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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    Ultio was silent once he'd crossed that portal, merely taking in what he saw. So... This was Utos' home? Quite pleasant, he'd perhaps not have minded being here under other circumstances. Almost unbidden, he could already picture dropping by for a chat with Utos. Perhaps they'd discuss the...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    Ultio couldn't help himself but to sigh as the realm around them began to break apart. Time is coming to an end for Utos, as it was said it would. Shame, he'd rather have had these decisions made with Utos still around. Things will likely be... Difficult without him there to preside over it...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    Ultio, for the briefest of moments, questioned if all the gods were worth saving. Sure, he said that he'd not want to add any more names to the list of those needing to he avenged but like... Come on. Got one of them talking about how they should be pragmatic and willing to use worshippers as...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    Ultio sat upon his throne, slumped over slightly as he waited for the reaction to his words. Did he go too far? Did he go far enough? Was his hope that the other gods would agree with him misplaced? Only time woul- Ah, Guardian was approaching. The God of Vengeance did his best to straighten up...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    "..." If not for the mask over his face, his fellow gods would've seen many emotions fight for dominance. Grief, longing, sorrow. All emotions he felt listening to Pauper speak. Even a bit of understanding. He mourned at those words, for they reminded him of a time long past. When once, he too...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    Ultio for his part, has just been staring at the table before him. After all, besides a polite and shallow nod from Utos, the young god had not been acknowledged nor nothing to acknowledge. No words spoken to him, no glances his way. Perhaps a consequence for never getting to know his fellow...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken

    "Mortals often claim that the divine are evil, no? That it is their fault for the state of the world." Ultio, or Nex as he preferred to be called in his mortal disguise, stated this point rather casually. If not for the blade in his hand, one could find fault in the merchant for fearing the...
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    Fantasy AWF Character Sheets

    Name: Ultio Nothus Titles: The Lurking Blade, Last Grudge, Red Saint, Sinner's Retribution, Bastard of the War Major domain: Vengeance Minor domain(s): Trickery, Poison, Philosophy Pronouns: He/Him Mortal alias: Nex Mortal appearance: Personality: Ultio once was quite the caring...
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    Fantasy A World Forsaken (Closed)

    Ah yes, an interesting concept. Might I presume a spot is present in spite of the part saying closed given I was messaged with a link to this? If so, I'd be interested.
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    Fantasy A Sword to Wield with a Broken Hilt IC

    Faenor couldn't help the small sigh from escaping him. It was just... A tad disappointing, in all honesty. After all, he didn't have enough time to share his tea that day. By the time Anselm had came back down, it was time to go. Which also lead to Faenor practically drinking the rest of his pot...
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    Fantasy A Sword to Wield with a Broken Hilt IC

    Faenor never stated he thought they didnt have breakfast. Merely questioned if they were planning their next move. Who wouldn't plan their next move over breakfast? It wastes as little daylight as possible, meaning you've got more time to travel before the dark settles in. Simply makes sense...
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    Fantasy A Sword to Wield with a Broken Hilt IC

    Of course he put effort into expressing interest. It's rude to have someone open up about their past, only for you to stonewall them by not giving an iota of a damn. Considering the whole saving his life thing, he couldn't exactly be rude now, could he? However, he'd say nothing as she seemed to...
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    Fantasy A Sword to Wield with a Broken Hilt IC

    Faenor nodded slowly, taking in the information provided to him. He wasn't exactly expecting to receive any information on Yona's past straight from her, but hey, he wasn't going to complain. Saves him some time on having to look into it. Perhaps he could find her parents, presuming they still...
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    Fantasy A Sword to Wield with a Broken Hilt IC

    "Well, it would depend on a lot of factors. For starters, you'd need a good idea of how much mana you can sustainably output. After all, if you've got a low grade connector and try to force a lot of mana through it... Well..." He'd hum thoughtfully, trying to gauge how he'd put it. "Higher...
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    Fantasy A World Renewed (Sandbox God RP)

    The Drifter, Viator Viator stared blankly into the raging storm around him. He's been walking for... He actually doesn't know how long. He doesn't have much of a reasonable internal clock, after all he spent an unknowable amount of time between existence and non-existence. He was going to try...
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