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Wow! It has been too long. Hello! Nice to meet you! I am a returning figure on this website. I've been fairly active about two years ago, but then I suddenly disappeared due to real life circumstances that I did not predict. Now, I finally get the courage to try and see if I can get back into...

He felt tired, and this encounter tired him furthermore, but yet, he put up his best smile, which was turned into a grin as Ilyia teased him, as she used to do ever so often. For a second, he tried imagining Ilyia without her sweet, cheeky teases, and he immediately came to the conclusion that...

Randar's face was going through all sorts of grimaces as he followed the two. Having Amelia and Ilyia meet up was nowhere in his plans. After all, the former had been gone eversince she was twelve. "I see, I see. Well, he's got a special manner of making friends." Amelia said with a grin as she...

He looked upon her, and this time, understood her concern perfectly. She was the result of those slavers' evil deeds, and she felt a connection with the people who were now in the same situation in which she once was. The slavers were her past, after all, a past that other forces seemed to want...

She seemed to be questioning his expertise, but not in a way that made him feel like she thought him to be, well, not up to his reputation. While she treaded carefully, he observed the little lack that she had in actually checking the ground beneath her. Swamp grounds were as tricky as they...

He walked along with her, taking her directly down the street that seemed to be very clear, at least for now. He was already thinking about the day they'll be setting off, but that dreamy moment was broken when Ilyia asked him about the "blessing" and even more, when she revealed that she had...

He needed to change the clothes. Officially, he was free. The whole city was already buzzing, merely an hour eversince the decision has been made. It seemed as though people were already splitting into sides, some, believing that this was the right choice, while some other feeling sad that...

Hello! Welcome to RpN! Hope you have a nice time here :)

He nodded in agreement to what she had told him before she draped her arms over his shoulders, and rose his gaze to look her in the eyes. He was still shaking slightly with emotion and fear, but somehow, her tone and her touch managed to calm him down instantly and bring him his clarity back...

When he saw her, every word that he meant to say became forever lodged somewhere in his throat. The more she approached, the more unsettled he became as he struggled in vain to utter anything, to say something. He opened his mouth to let forth a simple apology but his words never came out as...

"Huh..." He mumbled as he got into a sitting position at once, nearly slipping too far and off the edge. Managing to balance himself, he stood, and watched as Ilyia simply dissapeared. He stood there, recalling what he's said and judging upon it. Perhaps he had made it sound completely wrong...

He listened and sighed in slight frustration. It felt as if she was truly trying to tear down any bridge that would form towards something of a brighter future. As if she wanted to dwell on it. "Would it help you in any way if I told you I found you by following dead camps and corpses?" He...

He looked at her with slight worry readable in his gaze. Worry, and at the same time, compassion, for her. She seemed to have become serious once more, and while he enjoyed her nonetheless, he wished he could cast away her shadows, somehow. But he listened, and nodded before catching her free...