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Kits Rose rolled 1 100-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 8:48 pm
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Icy Reign rolled 1 100-sided dice:
81
Total: 81 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:31 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:20 am
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Kits Rose rolled 1 100-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 9:40 pm
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Faerie KatrinaZ rolled 1 100-sided dice:
58
Total: 58 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2011 10:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 12:01 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 6:29 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2011 6:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 1:50 pm
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:: after fleeing the bar last night and wandering around a bit, Miro eventually found herself here, climbing up into one of the trees while no one was looking... or at least she didn't think anyone was looking. No one has bothered her about it at least. A cold resist spell had to be used to make the night more bearable, and it was difficult to get comfortable. Her thought at the time she had climbed up was that it would be like spending the night in the tree city of Kelethin not far from where she was born, but she vastly underestimated how many more comforts Kelethin had than just any ordinary, unaltered tree sweatdrop
Even so, being up there reminded her of the much simpler days of her childhood, where any concerns she had were frivolous and easily gotten over. Unfortunately, life doesn't stay that way forever.
Upon waking from a restless sleep, she looks again through the sketchbook at her defaced drawings. It was as if someone had read through some very personal journal entries of hers and then added their own disparaging annotations to it. Is this how it would be if she tried talking to someone about it? She liked to think that the reactions of friends would be much kinder than those of strangers, but knew such was not always true. Seeing the kinds of things people were saying and thinking when looking through her drawings made her feel like crying and she had to close the book because she couldn't stand looking at it anymore.
There was no point in keeping it now. Most, if not all, of the blank pages were ripped up and all the sketches, including the ones Draa had done, were ruined in some way. She couldn't very well just leave it around for someone else to look at and further make a mockery of either, though.
When she thinks no one is around, she carefully climbs down from her spot in the tree and heads into the lounge, approaching the fireplace. She takes one last look at her sketchbook before kneeling down by the hearth and tossing it into the fire, remaining there to watch it burn. ::
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 2:46 pm
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