The skeleton is around. Doing his thing.

I am locating lost artefacts.

Oh. That’s alright then.

You WANT trouble?

Evil is subjective.

You are delusional.

Before today, I wouldn’t have been able to conceive of an Elf trying to commit acts of pure horror under flowery and well-meaning sounding pretensions. My world has been shattered.

I’m not taking this bait.

What do you think is happening here? IT assaulted ME.

How droll.

Why does it matter?

Nagash take you all.

You make a distinction where there is none.

───*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺🪷༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚─── 💮ㄚǔ Ⱬhé Ⱡíu 💮 ˗ˏˋ ꒰⏱꒱ ˎˊ˗ ⏱𝔽ormer⏱ 💮丂orcerer 丂upreme💮 ───*ੈ⏱‧₊˚༺🪷༻*ੈ⏱‧₊˚─── ♡ + ↻

#Queekisms It’s kind of damming to both of their arguments that the criminal gambler turned undead minion and the incarnation of chaos consistently agree with one another.

My duties are never-ending.

Alas, I cannot.

Life is too long to feel guilt over something. If you let it consume you, you’ll never be able to focus on anything else.

Why am I even speaking with a bag of meat?

Then you have my sincerest apologies.

“ARGH! FOOLISH—” Cursing the beast, Arkhan flicks his wrist and mutters a spell in Nehekharan. Soon, the pair are surrounded by tormented spirits reaching out for and trying to claw Fou off from Arkhan’s head.

Sarcasm? Oh. I would never.

ɴᴀɢᴀsʜ!

Perhaps not.

An elf with a hardline opinion? Well, I never.

Arkhan chuckled. His laugh hollow, ethereal and wispy in the winds. “Try it. I dare you.”

At least somebody does.

Do you personally have the responsibility of approving or denying every single use of magic ever done?

I can assure you that Ptra feels no remorse for those burned by it.

Holding yourself responsible for the deeds enabled by magic is foolish. Does the desert Sun concern itself with the lives parched under its blaze? Does the chill of the north care for the souls frozen in its wintery abyss? Magic is like a force of nature. It simply exists. Doing whatever it does.

Another wild beast snarling at him? How utterly dull. “Begone.”

How intriguing.

Hm?

"Bunger! bungerbungerbungerbunger BUNGER!" #Bungerrp #bskyrp #sfwrp #openrp #mvrp

"I'm a little cynical, must be the Russian in me." #mvrp #marvelrp #openrp

𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 ℳℴ𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝒹𝒶𝓂𝒶ℊℯ𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌ℯ'𝓇ℯ ℊℴ𝓁𝒹ℯ𝓃

#Queekisms Fun fact: Arkhan’s entire homeland was killed and turned undead by the magic of his master Nagash. Just thought I’d throw that out there.

Did he hear…? No, no. Voices on the wind. That’s all. Everything is fine.

“There’s nothing wrong with magic.” He says as he’s desecrating a mausoleum to replinish his army of rotting corpses.

Technically, we’re talking about magic at this very moment.

I may no longer have ears, but I have not lost the ability to hear.

Are we talking about magic…?