I've been flirting with the idea of calling myself Gwyn or Gwen because those are nice names and they fit me. Do anyone agree that those r good names? 'Vodder' is fine but. You know how it is. Also yes Gwyn like Dark Souls. Like Gwyndolin

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I've been flirting with the idea of calling myself Gwyn or Gwen because those are nice names and they fit me. Do anyone agree that those r good names? 'Vodder' is fine but. You know how it is. Also yes Gwyn like Dark Souls. Like Gwyndolin
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New York City had many secrets. One was a bar. Hidden deep within the bowels of the city. A magicians-only Lounge : The Bar with no Doors. Of course Loki had his ways into the bar in question. Much like the bar with no name, reserved to villains only, he made his way with his cane and taped at the front of the location. It opened after performing a certain ritual. He went in, passed some familiar faces and sat down in one of the armchairs. “Same as usual. “ he spoke into seemingly nothingness and a cup appeared next to him. For his safety, knowing who could be around, he put on his cuffs back on. No one could notice the lock was off, he made sure of it. He felt a sting binding his magic. Of course it was masked by his sun glasses. Blind he had to remain for certain people. He took the steamy mixture and brought it to his lips, before putting it down. “Fancy seeing you here. “ he then spoke , to the person joining him , there was a little amused sarcasm behind his words.