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“Ah yes. Me. My boyfriend. And his roughly 250 pound baby elder dragon.”
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Eyes of Jormag
Once a Vigil Warmaster stationed at Jora’s Keep, she died in the Icebrood massacre that eradicated the soldiers in their sleep. Haphazardly buried in the snow after her death, she was resurrected by the Ice dragon Jormag to be it’s eyes beyond it’s lair.
Now this mindless thrall stalks the snowy expanse of the Far Shiverpeaks, eyes fixed on the Pact and it’s advances.
(I was inspired by @diesvitae n @mistbeing’s Jormaggy vessels :v)
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Victorian Guard by Aldo Vicente Vidal on ArtStation
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You expect of me a speech? I have only one to give, and it is the same one I’d give were we not standing on the brim of a battlefield. It is the same one I’d give were we to meet in the street by chance. I have only ever hoped for one thing… to see this kingdom united under this English crown.
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Late night sad feelings about Almorra Soulkeeper.
A sometimes (and rightfully) bitter hardass who had to be prodded into the Pact, yet became its most hopeful champion. Who threw her lot and her sword behind you even when *you* weren't sure you believed in yourself anymore. Who never failed to rally to the cause.
Who deserved to see the war of the dragons to its end.
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A good returning post.
Character Roll

Maighlyn of the House of Niamh Noonbloom & Crusader of the Vigil Main Character / Both RP Canon & Commander Canon
Following the footsteps of the Knights of Yore.
A young Sylvari by their standards, Maighlyn, or ‘Mai’ as she tends to go by, had awakened and found herself in the village of Annwen on the advice of her mentor.
She was destined for the peaceful life of a farmhand, as peaceful as it could be - Until a merchant from distant Ebonhawke had stopped to sell his wares. On a whim, Maighlyn bought a tome detailing the great histories of the Guild Wars between Kryta, Ascalon, and Orr. She became incensed, drawn and obsessed with the heroic tales of old, of knights and warriors fighting for their country. It infected her dreams, and she read the book twice, thrice over and over.
The rise of Mordremoth had been enough to scare her back in to her mundane ways - Only until after Its defeat did she read and become in tune with the heroes in her dreams.
When the Wardens came for volunteers, she was the first to stand, and when even greater chances of glory came in the form of the Vigil, Maighlyn swore oath to General Soulkeeper, and marches now besides her brothers in battle.
What awaits Maighlyn is a world beyond the jungles of Caledon, and the horrors of war never detailed in the fairy-tales and folklore of combat.

Morgan Valister of Ascalon Mist Wraith & Fallen Champion ICly Deceased / Mist War (WvW) Character
Remember Ascalon.
Morgan Valister rose to prominence during the Battle for Lion’s Arch and the Mordrem War. Champion, politician, brutal enforcer - All such titles that came across her heart as she sought every path for her ultimate goal; the liberation of Ascalon.
What came instead was a slow understanding of the world she dreamed of. Now rather, a world her children would grow up in. Instead of the furor of halls and protest - She fought as was her way. A vital part of the Second Krytan Civil War, she fought with every ounce of her strength against the final coming of the White Mantle.
While victory was theirs, Morgan’s wounds, infected by bloodstone, lingered within her chest. Some time later - Morgan Valister passed in to the Mists. Only now to fight a new war. An endless one.

Isva Svirsdottir of Hoelbrak Adherent of Bear & Ranger of the North Challenge Character / Alternate
Bear’s roar is long, and loud. I hear it now.
A young Norn, just stepping off the chilled grasses of the Foothills, Isva seeks to leave behind a past ridden by trouble and tragedy - The loss of her mother, at the hands of her father turned to the Svanir Brotherhood.
Where her life will take her, she does not know. With her bow in hand, she will go wherever she must. Wherever she wants. Tyria is a wide world, and throughout it all, perhaps the Norn will find her destiny - Or her peace.
(No mounts, gliders, waypoints, leveling tomes, Black Lion purchases. Only the world and the people in it.)
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GW2 home instances:
- The house of some guy that died years ago but whatever, it’s yours now.
- basically just a live-in office but probably with more OSHA violations.
- an entire district of a city. Which house is yours? IDK.
- the barracks you share with 2728294 other people.
- literally just the second floor of Knut Whitebear’s house??? Why is he letting me keep 30 cats in his house??????
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A message from Andrew Gray
Hi everybody! ฅ/ᐠ。ᆽ。ᐟ \
Content Design Lead Andrew Gray has written a message for the Guild Wars 2 community. You can read it on the forums here.
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The Commander: “So…what’s it like dating Rytlock?”
Logan Thackeray: “Once I asked him for a glass of water while he was pissed at me, and he brought me a glass full of ice and said “wait”.”
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Shiverpeak Mountains - Lornar’s Pass - Might and Main Local #1: I’m in love. I thought it wouldn’t happen, but there it is. Local #2: Do you even have the energy for that? Local #1: Sure. Juggling a couple of males is easy.
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Anet needs to let us set Caithe and Sayeh Al Rajihd up on a date.
#murderwives
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Dawn Vice - And out of the mists, comes Death herself… July 20, 2018
Photo by Douglas Herring
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