One of my favorite William Zabka expressions: Background Wii Music

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One of my favorite William Zabka expressions: Background Wii Music
which arcana character would be the biggest miku fan
Probably Portia Devorak.
ca.n I uxse new spel. On u?
What will it do?
sleep
me or you?
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@spellbladerogier said: There is a long, awkward silence as the spellblade stares at the lord of blood, unsure how he was about to pass along this information. "Lord Mohg. If it isn't too much trouble, might I have a word?"
For the first time in a good, long while, worry flutters through the Omen’s heart.
Rogier sounds serious — grave; dire. Which he never does. He’s always forcing optimism — indeed, even in his most dire, most dark of times, he finds a smile and a word or two of dismissal. It frustrated the Omen to no end — he, a beast who feeds upon emotion; upon reopened wounds and scratched scars.
But now that he’s finally getting a taste, he wonders if it’s what he’s really wanted at all.
But it gets him to stop immediately — to close and put down the book he’d been reading and look up from the elegant chaise on which he sits towards the sorcerer who’d come to visit on this day. It isn’t the strangest happenstance these days — for Rogier to request the Lord’s company, and for them to simply sit and spend time together over drinks and good reads. Mohg hadn’t thought much of it on this day. Perhaps he should have. Perhaps this is different.
He sits up straight, ankles crossed, hands folded in his lap. “Of course, my lamb,” he says, concern clear in his furrowed expression. “Prithee speak thy concerns.”
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