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TOPIC | Plague&Shadow foddart [jan 26-feb 1]
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@DatBearTho sending you 25 level 5's, which completes my order for crowparts at 250/250
@DatBearTho sending you 25 level 5's, which completes my order for crowparts at 250/250
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@feralrookie
Here you go!
Within the Lunisolar Temple, where moonlight and sunlight wove together in an endless embrace, the Oracle Solstice awaited. The air was dense and thick with the scent of sacred incense, myrrh and frankincense, filling the chamber with an ethereal calm.
Slowly Spinel had entered the ancient domain, her eyes fixated on the long shadows that danced upon the temple's marble walls, giving her a sense of nostalgia. For once, she chose to attempt to compose herself rather than to demand answers.
Solstice gazed at a small celestial map that contained a plethora of constellations, not all of which were known in Sornieth. The shifting patterns of fate emerged with the image of Spinel, Raven Queen of the Birdskulls, with her six wings stretching wide, stained with hues of ethereal shadow.
The Bogsneak looked up to see the very Fae before her, head hooded but still discerning.
"Your pairs of wings span wide, dearest Spinel... but even the most ethereal of dragons must know when to draw them close," echoed the Oracle. Her head tilted down towards the Fae. "It was your curiosity that brought you here... but you already know the answer to your own question."
The intricate birdskull mask, adorned with beads and beauts gifted by her artisans, Morpho and Sazerac, seemed to weigh heavier than usual to Spinel—as if the words of the Oracle were slowly settling into its very bones. Her eyes gazed up at Solstice.
"Your strength lies in Anthus, while your shield is Venge herself," Solstice hummed softly. "Your horsemen ride ahead while the Bogsneaks maintain your gates. But all the others... they are the body the blood flows through. Do not overlook them, for it is not that strength alone that will ensure your clan’s survival. The careful weaving of loyalty, foresight, and shadowed cunningness in their fluttering hearts, is where the pulse of your ever-growing empire lies, my dear Raven."
Here you go!
Within the Lunisolar Temple, where moonlight and sunlight wove together in an endless embrace, the Oracle Solstice awaited. The air was dense and thick with the scent of sacred incense, myrrh and frankincense, filling the chamber with an ethereal calm.
Slowly Spinel had entered the ancient domain, her eyes fixated on the long shadows that danced upon the temple's marble walls, giving her a sense of nostalgia. For once, she chose to attempt to compose herself rather than to demand answers.
Solstice gazed at a small celestial map that contained a plethora of constellations, not all of which were known in Sornieth. The shifting patterns of fate emerged with the image of Spinel, Raven Queen of the Birdskulls, with her six wings stretching wide, stained with hues of ethereal shadow.
The Bogsneak looked up to see the very Fae before her, head hooded but still discerning.
"Your pairs of wings span wide, dearest Spinel... but even the most ethereal of dragons must know when to draw them close," echoed the Oracle. Her head tilted down towards the Fae. "It was your curiosity that brought you here... but you already know the answer to your own question."
The intricate birdskull mask, adorned with beads and beauts gifted by her artisans, Morpho and Sazerac, seemed to weigh heavier than usual to Spinel—as if the words of the Oracle were slowly settling into its very bones. Her eyes gazed up at Solstice.
"Your strength lies in Anthus, while your shield is Venge herself," Solstice hummed softly. "Your horsemen ride ahead while the Bogsneaks maintain your gates. But all the others... they are the body the blood flows through. Do not overlook them, for it is not that strength alone that will ensure your clan’s survival. The careful weaving of loyalty, foresight, and shadowed cunningness in their fluttering hearts, is where the pulse of your ever-growing empire lies, my dear Raven."
@feralrookie
Here you go!
Within the Lunisolar Temple, where moonlight and sunlight wove together in an endless embrace, the Oracle Solstice awaited. The air was dense and thick with the scent of sacred incense, myrrh and frankincense, filling the chamber with an ethereal calm.
Slowly Spinel had entered the ancient domain, her eyes fixated on the long shadows that danced upon the temple's marble walls, giving her a sense of nostalgia. For once, she chose to attempt to compose herself rather than to demand answers.
Solstice gazed at a small celestial map that contained a plethora of constellations, not all of which were known in Sornieth. The shifting patterns of fate emerged with the image of Spinel, Raven Queen of the Birdskulls, with her six wings stretching wide, stained with hues of ethereal shadow.
The Bogsneak looked up to see the very Fae before her, head hooded but still discerning.
"Your pairs of wings span wide, dearest Spinel... but even the most ethereal of dragons must know when to draw them close," echoed the Oracle. Her head tilted down towards the Fae. "It was your curiosity that brought you here... but you already know the answer to your own question."
The intricate birdskull mask, adorned with beads and beauts gifted by her artisans, Morpho and Sazerac, seemed to weigh heavier than usual to Spinel—as if the words of the Oracle were slowly settling into its very bones. Her eyes gazed up at Solstice.
"Your strength lies in Anthus, while your shield is Venge herself," Solstice hummed softly. "Your horsemen ride ahead while the Bogsneaks maintain your gates. But all the others... they are the body the blood flows through. Do not overlook them, for it is not that strength alone that will ensure your clan’s survival. The careful weaving of loyalty, foresight, and shadowed cunningness in their fluttering hearts, is where the pulse of your ever-growing empire lies, my dear Raven."
Here you go!
Within the Lunisolar Temple, where moonlight and sunlight wove together in an endless embrace, the Oracle Solstice awaited. The air was dense and thick with the scent of sacred incense, myrrh and frankincense, filling the chamber with an ethereal calm.
Slowly Spinel had entered the ancient domain, her eyes fixated on the long shadows that danced upon the temple's marble walls, giving her a sense of nostalgia. For once, she chose to attempt to compose herself rather than to demand answers.
Solstice gazed at a small celestial map that contained a plethora of constellations, not all of which were known in Sornieth. The shifting patterns of fate emerged with the image of Spinel, Raven Queen of the Birdskulls, with her six wings stretching wide, stained with hues of ethereal shadow.
The Bogsneak looked up to see the very Fae before her, head hooded but still discerning.
"Your pairs of wings span wide, dearest Spinel... but even the most ethereal of dragons must know when to draw them close," echoed the Oracle. Her head tilted down towards the Fae. "It was your curiosity that brought you here... but you already know the answer to your own question."
The intricate birdskull mask, adorned with beads and beauts gifted by her artisans, Morpho and Sazerac, seemed to weigh heavier than usual to Spinel—as if the words of the Oracle were slowly settling into its very bones. Her eyes gazed up at Solstice.
"Your strength lies in Anthus, while your shield is Venge herself," Solstice hummed softly. "Your horsemen ride ahead while the Bogsneaks maintain your gates. But all the others... they are the body the blood flows through. Do not overlook them, for it is not that strength alone that will ensure your clan’s survival. The careful weaving of loyalty, foresight, and shadowed cunningness in their fluttering hearts, is where the pulse of your ever-growing empire lies, my dear Raven."
@DatBearTho Sending more levels for crowparts! Should be at 60/250 with the new fodd.
@DatBearTho Sending more levels for crowparts! Should be at 60/250 with the new fodd.
@Fujiko18
You can queue them for me if you have the space to wait, otherwise a receiver.
(Sorry, I caught the flu and have been sleeping a lot the last few days! I hope to shake it soon and have more regular hours in the evening.)
You can queue them for me if you have the space to wait, otherwise a receiver.
(Sorry, I caught the flu and have been sleeping a lot the last few days! I hope to shake it soon and have more regular hours in the evening.)
@Fujiko18
You can queue them for me if you have the space to wait, otherwise a receiver.
(Sorry, I caught the flu and have been sleeping a lot the last few days! I hope to shake it soon and have more regular hours in the evening.)
You can queue them for me if you have the space to wait, otherwise a receiver.
(Sorry, I caught the flu and have been sleeping a lot the last few days! I hope to shake it soon and have more regular hours in the evening.)
@DatBearTho Sending another 16 dragons at 7 levels each for crowparts!
Once the four 10s I sent earlier get added to the sheet, I should be at 172/250.
Once the four 10s I sent earlier get added to the sheet, I should be at 172/250.
@DatBearTho Sending another 16 dragons at 7 levels each for crowparts!
Once the four 10s I sent earlier get added to the sheet, I should be at 172/250.
Once the four 10s I sent earlier get added to the sheet, I should be at 172/250.
@SpiritX
I would like whatever apparel you can fit but I definitely want Cloudy Wings on there if that's possible :3
I would like whatever apparel you can fit but I definitely want Cloudy Wings on there if that's possible :3
@SpiritX
I would like whatever apparel you can fit but I definitely want Cloudy Wings on there if that's possible :3
I would like whatever apparel you can fit but I definitely want Cloudy Wings on there if that's possible :3
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