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Name: Mage Goblin. Region: Mostly found in forests and rural areas, but some of them are daring enough to explore more urban areas. Diet: Omnivorous. They are not really picky and will eat pretty much anything they can. Description: One of the rarest goblin variants in existence, these guys mean business. No one knows for sure what leads to the creation of a mage goblin, but the most popular theory says that they are archer goblins who have stolen books about magic and spell casting, read them and were able to actually learn how to put the knowledge to use. Being such a rare variant means they rarely, if ever, are sent on expe

Fair enough :3 I won't try to convince anyone otherwise. I mostly just go with the first things that comes to my mind as long as it seems to fit I will look forward to see your idea ^^

I, too, have my own things I need to put aside for this union and moment to be fully enjoyed and cherished: Your much younger age, the fact that you live right next door and of course that I should be the more adult and responsible here. My reasons for why this not take place melts away and even through my chest, you can easily feel how my heart throbs away madly, surely felt against your own heated skin. The water drops only our skin even more sexy and delicate and pretty. My gaze, beyond looking into your lovely own, also take in your lovely teenage form. My heavy and soft boobs feel even more amazing as they squish against yours and I cann

The Vessel: It was always there, Amy saw it her whole life. Her mother's favorite Vase; it was beautiful. The swirling indigo blue flowers on a white pallet, the yellow edges and center of each flower so elegantly painted. Her mother loved it, a gift from her late husband. Amy's father had died when she was 5 of cancer. It was a shock, but one she barely remembered. But her mother did, and she kept the vase in memory of her lost love. Amy used to run around the vase, playing with dolls and stuffed animals. Holding the stuffed lizard up to the vase she'd hold the felt tongue out and lap at the flowers, her dolls would play at the base an

Arden wandered through the marsh lands as the sun went up. He was a little tired from carrying his supplies for such a long period, but he pressed on towards Hermitage with all his new material. He had gone to study any new critters he could find in order to fill out his encyclopedia with as much information as he could find. At Arden's heels trailed his best friend, a wolf pup called Lucifer. Lucifer Was rescued by Arden after his mother was killed by hunters, they've been together ever since. He dragged his feet through the mud and made his way towards the road, after around 15 minutes he had made it and could now head straight to Hermitage

Vanilla: "Well to answer your first question, I guess now we can take you out to get your training done. No time like the present, if your up to it." Its easy tell that Vanilla, while able to easily relax, she could be a very energetic girl. "If you want to head out, just grab what you need and we can head down to the jungle." Then she grins. "As for your second question..." She places a hand on his thigh and leans in a bit. "Are you asking me out on a date? Cause if you are, then my schedule is open for this evening." @BladeRunner

As you call forth divine fury on the daemon I continue to wade forward through its minions. I change my angle to reach the human acolyte, the curved blade of my khopesh hewing back and forth. As it arcs through the air the fine, sharp blade hums with a metallic voice until it cleaves into the hard, dry flesh of the horde when it suddenly falls silent, I tear the blade free as I twist around another demon and the blade, driven by my pirouette, parts the lower jaw from one beast's skull as I push ever closer to the priestess. Most of my body as bare and my skin shines with the spatters of our enemies' ichor, entrails and the red of my own