|| I cannot say how thankful I am to each and every one of you. For being so supportive, kind and eager to write with me.
It is just amazing. Love and respect to all of you.
|| With that, I won't be on this account for a while.
On top of that, I don't really want ships on any of my accounts right now. These reasons are mine alone.
Apologies in advance.
(@TheRavenJuliana) - Edric before his dagger reached the man's jugular. Nostrils were flaring from the fires within him. If looks could kill, the man who mocked him would of been dead moments ago.
ɢɪғsᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @TheRavenJuliana
In the free cities, Edric was a dark and vicious soul, someone who showed no mercy and would kill, just because it pleased him, gambled, to get money for food and stole, because it was what he was also good at. A man of many dark talents, -
(@TheRavenJuliana) - the man didn't care for and only laughed. The other opponent that had lost, was watching with a cautious look. When Edric grabbed his dagger, he went to slice the man's throat open but the man had jumped back and the other had stopped -
ɢɪғsᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ғᴏʀ @queeninhiding
Travelling to Westeros from the free cities, he wasn't shocked to find that the land had fallen to pieces, with kings dying, families becoming smaller and wars still breaking the cities to a frenzy, he focused on himself, his men and the ones -
(@queeninhiding) - soldiers to her home, he was at the front of the line, his hood covering his head and a menacing smile was seen, like death himself, he could call for their death and no one would go against him, nothing would stop her from an awful fate, -