Vote tally - Vir Animi Fracti (Warhammer Fantasy)
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[X] …into shifting dark eddies, seeking to try its hands at all new conjurations with the material.
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[X] A tome, titled An Immodest Treatise on The Path to Qhaysh. The human wizards seem to have yet to notice it.
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[X] Plan Forest Ranger
-[X] …of life, who kept what was stolen from perishing while a way was found.
-[X] …into the savage wilds, tearing it into a new habitat and away from nurturing hands.
-[X] A woman draped in rugged green clothing, tracking younger races as they encroach upon her forests.
-[X] A haggard woman, broad shouldered with a warrior's build. Raven hair cascades down your shoulders, unkempt though it may be, and piercing grey eyes stare back at you. You possess a more savage beauty than most elves. You also seem to be older, more scarred and worn.
-[X] A weapon, of finest quality, undoubtedly made by elves due to the fine Eltharin script which tell the saga of an elf who, in ancient times, taught a Norsan Tribe of the Elven Gods, and turned them from the path of Chaos.
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[X] …of the mists, which obscured the bounty from all others.
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[X] A haggard woman, who…well, by human standards, you would be old. But by elven ones, you are a teenager. Your auburn curls could definitely use brushing, and you can feel the hellish tangle they're in. You are, however, possessed of a delicate beauty. Like porcelain. Unfortunately, it is the sort of beauty that's still deciding if it wants to become mature curves or stay demure cuteness.
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[X] A dwarf, one who resides in the frozen north, who might yet listen to an elgi if they pass trials set before them.
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[x] A woman draped in rugged green clothing, tracking younger races as they encroach upon her forests.
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[X] A haggard woman, broad shouldered with a warrior's build. Raven hair cascades down your shoulders, unkempt though it may be, and piercing grey eyes stare back at you. You possess a more savage beauty than most elves. You also seem to be older, more scarred and worn.
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[X] …of the forge, where it was girded against the world once more.
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[X] A human who is girded in Hysh, yet stained deep by chaos, his duplicity hidden.
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[X] A haggard woman, who is neither tall nor short, neither slim nor broad. You are the definition of 'average looking.' For an elf, at least. Brown hair, cut short, frames your face. Even in apparent physical age, you are perfectly middling.
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[X] A woman crackling with dark arcane power, who nonetheless makes a daring exodus to eastern climes where she may yet get away from her ancient mistress.
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[X] …of life, who kept what was stolen from perishing while a way was found.
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[X] …into the savage wilds, tearing it into a new habitat and away from nurturing hands.
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[X] dwarf elgi
-[X] …of the forge, where it was girded against the world once more.
-[X] …into shifting dark eddies, seeking to try its hands at all new conjurations with the material.
-[X] A dwarf, one who resides in the frozen north, who might yet listen to an elgi if they pass trials set before them.
-[X] A haggard woman, broad shouldered with a warrior's build. Raven hair cascades down your shoulders, unkempt though it may be, and piercing grey eyes stare back at you. You possess a more savage beauty than most elves. You also seem to be older, more scarred and worn.
-[X] A suit of ithilmar chain with a breastplate, which seems to bear some sort of subtle enchantment.
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