Shrine of the River Dragon

Welcome to my shrine. I am the dragon god Akira, master of the seas and the storms. Anyone who wishes to speak with me need only ask. All are welcome here, youkai or human. But remember this. Show me disrespect, or come to cause me grief, and I will show you the prowess of a dragon. [Touhou-based OC RP and ask blog. Tracks the tag "stormserpentofparadise". All ongoing roleplay threads are listed below.] Current effects: None

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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Reminder I’m on here now.

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

[stormserpentofparadise]

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[stormserpentofparadise]

Remnants of a Dying Clan

The winds, at last, have been unleashed, restraints cast aside. Storm and frost both heed our call, with the ocean as our guide. Yonder hence we fly, with heavy wings, seeking a truth unknown - yet ever silent is fate’s spectre, watching from his shadowed throne.

Enter, mortal, but be forewarned - foolishness earns naught but scorn. And though a dragon’s breath may not lead to fire, you’d still do well not to rouse our ire.

I did the thing. Moving blog.

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