Nathrangking

Apparently so.

Fascinating!

Chips ahoy or Oreos?

I find it to be a rather distinctive dessert in its own right.

WoR

Pottery

Baking

Elsecalling

abrasion

Transformation

illusion

lie

true

right

Sure

Huzzah!!

Yay SWORD

Oh the possibilities.

Things are hard. I have not been to work in a little less than a week because I was told essential personnel only should show up. There has been no guidance as to how and if I'm expected to work. I don't even know if I will be allowed to continue working. Without this money I will fall behind on paying off my student loans. I'm frankly terrified, but I'm trying to keep calm for my mother who at times can get very anxious about even small things. I'm quarantined at home with my parents which is not the worst thing I guess, but even after a couple of days I worry that we will begin to get on each others nerves. Things could be so much worse and yet who knows how long this will go on for lead me to worry a great deal. This plus the fact that I have been out of the house only a handful of times specifically because there are people in our community who may be positive. I have in the past been rather introverted. This though is a lot especially if this is only the beginning. On the bright side today and yesterday were productive on the front of my Novella's editing. Soon I may need beta readers so yay! Otherwise well add it my last year and a half's tab.

Sounds good

Whatever works.

I stop in place turn to face her in one fluid motion. I speak aloud the incantation in the language of my ancestors that I had spoken before and in a flash I appear in a realm between realms. A flat in Brussels appears around me. It is a copy of my flat. This place a construct in the divine realm was built for me by Baalhan. I can escape from the world for a short while. None can enter here without the spell and my permission. If this messenger wants to talk here we shall speak. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Leila nods and I grow still. There is something about the way that she gets engrossed by the tales of even those who may be suspect that has always intrigued me. I watch as she speaks to the newest wild card in our alliance. This one had a connection to the God Complex. The question is whether or not this one was deserving of respect. Leila's thirst for knowledge is an asset and something which is admirable. I sometimes wonder at times though if she remembers that books and writings can weaken her. However, it may just be that she will discover that which may be necessary to allay our fears and suspicions. @Dr. Dapper @Sorana @kenod

Perhaps. However, somebody is an ok position.

I jolt of shock nearly forces its way onto my face. The gladius of Mars is a weapon that Baalhan himself blessed and helped forge. Its is one of several weapons of war of far lesser power than Baalhan himself that he helped create, but which are still extremely dangerous. It is true that none can be allowed to have it, but is she ready to tame such a weapon, we will see. "If you are going to insist that we go find that which you have been suckered into finding then we should get a move on then." I turn and begin to walk away. @Dr. Dapper

Ok.