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Neh

Huh

You're welcome

Nice. Though there should have been more Sanderson

I HAVE ANOTHER ORDER! CAN I DO IT?

Bellatrix's lips moved, as if trying to form a name. But she still did not awake.

Hellbent grabbed it, his fist as big as the beer. He threw some money on the table, then walked away. He started drinking out of the bottle, after breaking off the top.

@WeebTrash @Darth Sir Woodrack Groot @Voidus @Sorana @AonEne @Silva @Clyde Froggins

Yeah, yeah, I know.

And even that probably isn't enough.

"Beer. Now." His voice was a growl, and his hand approached his gun hilt. His posture went from a straight back to the appearance of a chained wolf, full of power, and dangerous. His eyes narrowed to slits.

Okay, I looked at this, but I think the -50 is way over the top. -20, maybe -30 would be rational.

No, we had this conversation. You just said you'd be fine with it. @Voidus @MacThorstenson

Bella groaned slightly, but didn't wake up.

hmm... Hellbent Rustblade walked down the street, sun beating down on his bare back, a the whip marks enhanced by the parts of skin undamaged, all a dark tan. His violet eyes flashed, his back straight, walking quickly. Everything about him screamed STAY AWAY. The gun on his hip was carefully preserved, to keep his own skin from rusting it. Hellbent was huge, especially for the age of thirteen. Hellbent towered over almost every adult, and his grim face made them cower. The only clothes Hellbent wore were leather wrapped around his feet, black ragged shorts, and a bandana wrapped around his neck, a deep purple color. Hellbents horse, Nightshade, trodding behind him, completely unfettered. It was loyal. Unlike my gang. And my gang is dead. He chuckled, and a small smile appeared on his face. That made people cower, and he glared at them. "Just stay the rusting hell out of my way." Hellbent grinned, noting with satisfaction the wet stain now spreading down one man's pants. As long as I stay muscular, my height is a terrifying thing. He still showed signs of adolescence, nobody would mistake him for an adult. The crescent scar on his eye, along with all the others, enhanced the image. Yes, they can still tell I'm young. But they're too scared to say otherwise. He sauntered into the Rusty Horn, and leaned at the bar, muscles rippling along his back. "Beer."

He looked down at the statue and grinned. He now had a trophy. "I assume there is rooms below deck?" @xinoehp512

Welcome! I highly recommend you check out the Shattered Oaths RPG (We're in need of more members)

So, more details on the Moonborn order: Their leader, Ain, is sworn to follow his own spren, though no one knows this The traditional way to use shardblades is in this shape: And they're basically just a ninja order

Miss it entirely, like I did with three and four thousand

Oh god, I'm dying.

Bella looked over, and realized she was crying. "I killed so many..." Then her eyes rolled back in her head, and she fainted. @Sorana

Also, you know, there is chalk pillars in the middle, the back wall is missing, and the charred door is on the floor

Nope