• Roderik wrote a new journal: 2 years, 5 months ago

    Meanwhile, back at the ranch– Er, Divinity’s Reach. Which honestly, was more like a circus than a ranch. At least a ranch has some sort of order and structure, and nothing lost in the disorienting display of […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 2 years, 5 months ago

    Alternative Title: Tadhgn Steals the Declaration of Independence.
    Transcript of an RP ft @aunne of a trek through the Shadow Realm.
    banner borrowed from […]

  • Roderik commented on the item 2 years, 5 months ago

    This is the quality Asura Content I come here for. It’s also harrowing to see Klounni’s perspective to see that she was part of something that could have been catastrophic, and would have been none the wiser until it happened. That’s some guilt to wrangle with.

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  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 3 years, 9 months ago

    ((Just some warning of language and lightly implied gore and body horror. nothing too bad tho.))

     

    Death didn’t have a smell. Death had many smells, coiling and twining in an odious miasma that weighed thick on […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 3 years, 9 months ago

    ((Just some warning of language and lightly implied gore and body horror. nothing too bad tho.))

     

    Death didn’t have a smell. Death had many smells, coiling and twining in an odious miasma that weighed thick on […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 4 years, 3 months ago

    “What you can’t cleanse with fire, save with water.” It was a silly thing his father used to say when they cleared the fields for spring planting. Burn the brush. Water the fields. Till the earth. Wait for the s […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 4 years, 3 months ago

    “What you can’t cleanse with fire, save with water.” It was a silly thing his father used to say when they cleared the fields for spring planting. Burn the brush. Water the fields. Till the earth. Wait for the s […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 4 years, 11 months ago

    The letter is penned in a fine script, though it is too precise to be hand written. Penned either by magic or machine is uncertain, but the ink is a deep purple that is almost black until the light hits it a […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 4 years, 11 months ago

    The letter is penned in a fine script, though it is too precise to be hand written. Penned either by magic or machine is uncertain, but the ink is a deep purple that is almost black until the light hits it a […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 4 years, 11 months ago

    The night is warm and thick in Lion’s Arch. The encroaching summer causes the wet sea air to settle and crawl through streets despite the breeze. Spring sighs under it’s humid weight amongst a chorus of cic […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 4 years, 11 months ago

    The night is warm and thick in Lion’s Arch. The encroaching summer causes the wet sea air to settle and crawl through streets despite the breeze. Spring sighs under it’s humid weight amongst a chorus of cic […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 5 years, 7 months ago

    The phrase “old gods” was something weighted, but otherwise benign on its own. The words individually were harmless. Though when they were strung together, heads might turn in skepticism, but dismiss them in fav […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 5 years, 7 months ago

    The phrase “old gods” was something weighted, but otherwise benign on its own. The words individually were harmless. Though when they were strung together, heads might turn in skepticism, but dismiss them in fav […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 5 years, 11 months ago

    (Note: The course of events through this set of journals happens in the days prior to, through the events of, and ends the day after the events that took place IC on the night of Monday, 05/14/18) If there was […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 5 years, 11 months ago

    (Note: The course of events through this set of journals happens in the days prior to, through the events of, and ends the day after the events that took place IC on the night of Monday, 05/14/18) If there was […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 5 years, 11 months ago

    (Note: The course of events through this set of journals happens in the days prior to, through the events of, and ends the day after the events that took place IC on the night of Monday, 05/14/18)It was an offer […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 5 years, 11 months ago

    (Note: The course of events through this set of journals happens in the days prior to, through the events of, and ends the day after the events that took place IC on the night of Monday, 05/14/18)It was an offer […]

  • Roderik wrote a new journal: Journal 6 years, 3 months ago

    The morning was crisp and cool as it broke over the still quiet of Divinity’s Reach. The city had yet to be warmed by the sun just now pulling its fiery head over the horizon. Gold of morning and silver of night m […]

  • Roderik wrote a new post 6 years, 3 months ago

    The morning was crisp and cool as it broke over the still quiet of Divinity’s Reach. The city had yet to be warmed by the sun just now pulling its fiery head over the horizon. Gold of morning and silver of night m […]

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