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ACTUS I, Scaena I


DUX. Si musica est cibus amoris, tam canite,
Date mihi excessum eius; ut, est nimis,
Appetitus aegret, et moritur.
Illid carmen, fuit libramen mortuum;
O, supervenit me aure tamquam dulcis sanus
Quid spirat in herba violarum,
Raptum adoletumque. Desinate, nihil,
Non est dulcis ut eram.
O spiritus amoris, quam vegetus es,
Ut capacitas tua tamen
Recipit tamquam mare, nihil ibi intrat,
Aestimationis altitudonisque maximi,
Sed cadit in humilem respectum pretiumque plebium
In etiam momento. Libido est tam plenus formarum ut solum id est absurdus.

CUR. Venaberisne, meus dux?

DUX. Quid, Curie?

CUR. Cervum.

DUX. Venior ita – decorissime quid habeo.
O cum primo mei oculi Oliviam viderent,
Putavi eam purgavisse pestem ab aere!
Eo tempore verti in cervum,
Et mei voluptates, tamquam diri crudelesque canes,
Dehinc persecutus sint.

Intra VALENTINE.

Quam nunc, quid nuntium venit a beam?

VAL. Si placet vobis, mei dux, non possum admitteri,
Sed ab ancula eius hoc responsum redet:
Caelum ipsud, usque tempus septem annorum,
Non probe videbit vultus eius,
Sed tamquam monacham ea obscura ambulabit,
Et irrorabit semel a die omnis cubicula eius
Cum lacrimis quid offendit oculum; facit omnis huius ut condiat
Amorem mortui fratris, qui vult conservare
Servareque in eius memoria tristis.

DUX. O, ea quae habet pectorem illius candidate formae,
Ea quae dat talis hoc debitum amoris ad modo frater,
Quam amabit cum clara aurea sagitta necaverit grecem ceterae affectiones
Quae vivint in ea; cum iecur, mens, pectorque,
Haec soli princepes, sunt omnes complent subornant
Eius dulces formae ab uno rege!
Praeceite ante me ad dulces herbas florum,
Cogitationes amoris cubant bene cum circumvestiantur ab trichilis.

Exeunt.

Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton have won the primaries for their respective parties. Dear friends not in the USA, please do not judge me. I can't choose how many retards are in my nation.

Build Day begins.

Check out the latest news on Age of Kings if you're a builder! And if not, check anyway and be happy with the progress and pretty pictures we promised!

The most fail D&D character ever:
Sword sheath with the SHING noise - tries to be stealthy, everybody knows he's there.
Studded leather armor - nails poke him. People with splint armor riveted to leather deal with him easily.
Tells his archers to fire - they instantly set him on fire.
Gets double-bitted axe - can't lift, breaks back.
Takes off helmet to glower at opponent - run through the eye.

Is Tibbles running the server on an iPad?

Do you want Marinport made of stone or sandstone?

The chains of an old inn creak and clink in the chill even' wind. Dim light spills out through the grimy windows of the waystation, fighting for every inch against mud and rain. Gusts and swirls of the storm whirl the rains into little vortexes and crashing sheets which drench all and sundry. Inside, the rain is ignored. Grizzled men and plump wenches sit at tables, bored, drinking their ale and looking for any object of amusement - a mouse to throw crumbs to, a lovely bosom to rest in, or a song from one of the elder patrons.
The door swings open and a man walks in. He is known to sometime patronize this byway. His long, lank, unkempt hair hangs down in curtains, dripping water. The rainwater runs over his coat, down his trousers, into his boots and out the open, worn toes.
"What news, Hal?" says one man.
Hal's eyes are wide with wonder. He hurries over to the counter, where the landlord grabs a mug he was planning to serve another and hands it to him. Hal chugs it in one go, then sits down, wiping his mouth on his dirty coat.
"Hal?"
"From the ashes a banner has risen."
"Eh?"
"You alright, Hal?"
"From the ashes a banner has risen.
Black scales in the crimson dawn.
The cold days of winter, no sunlight
Have burst into music and song.
No murder or raping or thieving,
No man, maid nor babe need fear death.
All villains shall turn and soil themselves
When the Black Dragon rises and shows its breath.

He has come, once more."
Everybody13
Ave Blackfyre.

~Builders
We need to be more proactive. I need to as well, but we all need to be.

~Builders
Stern needs an edit. At the moment it looks like a princess faerie castle. Try to give it its own style. I want my Elves to be different. Taking suggestions.

No joke, I've just got a college invitation from William and Mary because of my PSAT score.

KordianThegreat Killmatronix I CAN DO TOMORROW 2:00 OUR NORMAL TIME.

AD&D PHB: https://idiscepolidellamanticora.files.wordpress.com/2012/09/tsr2010-players-handbook.pdf

Alright, scrubs, who wants Village of Hommlet this weekend? Nowin3D Killmatronix KordianThegreat

Merry Christmas, knaves.

I might not be able to do D&D today.

Return to role-play plez

ADD A QUOTATION MARK TO THE END OF UR DESCRIPTION DUMMY

And now for your daily gamer parlance translation.

Guy in World of Warcraft: bye im off to get baked
Translation: Notice me, I want to seem cool even if I have to lie.