Forgotten-Ember

After learning his lesson and a quick search for a makeshift weapon, he grabbed a nearby stone, hoping it would serve as a sufficient stopgap. he swung at the beast once again, but the lack of experience with such an unwieldy weapon caused a bad miss, the stone sailing past its intended target and skidded once across the ground before coming to a halt. A hefty thud sounded into the ground. I knew I shouldn't have skipped the market, frustration boiled over. But no, the flyer said “come as you are, you'll be fine it said. Fine, my ass. I can't hit a damn thing here, and everything around me is

[Party invitation accepted] Leaving the main gates behind listening to the instruction clearly lest he mess this up realizing even if we were as useful as the other two with them we were all being hoisted along by this man. He was realizing this quest would under normal circumstances be out of his league. *Soooo just to reiterate, don't hit it first, Then do our best to hit it at all. Sounds simple enough to not die so how are you gonna start this ….* Interrupted by both Freyd and the beast colliding in the air watching it plummet under foot scrambling to the edge of the arena after impa

“Did that say training oh that sounds lovely right about now this might be just what I was looking for” ‘Finally, a chance to leave this ridiculous cycle I've somehow found myself in’ “Would any of you mind having one more I don't have much that I'm good at yet but another pair of hands usually helps. And it is just training it can't be that dangerous right ha… who am I kidding everything here wants you dead one way or another.” He fiddled with a loose thread on his jacket, trying to appear nonchalant, though his nerves were getting the better of him. “Only you’re up for it,

"Where even am I? This doesn’t look like where I’m supposed to be heading… I can’t even tell if I’m anywhere close to my destination. Maybe if I look around, I’ll spot something familiar." *After wandering these city streets for what feels like hours, fumbling with my equipment, trying to make sense of my surroundings. The maps and gadgets in my bag are supposed to guide me, but right now, they seem more like a jumbled mess than a help. As he passes by unfamiliar storefronts and obscure street signs, he hopes to catch a glimpse of something recognizable. Perhaps a landmark, a street name,

Profile: Forgotten-Ember Username: Forgotten-Ember Real name: Gabriel Serries Age:24 Gender: M Height:5’11 Location: Arcadia, Oklahoma Background: Gabriel Serries A simple man working a simple job the woods called him and his ax carved. Day in and day out he heard it and he listened “the forest sings to us all” he said as a tree fell. A lumberjack by the truest sense spending months at a time away from family away from home “the city was too loud for him” he claims. So he left it again and again. This cycle was all he knew and the fire in his soul knew this was right for