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Hestia: I turn on the news and see the headline. "I swear to every god and goddess under the stars I'm going to brain the person who took my kill...
Hestia: I drive home angrily, cursing loudly as I walk into my apartment.
Hestia: I call my contact and start walking to my car instead. "What the hell T, you said I'd be the only one on this case, are you trying to...
Hestia: I watch from a small coffee shop as everyone panics, getting up and calmly walking towards the building where the shot came from, not the...
My Templar will get notified that there's rumours of assassins rising again.
I think the mission then recruit would be best
Name: Hestia Midsummer Age: 20 Side: Assassins Skill: Hacking/breaking into high-tech facilities, slight skill in explosives Looks: Hestia is...
This sounds fun, if its still happening, I would love to join.
Samhain: I wander into the black market area, a hulking bag of lethal swords and daggers on my back. Beltane: I go with Samhain, weary of...
It really shouldn't offend anyone unless they're highly against Wicca and Paganism. c:
So uhm hi. I'm starting a story, but it's kinda religion based so far... So I don't know whether I should post it or not? Oh, and I'm back, new...
Beltane: I stop, running a hand through my boyish hair and freaking out, turning and walking home quickly.
Beltane: "I can tell.." I tip my head before I start walking towards farm land.
Beltane: "He was the guy asleep in the corn cart..." I shake my head, trying to remember what I was doing.
Beltane: I remember my cover and pull the cloak tighter around my feminine body, hoping it wasn't noticed. "I watched your fights earlier."
Beltane: "Wait, you're that gladiator!" I step back as the urge to lecture rises in my throat.
Beltane: I grab his hand and stand, brushing myself off "Thank you, sir."
Beltane: I walk briskly through town, bumping into Silvio and falling "Damn you!"
Beltane: I stand hastily and walk out, grabbing my cloak and walking through the village.
Beltane: I sit down at the table and eat quietly, mostly pushing it around. Sammhain: I look up "You got shot down for training, didn't you?"