Hello everyone,

You may have seen me ICly before on a few characters, but I have recently made a newer one that is looking for a new arch. I was thinking of joining up with a criminal organization, or a gang of some sort, or even a group of people who are just messed up in the head enough to hang around Damian.  He’s highly unstable, pretty dark…[Read more]

Hello,

Hope that anyone who is reading this is having a great day. The character I am playing in John North. He has been working in the lumber industry for most of his life but with the recent changes that have been brought forth by the political scene, he found himself locked out of his work place. John is now trying to make his way in…[Read more]

Wherever you found it, it was obvious the owner never wanted it read. The thing was bound in a leather cord and clasped shut… After some dexterity you pick the lock, curiousity gets the better of you and you shift the journal open.
As some pages rush past, flowing with an omnious wind that willed it to a spot. You noticed the crimson writing,…[Read more]

<p style=”text-align: left;”>Wherever you found it, it was obvious the owner never wanted it read. The thing was bound in a leather cord and clasped shut… After some dexterity you pick the lock, curiousity gets the better of you and you shift the journal open.</p>
As some pages rush past, flowing with an omnious wind that willed it to a spot.…[Read more]

Wherever you found it, it was obvious the owner never wanted it read. The thing was bound in a leather cord and clasped shut… After some dexterity you pick the lock, curiousity gets the better of you and you shift the journal open.

As some pages rush past, flowing with an omnious wind that willed it to a spot. You noticed the crimson writing,…[Read more]

Wherever you found it, it was obvious the owner never wanted it read. The thing was bound in a leather cord and clasped shut… After some dexterity you pick the lock, curiousity gets the better of you and you shift the journal open.

As some pages rush past, flowing with an omnious wind that willed it to a spot. You noticed the crimson writing,…[Read more]