Here was Darren babysitting Drago, Vash, Remi and Lilla the other day *sighs* Wretched children
Fret and fear, for Europe is near.
Desmonia Flashir
GBX: I'm a level 20 programmer for sure in real life. I know more about CPU's, software, Windows, etc, than most people know about their own children.
The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.
Just goes to show how much of a one-track mind Fubar has... and how much empty space there is in that thick-boned head of his...
Wraiths are hard to hit for Fubar... Not enough meat and guts I think...
Finally whacked it... Took Fubar about 2 or 3 minutes I think...
Maleficus "Ravenor" Carnificis "Dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. I can sense your ripeness and, oddly enough, it is time for the harvest. Please, save your tears... I intend to reap your sorrow slowly and have ages to discover the things that make you suffer... I am eager to revel in the sweet melody of your screams and the melancholy of your despair..." Eldraxus Tzyvioq Mystic Theurge (and Harper) of Deneir wandering the Sundered Valley in search of (and with the intention of mapping out) places of power, ley-line intersections, and other locations where the divine and arcane intersect...
What's better after a day of fighting than a night of boozing and keeping warm by the fire? Fubar loves the bar in Sestra...
Ok, so it's not exactly funny, but it's pretty scenery none-the-less...
Fubar sez dat gobbo be skroo'd!!!
More pretty scenery... we're on our way to kill that gobbo...
Maleficus "Ravenor" Carnificis "Dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. I can sense your ripeness and, oddly enough, it is time for the harvest. Please, save your tears... I intend to reap your sorrow slowly and have ages to discover the things that make you suffer... I am eager to revel in the sweet melody of your screams and the melancholy of your despair..." Eldraxus Tzyvioq Mystic Theurge (and Harper) of Deneir wandering the Sundered Valley in search of (and with the intention of mapping out) places of power, ley-line intersections, and other locations where the divine and arcane intersect...
When Aasimar wish they had wings... Poor Grigori...
Gilligan, where's the Skipper?
And the final shot is just a favorite of mine dated February 12, 2007...
(Oh yeah, if anyone has a spare or extra set of monk starting robes, Grigori lost his somehow... I'll make it worth your while ;P )
Maleficus "Ravenor" Carnificis "Dreams... such fertile ground for the seeds of torment. I can sense your ripeness and, oddly enough, it is time for the harvest. Please, save your tears... I intend to reap your sorrow slowly and have ages to discover the things that make you suffer... I am eager to revel in the sweet melody of your screams and the melancholy of your despair..." Eldraxus Tzyvioq Mystic Theurge (and Harper) of Deneir wandering the Sundered Valley in search of (and with the intention of mapping out) places of power, ley-line intersections, and other locations where the divine and arcane intersect...
If you ask me, it looks like you were ripe for a mugging...though we're too nice a group to do that, hmm?
Don't make Darren stare ate you little ones
Fret and fear, for Europe is near.
Desmonia Flashir
GBX: I'm a level 20 programmer for sure in real life. I know more about CPU's, software, Windows, etc, than most people know about their own children.
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