Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on May 14, 2017 20:42:23 GMT
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A calm breeze howled through the vast grassy plains of Namek. Blades of the planet's signature blue grass danced in the winds, flowing back and forth peacefully. Empty and relaxing, The Quiet Plains seemed to be one of the last remaining places Namek had where you could truly clear your mind, and feel at peace. The takeover of the Mazoku Dominion had washed a tense, foreboding air across the planet, and it was hard for many Namekians to find that inner peace most of them cherished so much.
One of those Namekians was the young Rhytid, an eager fighter of the Warrior Caste. Thoughts laid heavy on his mind...Concerning thoughts. What was to come of the war between the Mazoku and the SSE? Would Namek itself become a target in the war? What of the Namekians that had no business with Xylo's Dominion? Would the innocents be mistaken for enemies in the crossfire?
The young warrior found it hard to shake these thoughts off of him. He desperately attempted to clear his thoughts, and keep his inner peace...Yet knowing your people were at war...It was scary.
What if the planet got destroyed again?
A cold chill ran down Rhytid's spine as he nearly choked on his own breathing. Horrible images of past incidents on Namek ran through his head...Visions of his temporary death when Namek was destroyed. His breathing became shaky- a cold sweat ran down his head...Xylo wasn't going to blindly doom his people with this fucking war, was he!? The goddamn idiot...Did he even realize how much danger he had put his people into!?
''Calm yourself, Rhytid...Calm...!'' He hissed to himself in a low tone. The Namekian's eyes remained closed- trying his best to shake off the feelings and focus on something else. That something being...Nothing. Meditation meant clearing your mind, not thinking about anything...No worries- no stress...no nothing...
Clear. Your. Mind...
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''DAMN IT!!''
He suddenly bellowed, a fist pounding down on the ground with a thunderous, echoing boom! ''It's no use...! How am I supposed to meditate at a time like this!? What if someone's on their way to Namek right now, thinking they can screw us over while Xylo is gone!?'' The Warrior Caste member ranted in a frustrated, desperate tone. Poor guy really couldn't seem to calm down...Then again, he probably had reason enough to be this nervous. How would you function if your planet had been blown up multiple times already?
Rhytid breathed in deeply, and fell backwards. His back slammed down onto the grassy ground with a dull thud, as the Namekian sighed out tiredly. ''Get a hold of yourself already...You're a Warrior, not some nervous wreck.'' The Namekian tried to reassure and comfort himself. He pulled himself back up and sat back down in a meditative position. Rhytid placed both of his hands together, and began closing his eyes slowly. He felt calmer now that he got those frustrations out of his systems...
''Let's give this another try...''
Rhytid's breathing paced itself peacefully as his eyes closed fully. The Warrior's thoughts slowly died down, before fading entirely, as if they had drifted off on the winds of Namek.
Finally, he was calm.
...But for how long?
TAGS: Not yet OOC NOTES: Feel free to go bother Rhytid
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Post by Sax on May 19, 2017 13:22:11 GMT
[Sax's Thread PL: 7,194] [Heavy Weights Active] [Weighted PL: 1798.5] [Viola's Thread PL: 1798.5]
After a decently long stretch of peace and complete silence, the gentle winds of Namek along with the rustling of Ajissa trees became the only form of sound in the Quiet plains. However, during this time a very small Namekian had come across the one that was meditating. This little one was Viola; he wore traditional Dragon Clan clothing at the moment but he kept his precious (albeit goofy) wizard hat on. Young Viola floated a meter or two in front of the older Namekian in complete silence, knowing full well the significance of peaceful meditation. '... Maybe I can try?' He thought, also fully aware of his inability to sit still for very long.
Viola's caretaker; Sax, was also slowly approaching. Floating mere inches above the blades of grass. Like Viola Sax was dressed differently from usual and had chosen to wear a standard Warrior Clan getup with some more unique style choices from how the gi was wrapped, how the boots were worn, etc, to maximize of efficient mobility and comfort. Sax had of course heard the dissatisfied and stressed outcry this stranger from a fair distance away, and was curious to see what was going on themselves... Though it seemed the troubled individual already found a way to peace. 'Aw man, what a down-buzz...'
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Post by Dantalion on May 19, 2017 14:06:44 GMT
A wind blew over the grassy blue plains, it's quite denizened a sight for tired eyes. The grass was still as bland as the first day he stepped foot on it, the trees minding their own business and the hums of wildlife flourished around him. He was home. Or at least the closest thing to home that wasn't either his Family's old home in the Yunzabit heights or just the Demon Realm in general. A single finger ran through the grass that stood at attention, his body floating in a black haze over them as he bared emblazoned on his cloak the Mazoku symbol, poorly stitched underneath in large 'punch you in the dick' kinda font read, Dantalion, The Puncher of words onto the paper. He thought the name was rather... Unpoetic, clunky and overall not exactly one to strike fear into the people, more simply iterating how far a desk job could get you in one of these groups but darn it, he was the best at this desk job and wasn't going to let no glass ceiling hold him down.
The cloud floated by, the shape of the fog shifting and warping as he moved along, crackles of Demonic Energy fluctuating through it in the form of long streaks of Purple electricity as the shifted fog moulded and shaped it gave glimpses of insight into the cloud that moved along the ground, horrifying masses of muscle pumping through and lacerations of white here and there. From inside the cloud, a tonne whistled, the sound of abnormal scratching echoing out loud as the jolly giant wrote up paperwork and other sheets. Thrown over his back was a leather bag, sheets upon sheets of empty paper filling it up to the brim to make up for the lack of paper that there was back on Arcose.
As he passed along a hill he heard it, the cries of an angered Namekian echoing along the quite plains. It wasn't a strange noise, this lot were really never all that different, they claimed themselves to be a peaceful lot, then you had this one here, a brash young one screaming and barking about his problems. Dantalion wondered if he should intervene, he had made it a point to avoid them all, the rebellions had started to settle down, the words of Mazoku slowly weaselling its way into their minds that they weren't as bad as Xylo had made them seem at first. "I mean... If I do go over there... He is probably just going to whine and moan because I am a Demon," He paused, his hands rolling along to add emphasis to himself as he thought it over. "And this is probably more of the Holy Land they don't seem to stop harping on about." He banged his head against the wheel of what the Haze had now turned into a car, the wheel manifesting solid as he reeled back, not realising that the haze had betrayed him. "What the hell. Not like I haven't got anything better to do." He groaned as he pressed a finger against his skull, a slither of a crack formed, a slight headache pounding at the front of his head as he made up his mind.
Slowly he beeped the horn, imagining the sound of a siren going off, he hadn't had much experience with cars before and couldn't really remember what sound they made, so an Air Raid Siren echoed aloud as he slowly rolled down the hill moving over to the lad, the sound of tires spinning as his mouth hung ajar, projecting his voice all over as he made the engine rev, the horn siren and the Wheels turn. Unfortunately, his lack of car knowledge only led to misinformation, the tires turning sounded more like boxes rolling, the engine sounding like gunfire before coming to a stop a few meters away. He sat in his seat, the cloud of black reforming and manifesting into a carpet as he sat atop, an arm crossed on his lap while another held up the bag of paperwork. "Yo, what are you hawking and squalling about. There are other people trying to enjoy the quiet of the plains don't ya know." He stated in response from atop his magic carpet of Demonic Energy, the sight of single streaks breaking from the tangible cloud and striking into grass like lighting attracted to a steel beam, running it a morose shade of purple as the once proud blade wilted and bent looking rather morbid, as if the way it looked at the world was shattered by a single sentence. Rhytid PL - 87935 - HW Equipped - Current PL - 21983
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Rhytid
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PL: 92,171
Great Namek (x5) Meikai no Senshi (x8)
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Tag: @rhytid
OOC Name: Kaza/Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on May 20, 2017 17:38:27 GMT
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Just his luck, really. Rhytid could've expected that his newfound ''peace'' wouldn't last very long. However faint it was, Rhytid could hear a very, very faint 'whoosh' infront of him, as if someone was levitating there...
Just barely opening his eyes, Rhytid was met with the figure of a floating Viola, a small Namekian that wore a funny hat! ''T-t-Dj!'' The sight made him jump, and promptly fall on his back! The Warrior half-lied there for a brief moment, simply staring at what appeared to be a young Dragon Caste member with a look of disbelief. ''Uhhh...''
Not long after, a second Namekian approached the young Warrior Caste, seemingly friends or something with the smaller one. His garb was that of a Warrior, just like Rhytid, who awkwardly followed the fellow with his eyes.
''Uhh, sorry, brothers, but do you need anything...?''
His tone was out-of-place and confused, wondering why they were interrupting his meditation. Did they happen to forget that it was very common for Warrior Caste members to spend their time meditating here? It was more or less a tradition...
...Then again, it seemed that a lot of traditions were suddenly ''removed'' when Xylo began ruling...
''I'm sorry, b-...'' The Namekian got distracted as he heard the roars of an engine, and screeching tires in the distance...?! ''What the fuck?'' He let out in a comedically clear tone as the driving demon scooted across the horizon, getting ever so close to the trio. The beeps of its horn sent a sharp pain ringing through Rhytid's ears, sensitive to the intensely high-pitched, loud noise.
And then the car turned into a carpet, oozing with demonic, vile energy...Nice of him to start corrupting this beautiful landscape with his chaotic energy...
Not really, in truth, Rhytid was starting to get quite livid.
A clear grunt of annoyance later, and the Demon hovered right infront of them, shouting at Rhytid to keep quiet from his magical carpet...Oh, so he heard him rant to himself as well...Just great, really. ''Well, sorry if I disturbed your peaceful drive through this calm valley!'' Rhytid raised his own voice, standing up with a frustrated expression on his face.
He was well aware that Xylo let the likes of Demons enter his ranks to bolster his forces. Many Namekians had made claims that they had been harassing innocent civilians, and even resorted to violence among them...Safe to assume this one was among them, as well. ''Don't you have a war to wage against the Saiyans, or something?'' Rhytid scoffed, folding his arms in resentment.
TAGS: Sax Dantalion OOC NOTES: I wasn't sure if the Mazoku symbol on Dant's cloak was in clear view, so I just kind of winged it, hope it's okay!
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Post by Sax on May 25, 2017 14:54:15 GMT
"Ah!" Viola yelped, and began to rapidly back-flip on the spot in mid air for a solid five seconds before eventually slowing down until he was upside down. He remained there with a comically blank expression as he blinked. Was he louder than he expected? "Sorry. I found you here meditating so I could watch and maybe learn how it works. I was never good at it myself, and I dunno why." The young Dragon clansman pouted and folded his arms. His hat began to slide off but before it did; Sax had levitated over and turned Viola upright, properly adjusting the little one's hat afterward.
"Hes an eager one. Hasn't figured out its all in here." Sax spoke while tapping the side of their head. Viola tilted his head in confusion. "In... Your head? Then you gotta tell me how it works. Meditation looks so cool!" At this point the youngster's eyes might as well be an entire galaxy with how they lit up like stars out of excitement. "See?" Sax snorted, offering a hand to the Namekian that had fallen backwards. "Here lemme--" Sax themselves almost fell over at the sound of loud engine revving. Namek didn't have any cars, so was there an off-worlder nearby? Viola on the other hand simply scratched the side of his head, looking towards the source of the noise.
Soon enough; the perpetrator revealed themselves upon their arrival. '... Shit, its the accountant!' Sax cursed internally, finally choosing to stop levitating as it took more of their focus that they would like right now. Viola simply waved, seemingly clueless in regards to the situation. "Now now, there is no need to assume things, and while I do agree that the level of noise they were making is... Less than welcome, we need not throw out such accusations." Sax spoke openly to all present, seeking to snuff out the flames of violence before they spread. The lanky Namekian then faced Dantalion, and spoke with a stern tone. "That being said, it is a bit hypocritical of you to say, having made that noise that is unnatural to hear on this world. People releasing the frustration within them by yelling or sparring may be disturbing to you, but thats about as bad as it gets out here. Please don't make it worse."
Then, Viola suddenly piped up. "Oh, I know! What if we all try meditating?"
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Post by Dantalion on May 27, 2017 16:48:13 GMT
A cunning remark if ever there was one, a bitter tone striking deeper than a canyon's depth and of course the calm and collected attitude of a Namekian. Of course, these were terms he could never use, the remark was blunt and dull, his tone while bitter was not even a glancing blow and the calm collected attitude? Well, Namekians seemingly were hellbent on being some of the most self-righteous racists this galaxy had ever seen. "Oh, what a remark. Tell me, how many days did it take you to think that one up?" He responded to the callous remark, why even bother showing a Namekian respect. All they ever do is spit in your face.
Dantalions turned towards the peacekeeper of the situation, or, duo in this case. He looked one up and down, and was quite shocked to have to actually look up for once, his neck cracked at the new sensation, Well... Fuck this one is goddamn massive. He thought to himself as he looked to the towering Namekian. He ran his mind through the motions, trying to pinpoint which Namekian this one was, he seemed familiar. As if he oozed with a masters presence. He raised a brow, "Commander... Sax is it?" His words were filled with confusion and uncertainty as he hoped he hadn't made a mistake, it wasn't his fault. Last he checked the Commander hadn't signed the paperwork to become the Commander. Though neither did Xylo, something he would most assuredly deal with in the near future.
At first, it all seemed well, Commander Sax was on his side, score one Dantalion, only for him to quickly change his tune, Hypocrite? Well... Can't remember the last time I was referred to as one of those. Normally his every step was a well-planned mechanisation, his every bite of food a timed event for some greater purpose that he sometimes wasn't even sure about himself. Though the claims were fair, he sure as hell didn't want to accept blame for something so trivial. His mind ran amuck with different absurd ideas, tossed away as he slowly formed a response, a few seconds took before a winner was seemingly made. "Look, I can't control the thing, it has a mind of its own." A single digit protruded as he pointed towards the now formed carpet, already it was shifting and moulding to his desired shape. "See. Stupid thing wants to be a Magic Carpet now." With a pause and a little mental strain the Carpet folded from its back, an amalgamation of a fist protruding out as it knocked him overside the head, his body jarred and reared from the action. "See, I don't even control the damn thing. It does what it wants when it feels like." He started finishing it up as another fist reared out from the back, proceeding to try and strike him backside the head only to be met with a jarring crushing stop, his hand coiled over the wrist before dissipating.
Then seemingly from nowhere the clown broke out, prospecting the ingenious idea of a group meditation, Well shit. Now I'm gonna be stuck in their little hippy circle of merry meditation. Wonderful. He thought to himself as he forced the seams of his lips to upturn, his head cocked to the side as he waved a hand over his crossed legs, "Why... Yes. A group meditation. That should...." He paused, the hollows of his eyes creasing as he tried to keep a straight face. "Be a... Great idea I must say." He continued, a false veneer of amicability washing over him as he wrapped his hands around his kneecaps looking over the collective, "It should be a good chance to learn about Namekian Culture." He struggled to keep a straight face, always had to be benevolent. Never knew when some Kami was watching his every step. Rhytid | Sax
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Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on May 29, 2017 17:01:44 GMT
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The two Namekians who had also shown up tried to defuse the situation before things actually got violent. Probably for the best, as Rhytid wasn't exactly the strongest guy around. If the lanky Namekian didn't try to simmer things down, things might've gotten ugly for Rhytid very quickly.
He quickly realized this as well, thankfully, and let out a hefty sigh. His muscles relaxed, and his expression became a tad more stoic. ''Yeah, you're right. Probably not a good idea to start fighting...'' Rhytid spoke up, his tone a bit wary and cold. His eyes glanced at the Demon's cloak once more, which had the Mazoku symbol etched into it proudly. ''After all...We are on the same side here...You know, more or less.'' His lip pulled back in an unamused slant, brow raised sarcastically.
Then, though, the Demon uttered a word which caught the Namekian's attention. The other Namekian's name was Sax...Commander Sax. ''Wait- hold on...Commander?'' Rhytid muttered as he shot a curious glance toward the taller Namekian, who quite literally towered over him. ''You're with the Mazoku Caste?'' He asked to who he assumed was someone of his own clan. Sax was wearing Warrior-caste inspired clothing, after all, leading Rhytid to believe exactly that. The smaller Namekian piped up about a session of group-meditation, but the revelation threw Rhytid off quite a bit, causing him to completely forget about it.
This was certainly...new, for Rhytid, at least. He hadn't actually met many Mazoku Namekians in his life, as he usually spent it secluded in his own village. If anything, Rhytid had only heard bad things about them, like how they conquered the planet, and were now waging war againt the Saiyan Empire, effectively putting the entirety of their species at risk. ...But, then again, this guy seemed...Surprisingly nice?
''Huh...I thought you were a Warrior Clansman...Guess your clothing threw me off?'' He muttered, before shaking his head lightly. He couldn't have imagined himself actually talking to Xylo's soldiers in a casual manner, but here he was, doing exactly that. Rhytid wasn't sure what to think of them yet, but for now, he'd play along. Maybe they weren't all too bad? Maybe...Maybe.
''Anyway-'' He paused, arms folded as he nodded his head. He tried to force a friendly smile, but it just came out looking weird. ''Name's Rhytid, of the Warrior Caste. Nice to meet you two...?'' His eyes lowered suspiciously, uncertain if he even meant what he said.
''...Sorry for sounding so...shocked. My village's a bit secluded, don't see many Mazoku soldiers around, usually.''
TAGS: Dantalion Sax OOC NOTES:
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Post by Sax on Jun 9, 2017 13:21:27 GMT
Thusly the cat was out of the bag. The casual atmosphere was good while it lasted. Sax sighed in disappointment. "Yeah. I don't think many know of a Namekian as tall as I am." They smirked, somewhat proud that the others were at least thrown off for a bit. Sax thought it was pertinent to have clothing that detracted them from the Mazoku Caste just so they could be about their business without fear of being annoyed or attacked. It would be no issue here; Dantalion was the accountant for the Dominion, and as weird as he was, he was alright. The Namekian that introduced himself as Rhytid; even though he was justifiably cautious, he didn't immediately flip out and start going on a war path and that was a very good sign.
"Seriously. I'm pretty sure I'm the tallest Namekian there is." Sax joked, even if there was a hint of truth to that as far as the group knew. "Anyway... Yes. I am Saxophone; commander of the Mazoku Dominion." Sax held out their hand, as a fist for a fistbump and smiled. "You give me a good vibe, Rhytid. No need to be shy!" Viola swooped in and either stole the gesture for himself or made the procedure of it quite clear as they lead by example.
That being said, little Viola was actually quite entertained by Dantalion's magic carpet creation, clapping and lauhging as the thing's silly antics played out. "I think thats super cool!" The tiny wizard bashfully held his index fingers together. "Even if it was loud and stuff."
Like Dantalion, Sax crossed their arms and legs as they sat down, waiting for Viola and Rhytid to join them. "Lets give this group meditation a go, shall we?"
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Post by Dantalion on Jun 9, 2017 16:00:09 GMT
Tallest... Namekian.... Internally he sighed, it was a relief to know that he was the tallest of the litter. No need to go bending and cranking his neck up to see every other Namekian start to tower over him, hell the experience was already as foreign as it got, the only thing he ever had to look up to where Monolithic Beings in the Demon Realm. But those were far and few between. He hovered a little, his abject disinterest slowly shifting and turning his body until he was upside down, hands still coiled around his kneecaps as he done what he thought was meditation, but was also informed was the start of a 'yoghurt' session.
Then a single garnet light flashed as the third of the trio piped up, admitting his either interest or impressed at the magic show. "Wanna see something even be... Ya know." He paused, looking over at Sax and Rhytid, perhaps a show of Demonic Energy twisting a small furry animal into an abject abomination wasn't exactly a good idea in front of them. "Now that I think about it... Maybe not a good time..." The carpet was already in the phase of morphing and shifting, its forboding nature slowly seeping upwards as he closed his eyes again, preparing to enter a trance before noticing and feeling a prodding sensation. "Wh... No. Don't... Don't pay it any heed. If you pay it attention. It will bother us." He muttered, slowly the haze started to change once again, long black tendrils rolling up and above his head before crowning and flattening shifting into a cage to keep the Demon contained. Rhytid | @sax Sorry about the extremely short post. Wasn't really much to go off of, make it up in the next one, got big plans. Big, Cunning Plans.
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Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on Jun 12, 2017 19:11:11 GMT
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''Y-yeah...You sure are a tall one...'' Rhytid muttered, actually having to look up to get a good look at the Mazoku Namekian's face. As tall and imposing as he was, he seemed alright for the most part. And even if it meant trouble for Rhytid, or he got angry, he wouldn't want to pick a fight with these two anyway...
The Namekian scratched his head a bit awkwardly, not sure how to go about talking to two of Xylo's loyal soldiers, one of them being his own damn commander. It was pretty overwhelming, to say the least. As Sax held out his fist, and complimented the Warrior, he let out a stuttered hum, too slow to respond before Viola snatched the fistbump before he could. ''Thanks...'' He stammered, before then also bumping Sax's fist.
''I...Honestly didn't figure you Mazoku to be this nice. You know, especially you, seeing as you're the Commander and all.'' Rhytid spoke with absentminded blinks, still unsure about the whole situation. He then let out another hum, his body leaning back with a cautious jump. ''N-no offense, ofcourse.''
He then sighed deeply, trying to wash his cautiousness and worries off of himself. They seemed decent enough so far, so it was probably for the best to just go with the flow. ''Alright- let's try this.'' Rhytid nodded, also sitting down and setting his hands down on his lap, one folded over the other like a blanket as the tips of his thumbs touched gently.
''Meditation is highly valued in my Caste. To strengthen ourselves mentally, and learn the values of patience...'' Rhytid explained with closed eyes. He wasn't sure if the Mazoku knew of meditation, or if they practiced it themselves, but he doubted the Demon knew, so there was that. ''I try and meditate every day, ontop of my regular training. Physical strength is important, but it'll never pay off if you have a weak spirit.''
''Try and relax, close your eyes, and clear your mind.'' Rhytid tried to keep a calm tone- yet something was bugging him without him having noticed it. The Warrior felt something gross nearby- something corrupted and wicked...What was it...?
''Focus on your...Your inn...!-''
Rhytid then felt the full brunt of it- the Demonic energy nearby was sending wicked images into his mind. Gorey, unspeakable visions of his own corpse splattered among the grass, which burned in corrupted felfire. His eyes opened wide, breathing heavily as a cold sweat ran down his head. ''I knew there was something wrong...Your energy- you're a Demon, right?'' Rhytid panted heavily, sending a look of discomfort Dantalion's way. ''It's like a bad omen...- I know you can't help it...But your Ki is much too unsettling for me to calm down...''
The Namekian felt a huge chunk inside of his throat, as if he were about to hurl. An apologetic mutter came from his half-open mouth as he supported his head on one hand, eyes closed tightly. ''N-No offense...Oh Porunga...'' It was pretty obvious that Rhytid wasn't feeling well- in fact, he felt very sick. The hallucinations he just witnessed unnerved the young Warrior greatly.
TAGS: Sax Dantalion OOC NOTES: Sorry this took so long! First post in a few days, so I might be rusty.
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Rhytid
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Post by Rhytid on Jul 12, 2017 9:36:01 GMT
((So I think we should close this one off- it's awfully old by this moment and I really lost my juice for it, sorry for the inconvenience!
What would you all like for gains? I'll be taking Zenni.))
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Post by Queen Habana on Jul 21, 2017 11:47:47 GMT
Sax | WC: 910 | PL Gains: 1547 | New PL: 13,297 Dantalion | WC: 1693 | PL Gains: 2709 | New PL: 99,129 Rhytid | WC: 1939 | Zeni Gains: 2472 | New Zeni: 6,322
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