure you there is at least one intelligent southerner however immature he may beHey, don't take that tone - he's quite right! You do need to be rough and tough in the South.
...To survive all the armoured-swordy-flingy-folk with the collective IQ of exactly three and a half medium-sized potatoes.
;D
I'd like to think my IQ is more than a bundle of potatoes. (what's that phrase about "in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king")...To survive all the armoured-swordy-flingy-folk with the collective IQ of exactly three and a half medium-sized potatoes.
Hey, don't take that tone - he's quite right! You do need to be rough and tough in the South.
...To survive all the armoured-swordy-flingy-folk with the collective IQ of exactly three and a half medium-sized potatoes.
;D
*Potatoes ;DI guess the only thing northerners can compare their IQ's to are potato's~~
*raises potato in the air* We love ye to!*Potatoes ;D
...Nahh, we love y'really, couldn't resist.