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Nwalme Fuvur
- Thread starter blargtheawesome
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Bits of both, bits of both.
Michcat
i'm the wench if you're the cake ;)
*Snickers*
... Tze is neutral. :C
In the eyes of Nwalme.
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
Blarg. She's not really THAT old.. She just made him think so. And you're right.. She's rather.. Normal. Never used magic. Not in any kind of political position. Is know by very few people. Can make her own money without having to do big things. She's -Fine- on her own 
... So she could do even -better- with another.
(.. She could be two hundred and eight, he wouldn't care in the slightest- she's an Elf.)
(.. She could be two hundred and eight, he wouldn't care in the slightest- she's an Elf.)
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
... Actually she is about 200.. But okay
Also. She could do WAY better with someone else but Nwalme
Also. She could do WAY better with someone else but Nwalme
... Mrr, it's short but it's something.
Death and Dreams
Why do I still see the dead in my sleep? For the past moon, I have been without dreams, and have slept surprisingly well considering the city I currently reside in, yet very recently I have been... plagued by dreams of those whose deaths I played a role in.
One in particular is constantly recurring. I am running as quickly as I can through some indestinguishable landscape that I somehow know is the old Port Silver, someone who I have never seen yet I know is going to do some form of unspeakable atrocity to me is behind me and despite how quickly I run he is quickly coming closer and closer. Before he actually reaches me, I awaken.
Another is that I am happy and content, laughing and jesting with Elrohir and some others whose faces I don't recognize. We talk and talk, and the sense of... strangeness. Happiness, with a constant feeling akin to despair and foreboding permeates the dream. And I simply ignore it, and continue laughing and talking, laughing and talking.
I intend to talk with Jack about brewing me up a bit more wine before I attempt sleep again.
Silvertooth, for Himself and No Other.
Interesting.
... Hey, it's fun contemplating what scholars will think of his journal entries once he's dead.
I regularly mock the speculation of Alteran scholars in plant/herb lore proposals.
... No, I don't understand Nwalme, he's become an entire new person who's stuck inside my head.
.. If you hit me really hard on the head, I might wake up and forget who my other personalities are. :C
.. If you hit me really hard on the head, I might wake up and forget who my other personalities are. :C
As with 80% of the things I read on the forums, I'm not sure whether this is worrying or hilarious.
"Everything I love has a tendency to... uh... things~"