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Are burning in my soul
 
Are burning in my soul
  
[[File:Vampire.png|50px|alt=Vampire|vampire]]: Anyone that can be reasoned with, should be... Though the webs of the old are too twisted for reason.
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[[File:Vampire.png|50px|alt=Vampire|vampire]]: Impressive, how deep the webs of intrigue are spun. But the younger ones are much more pleasant.
  
[[File:Werewolf.png|50px|alt=Werewolf|werewolf]]: Still rabid monsters. No perspective can change that.
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[[File:Werewolf.png|50px|alt=Werewolf|werewolf]]: Monsters. I can't say I favor them.
  
 
[[File:Mage2.png|50px|alt=Mage|mage]]: Temptation is ambrosia. It must never touch our lips.
 
[[File:Mage2.png|50px|alt=Mage|mage]]: Temptation is ambrosia. It must never touch our lips.
  
[[File:Sorcerer.png|50px]]: I was one of them once. To ignore them is the height of hubris. These are the brightest among us.
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[[File:Sorcerer.png|50px]]: I was one of them once. They are a versatile type.  
  
[[File:Wyrm.png|50px|alt=Wyrm|wyrm]]: Fools. Put a little more thought into it.
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[[File:Wyrm.png|50px|alt=Wyrm|wyrm]]: Wretched. Rabid. Monsters like your counterparts.
  
 
[[File:Nephandi.png|50px|alt=Nephandi|nephandi]]: You are what you are, I am what I am, the world keeps turning.
 
[[File:Nephandi.png|50px|alt=Nephandi|nephandi]]: You are what you are, I am what I am, the world keeps turning.

Revision as of 17:58, 14 December 2023

All the women burned before

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Are burning in my soul

Vampire: Impressive, how deep the webs of intrigue are spun. But the younger ones are much more pleasant.

Werewolf: Monsters. I can't say I favor them.

Mage: Temptation is ambrosia. It must never touch our lips.

Sorcerer.png: I was one of them once. They are a versatile type.

Wyrm: Wretched. Rabid. Monsters like your counterparts.

Nephandi: You are what you are, I am what I am, the world keeps turning.

Wraith: Stay there. It's better for your health.

Mortal: Fragile.

Bygone: The world must never forget its natural magick.

Demon: Spawn of one among many. Yet somehow, they manage to be a supreme annoyance.