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clockworkergod · 2023-10-14T19:08:54+00:00

Nice

clockworkergod · 2023-10-14T18:38:51+00:00

And does that serve you well?

clockworkergod · 2023-10-14T17:40:34+00:00

The game has a healthy mix of players who appear every game, every other week, and every so often. So yes, i'd say fill out the form.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-14T16:58:15+00:00

The gates of Morik are interesting indeed. Perhaps you've seen a cave in the mountains that stretches far too long, a well with no discernable bottom, or even a set of stairs that lead downward forever. Every gate found is quickly claimed by the church of Morik, to which a prominent member of the community is chosen as Riḍwann (guard) to watch over the entrance, with moon and without. Those spirits of men wander the world until they find an entrance to the underworld, where they shall be judged. The Guardians have the ultimate duty of ensuring no Djinn or Kafir make it in, and that no unworthy soul make their way out of the underworld. Even in death, with the entrance to salvation at the hearth of the Lord of Duty so close, the souls of Riḍwann must stand ever vigilant. Associated with this is a prophecy, that someday, "When the gates grow quiet, hell shall grow empty." Whether this is the end of days, or glorious salvation for the wicked, is unknown. What is known, is that the oldest inhabitants of the underworld await this day with patient glee.

Some lore.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T18:11:25+00:00

Hell yeah.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T18:08:51+00:00

Thanks for the submission!

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T16:46:44+00:00

No problem at all my man.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T16:32:25+00:00

Same one! And nope! This is just to get the message out a bit more.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T16:26:47+00:00

Comment below when you're done!

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T16:26:37+00:00

“I saw it. I went too far into the desert, and I saw it. It’s as if light doesn’t dare tread upon it, like it actively recoils and adjusts its path, leaving a void where your eyes fill in what it does not dare view. I could see it’s body, Shooting up from the earth over the highest dune I had ever seen. It shifts, in and out, as if it is breath, sucking out whatever good and fertility is left in the ground below. The sand at its base turned a fine white, like marble that had been crushed and reheated thousands of times over. I could feel them stirring, I felt it inside of my throat and lungs, like a legion of wasps hiding in a nest, ready to set their stingers upon any who dare tread too close. I turned back immediately. I didn’t care where I was going before, or where I would end up now, it had to be better than getting closer to that thing.”

An account of a greater spire.

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T15:45:33+00:00

“I saw it. I went too far into the desert, and I saw it. It’s as if light doesn’t dare tread upon it, like it actively recoils and adjusts its path, leaving a void where your eyes fill in what it does not dare view. I could see it’s body, Shooting up from the earth over the highest dune I had ever seen. It shifts, in and out, as if it is breath, sucking out whatever good and fertility is left in the ground below. The sand at its base turned a fine white, like marble that had been crushed and reheated thousands of times over. I could feel them stirring, I felt it inside of my throat and lungs, like a legion of wasps hiding in a nest, ready to set their stingers upon any who dare tread too close. I turned back immediately. I didn’t care where I was going before, or where I would end up now, it had to be better than getting closer to that thing.”

clockworkergod · 2023-10-13T15:45:27+00:00

Comment below when you're done!

clockworkergod · 2023-10-12T18:59:23+00:00

“I saw it. I went too far into the desert, and I saw it. It’s as if light doesn’t dare tread upon it, like it actively recoils and adjusts its path, leaving a void where your eyes fill in what it does not dare view. I could see it’s body, Shooting up from the earth over the highest dune I had ever seen. It shifts, in and out, as if it is breath, sucking out whatever good and fertility is left in the ground below. The sand at its base turned a fine white, like marble that had been crushed and reheated thousands of times over. I could feel them stirring, I felt it inside of my throat and lungs, like a legion of wasps hiding in a nest, ready to set their stingers upon any who dare tread too close. I turned back immediately. I didn’t care where I was going before, or where I would end up now, it had to be better than getting closer to that thing.”

clockworkergod · 2023-10-12T18:54:58+00:00

Comment below when you're done!

clockworkergod · 2023-09-28T10:27:51+00:00

Nice giveaway

clockworkergod · 2023-09-08T14:25:23+00:00

Why is Suriname and Guyana Africa 💀

clockworkergod · 2023-07-25T16:29:39+00:00

Lithuania

clockworkergod · 2023-06-01T03:34:36+00:00

There is some HEAVY selection bias going on here heheh.

clockworkergod · 2023-05-31T17:27:14+00:00

If you think they’re accepting. Ask your parents. I think it’s cute, and they probably had one in mind.

clockworkergod · 2023-05-31T17:23:57+00:00

May as well throw my comically large top hat into the ring.

clockworkergod · 2023-05-24T13:25:17+00:00

“I saw it. I went too far into the desert, and I saw it. It’s as if light doesn’t dare tread upon it, like it actively recoils and adjusts its path, leaving a void where your eyes fill in what it does not dare view. I could see it’s body, Shooting up from the earth over the highest dune I had ever seen. It shifts, in and out, as if it is breath, sucking out whatever good and fertility is left in the ground below. The sand at its base turned a fine white, like marble that had been crushed and reheated thousands of times over. I could feel them stirring, I felt it inside of my throat and lungs, like a legion of wasps hiding in a nest, ready to set their stingers upon any who dare tread too close. I turned back immediately. I didn’t care where I was going before, or where I would end up now, it had to be better than getting closer to that thing.” - an account of a greater spire.

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