The Hammer of Ascalon

The Insperation, Adventures, and Thoughts of Edward Butcher.  A Guild Wars 2 Character.

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“Burn my home?  Then I will torch everything you know..”

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Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.

Emery Allen (via thequotejournals)

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(via jewel-ofthe-sands)

Edjali

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“If you wish to know wrath, then I will show you.”

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Rumor has it you're engaged. Is that true?

“Oh, wow- that is a lot nicer than the rumours I usually hear…though sorry to burst your bubble! I don’t know that Habibi will be ready for that for a long while…unless you know something I don’t know?” @thehammerofascalon

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"A pleasent rumor? Rare. Continue to keep being so amazing and you will be sooner than you think."

[yourdancers]

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There was silence.  Some might mistake this meaning for the ringing of ears when all else was quiet, but in Edward’s mind, it was the opposite.  It was the complete absence of sound.  Not his daughter playing in the distance, nor the tranquil sound of running water could pierce the veil he had draped about himself in this moment of contemplation.  Magical energies moved about his core in raging torrents that before he had only noted as gentle streams.  Time in self imposed exile had done him wonders for his studies.  More important, time away from the distractions that came in social circles that he ran with.   When his body began to uncurl from it’s meditative position, the sounds of the natural order came back to him.  At first, above all it was Madilyn’s laughter as she chased insects in the field under the watchful eye of her grandmother, and Nala.  All else came after.  The distant pang of a blacksmiths work, the laughter of passing persons, all the rest of what Divinity’s Reach had within it’s walls flooded his senses once permitted to do so once again.  With the the settlement under constant harassment from the Hrathi, he had deemed it wise to move a home in the Reach where he would not question their safety during this time of transition and training.   The Butcher pushed slowly to his feet, limbs absent the normal tingle one might feel when sitting as he had been for some time.  He’d learned much about his abilities and the ways of the Firebrand, but this new found control over his body had been an eye opening experience.  It had placed his existence in perspective.  “Soon..”  He muttered to himself, fingers waggling independently of each other as a tiny spark of flame weaved it’s way through them, only for his fist to clinch and extinguish it.  “Very, very soon.”  

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Edward at last nights ball

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[my-aesthetics-world]

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“A vision without action is merely a dream.”

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Shrouded by the same satins which saved her from the storms, they reside even within his company. However, a taloned hand lay with featherlight grace upon his bicep.

“And what is it if your vision is obscured?”

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“That depends on the view.”

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Slowly, she pried the ceremonies bindings from full tiers, watching him quietly before angled hues averted once more to the sprawling dunes which lay ahead.

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“Always distracting, while acting like that is not your intention.  You are a delightful headache, you know that?”

[nezamgw2]

“So I have upgraded from the shunned witch to a delightful headache? Why, Mister Butcher, no kinder words have ever been ushered to my ears. Be still my beating heart.”

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“My mother said I’m a charmer.  Or that i’ll run every woman that tells me her name off within the first month.  One of those is true, have fun guessing which one.”

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“I am sure both are equally true, but I more steadfast than the latter.”

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“Talk is cheap, dear.  Now, tell me if my staff play is up to Elonian standards..”

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“A vision without action is merely a dream.”

[nezamgw2]

Shrouded by the same satins which saved her from the storms, they reside even within his company. However, a taloned hand lay with featherlight grace upon his bicep.

“And what is it if your vision is obscured?”

[thehammerofascalon-blog]

“That depends on the view.”

[nezamgw2]

Slowly, she pried the ceremonies bindings from full tiers, watching him quietly before angled hues averted once more to the sprawling dunes which lay ahead.

[thehammerofascalon-blog]

“Always distracting, while acting like that is not your intention.  You are a delightful headache, you know that?”

[nezamgw2]

“So I have upgraded from the shunned witch to a delightful headache? Why, Mister Butcher, no kinder words have ever been ushered to my ears. Be still my beating heart.”

[thehammerofascalon-blog]

“My mother said I’m a charmer.  Or that i’ll run every woman that tells me her name off within the first month.  One of those is true, have fun guessing which one.”

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“A vision without action is merely a dream.”

[nezamgw2]

Shrouded by the same satins which saved her from the storms, they reside even within his company. However, a taloned hand lay with featherlight grace upon his bicep.

“And what is it if your vision is obscured?”

[thehammerofascalon-blog]

“That depends on the view.”

[nezamgw2]

Slowly, she pried the ceremonies bindings from full tiers, watching him quietly before angled hues averted once more to the sprawling dunes which lay ahead.

[thehammerofascalon-blog]

"Always distracting, while acting like that is not your intention.  You are a delightful headache, you know that?”

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“A vision without action is merely a dream.”

[nezamgw2]

Shrouded by the same satins which saved her from the storms, they reside even within his company. However, a taloned hand lay with featherlight grace upon his bicep.

“And what is it if your vision is obscured?”

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“That depends on the view.”

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[sweet-thoughtt]