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Frostysyrup

Frostysyrup

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I'm just an aspiring writer who loves losing myself into the world of my imagination. [Follow me on Instagram: frosty.syrup] xd

2019-06-15 Joined Global

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Replied to Patrick_Blade
I appreciate it. Call em out if they too obvious, I'll get to it quickly!
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Replied to Patrick_Blade
good spot, thanks man :D
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To be honest with you, i just went with minecraft logic. Thanks tho, I learnt something today. :D

Locked inside a display case, the armor stood with a dignified stance on the left side. A place devoted to armor and protection. The right side, a wall filled with weapons of various kinds. The masterpiece in that category was a sword named: Dragonrend – one that came from the East. Long with a curved blade, sharp and deadly, the same to what Eira had but longer and stronger. The material was Obsidian, the second strongest material known to man. This particular sword was bought in Arda – an adventuring party got it as loot from defeating a monster. At first, it looked burnt and blunt – the sheathed was nowhere to be found. It took a few hours – but the expertise from the dwarves helped in saving said item. It cost around 100 gold to fix, then again, Tier-One Sharpness was the enchantment.  

The Wielder of Death Magic

The Wielder of Death Magic

Magical Realism · Frostysyrup

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Replied to DrunkenCelt800
no no, far from it

ch 449 Heaven, Hell, and The Mortal Realm

The Wielder of Death Magic

The Wielder of Death Magic

Magical Realism · Frostysyrup

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Replied to WildUncomfort
thanks :))

ch 449 Heaven, Hell, and The Mortal Realm

The Wielder of Death Magic

The Wielder of Death Magic

Magical Realism · Frostysyrup

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me too

With a big yahoo, Sugar jumped in, Aceline sang her heart out.  All the workers stopped and stood in the spectator area. The faces held a smile, the head moved, in a weird way, Staxius had fun. 'So, this is your weapon,' slowly, he realized what she wanted to accomplish.

The Wielder of Death Magic

The Wielder of Death Magic

Magical Realism · Frostysyrup

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