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“You heard me right! You couldn’t even let that poor goblin’s body be. No, you just HAD to take the extra step and steal his soul! If we don’t stop you, who else is gonna suffer by YOUR hands?” Damien yelled, his eyes burning with fury. He clenched …
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The journey to Niran’s burrow was neither quick nor subtle, as the young musician slogged through the muddy streets lost in thought. As she walked, Niran contemplated her future; about the fate she was doomed to complete, or so her violin said. She …
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F̸̮̕Ô̸̮̮̈́̅̏͛̂̂̀̽̎̄́̍̕͠Ò̸̡͈̰̮̓L̷̡͎̫͓͉͍̻̤̠͚̈̃̓̅̒̀̚͘͝͝͠I̸̛͚̱͉̣̻͗̓͒͒͘͜͝S̶̨̳̫̫̗̖̃͌͗͒͒̃̓͗͆́͋̈́H̶̠̜̺̆͗̿̉̚.̵̶̨̧̼͉̳͕͔͖̮̗̠̦̫͙̠̐̇̄͋̐̂̆͋̊̀͛̓̾̓́̍͗͋̀̂̀̿̈́̏̔̕͝ͅ W̷̡̦͉͎̣̠̖̤̯͉̖̭̭̒͗͋͐̕͠Ĕ̵͔̱̻̻̋̈́̌̈́́́ ̴͓̟͙̭̼͙̦̫̞͎͚̠͖̉̑̋̍̅̌̌͗̈́̒̓͑͛̌͜ͅȦ̵̧̰̙̰̽̅̽̈̔̎Ŕ̵̡̢̖̣̠̣̰̈́̓͛́̅̿͒̔̔͒̕͝͝͝…
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G̸̡̛̰̝̲̘̗̮͊͐͌̄̏̈̑͒̋̿̋̏͘̕o̸̧̺̜͙̝̹̹̫̱̗̩̩̘̺͐̄̀̾͒͑͑͗̚͠͠͝ǭ̸̢̛̱̯̞̻͇͙̰͙̩̰̠̳̄̉̈́̑͌̕̚d̸̘͇̣̗͔̺̒̽͛̂̈́̍̊͘͝͝ ̶̡̧̻̏̽̆̄̑̎̋͊͆̕͘r̷̹̩̫͕̩̼̜̼̒̀̿̈́̀̔̔͐̍̒͜͜͝ͅi̷̡̢̛͎̤̣̪̘͇͕͍̬̣̳͛͐̽̅̎̓́͑͊̚̕̕͝d̶̢̡̨̪̲̳̟̮͈̫̻̯̲̊̎̓̎̚͘d̴͉͑̃̉͊͝a̶̢̛̭̪͈̮͇͉͙͋̉̎͂̐̀̓͋͑̂̌͜͠n̵̰̞̣̪̠͈̻̔͂̂̑̽͂̇͊͝c̴̩̭̤͌͆̅̾͛͗̚͠…
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The atmosphere around the courtyard was bleak and heavy, as a silent musician stringed together a mournful eulogy out of thin air. A ghastly echo could be heard through the wind as it formed the harmony that carried the violin’s melody throughout th…
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Well shit
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Oof, that stinks. Do you have a word editor you use to write down your work?
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Niran quickly regained her senses, only to notice that she was slumped against the wall, hazily looking upwards at the rather concerned looking Graagdord and Gorchi. “Uhh, you okay?” Gorchi asked worriedly. “Yeah, just gimme a sec to get up. How’d…
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T̸̟̀̈̾̈́̄̆͗͐̀̍͐̈́̇̕h̶̟̙͇̗͖͎̥̳̩̫̭̩̬̭̆ã̶̤̗͕͈̻͕̤͍̺͉́̄̅t̵͚̒̈́̈́ ̸̘̜͙̂̄̽̐͐̑̑͘m̵̛͓̥͕͔͚̒̚å̷̢͇͖̜̖̖̹̗̬̻̥̩͓̱̆͗̅̒ͅn̷̬̱̖͕̗͉̲̦̜̖̳̑̑͂͜ͅ.̸͉̖̣́̿̀̉́́̉̄͛͑̉̅͘.̷͖̭̤̣̖̘̇̀̀̐͗̽̈́̌̅͝͝.̷̨̧̧͍͍̼͕̝̲̼̘͕̫̫͆̉̀̎́̅͗̇͘̚͝͝ͅ ̷̨̛̙͑͒̊͊̎̂̿̒͗͋̂̐͠͝Ḩ̶̨̢̛͉̗̟̰̼͉͛̏̔̒͋̓͌͂̄́̃̇̔̍͜A̷͍̰̫͉̭̖̿ ̷̆̃̓͆̓̈͝…
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Y̸̛̞̬̳̹̮̠͎̅̈͒̅̉͂̄͐̈́̂̏̒͘͝o̷̦͑̏̍ư̶̧͎̜̹͈̯͆̂̌̈̉̇͂͑̂̕̕͝ͅ ̵̛̪̜̳͚͚̩̻̂̐͒̌̇̈́̀̃̊͐͘͠͝f̵̡̼̩̗͓͍͍̬͂́́ȩ̵͖̭̣̮͔͈̺͙̖̳̺̓̾͛̆̈́̐̆͂̕̚e̶͍͊̂́̋̎̀̄͝l̸͈͎̝̍̾̀͗̕͘͝͠ ̴̢̜͉͖͍̣̜͓̿̐͗̐̊̍̊̆̕į̸̲̙̙̮̯̱̠̲̦̝̼̗͙̋t̶̢̹͙̘̭̝̟̄̌͂̾̕ ̸̛͈̠̰̝͇̦̮͈̭̤̦̤͆̋̌̓̄̑̏̈́̽t̷͉̙̮̪̲͖̫̪̥̥̮͕̥̓̄̀̇̀̐̓̀́͝ͅͅō̷̢͎̣̣̲̜̍̈́̚…
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Niran, Graagdord, and Gorchi meandered through the dimly lit room of the Gluttonous Akon, not too slowly as to never reach their destination, yet not too focused as to gather unwanted attention, wherever it was. The insides of the tavern proved only…
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“I do not care if you were chosen to participate in the Tournament of Champions, you do not have any money, AND you are a filthy goblin. I hold the right to refuse service to anyone, and that most certainly includes you.” A rotund merchant spat, sha…
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@DrakeGladis (Oh damn, my bad)
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@SpellPiper2213 (Uhh, I don't believe any champion has died... yet. Although if Brynn herself believes a champion died, then great job showing that in your writing!)
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Here's a link to my card: https://mtgcardsmith.com/view/niran-prodigy-of-the-abyss
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Ever since the Tournament of Champions commenced, business in Kiserova was booming more than ever. The market streets bustled with all sorts of merchants, citizens, and even thieves, each looking to make a profit off of the sudden influx of people a…
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Brynn will remember that.
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@Jonteman93 (Were those not fighting present to see the second match?)
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@kandra127 Niran effortlessly flew through the streets, from the barren alleyways to the bustling market squares. Keeping a firm grip on the hooded figure, she led him on a mad dash of twists and turns. Lefts and rights, ups and downs, it all ru…
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"Our scouts have been keeping watch around the perimeter for some time now. They've noticed strange creatures lurking about the outskirts of Falun. They've yet to advance, but it looks like they're gathering for an attack." "That is rather concern…
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“Niran! Where have you run off to! Curse that blasted child…” The thoughts proceeded to enter the back of her mind as Niran twisted around. In the distance, she saw none other than her guide, the pompous and arrogant Cirrina. Without a second …
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Niran ran through the littered streets of Kiserova filled with glee. With each step, her heart soared to a height she never even dreamed of achieving. No longer was she a worthless orphan abandoned on the streets, Niran was now a champion, someone t…
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I bump after almost 2 weeks of inactivity
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@Ilmarinen unfortunately I used a separate program to make It That Hungers, which means there is no link to share.
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@HeroKP wow, wasn't expecting someone to actually go the extra mile! Love the poem!
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Insert joke about the Very Hungry Caterpillar here
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@Bowler218 @Tommia Less than 24 hours left!
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I've decided to replace Dirgeborn Muse with Voidstring as Niran's signature card, seeing as that card will better reflect the power that Niran wields.
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Florence tossed and turned in his sleep, bombarded by flashing images. Nightmarish creatures formed of shadow and malice plagued his mind, twisting and writhing as they intruded into his inner psyche. Gradually, the unrecognizable shadows formed i…
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Champion: Signature card: Steal. Run. Eat. That was the life of an urchin in the slums Kiserova, and Niran was no different. With everyone fending for themselves, Niran found no connection among others, even with the other urchins. She lon…