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Hope you been doin good. Brain randomly made me remember long time ago rp pals and wanted to wish em well haha

Hope you've been well. No idea why brain randomly thought to message you after ages haha but hope you been doin alright.

The beast eyed her carefully. He was a gigantic steed of glossy pitch black with an unkempt curly mane. It was clear this thing barely let it's own thief of rider take care of it properly beyond basic necessities. It was a miracle alone that he let Blair approach him. Listening to her words...

"Thanks Abigail. Strong is all I need to know bout it. Sorry if you heard anything from me too. Haven't had to do busted bones in a while, shit hurts. A lot." He groaned reaching for the flask. Taking a solid gulp from it before returning it for her. Much as he yearned for more of that familiar...

Happy New Year!!

Sisceal watched as the nightmare faded into nothing more than dust after a horrid screech of impending death. Thank God it was over with nobody becoming a snack. He couldn't see what Blaire was looking at when it ended but there was a sudden lightness to the air of that old musty church. The...

"Gee thanks Sisceal for healing me! You're my hero! I would have been nothing but a crumpled rag doll on the floor open to die!" "Oh you're welcome Abby it's nothing really. No trouble at all just busted ribs and a cracked head." With a flamboyant hand gesture the priest raised the pitch of his...

Happy(belated) Thanks Giving!

He heard Abel's words, but it wasn't until out of the corner of his eye he saw Connor slam against the wall that he snapped out of his stupor. Taking this moment of clarity to glance over in the direction of Abigail's limp body. "Shit. Abby!" Forcing himself with legs that felt like lead he ran...

"Keep staring at me like that and I'll knock those God damn golden orbs outta your head and we'll see how far they can really roll." He snapped. Halting his advanced towards the poor woman's belongings to point an accusing finger at Abel. "This ain't what that is and you know it. I've got plenty...

Furrowing his brow Sisceal gave her a look like he was ready to slap her ass into a straight jacket and lock her in the church cellars for the night. "What in the good god's graces are you prattling on about? If you're gettin at there's some soul here from a ghoul or that the foul creatures left...

Foul wretch outside was lucky he was lacking in holy water or it would get an unpleasant surprise. He was contemplating improvising if it didn't stop making such a fuss at the windows. Some lingering sliver of the past holiness of the rotted building kept it from busting in despite the gurgling...

"Any ailments or injuries as usual just come to me if you need them healed. Least I can do with our lot." Sisceal picked the cleanest spot he could find. Cleaning it even more before tossing his bags down and relieving himself of the stiff priest collar he so desperately still clung to even...

Hope you get your discord back soon or we can talk here or somethin bud. This stiiiinks.

"Anything but the scraps we've been on is going to be great." Sisceal immediately threw his hand up over his nose and mouth. Now he normally couldn't smell or taste too well if at all with the scar running across his face, but the stench this place held cut so deep it stung the exposed flesh and...