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[holly_evolving]

I'm sore, I'm tired, and I'm happy.

For those of you who need it cleared up:
Tristan popped twice. She was raised as a zombie by a Kravynn, and then summoned as a spirit servant by Vail. The song I was singing on the battlefield is the Ballad of Evermoore by Elric Taleweaver. I was hoping to give the town a morale boost. I have no idea if that worked. Tristan will be a laborer for another 35 in-game hours, barring disaster.

Woo Hoo Church of Karthis! The new church, which shall be referred to by me as the Reformed C o K, is officially titled The Path of the Betrayed Disciple.

"Hey Morgo! Wanna join the revolution?"
"Yeah!"

I'm in the pawn shop. I have grown to detest the smell of money.

Partying with the King this Saturday. It's Fox's birthday. Somewhere, Barrett's Privateers are putting to sea. Silly privateers.

I weigh 149 lbs. I broke the 150 mark! So yes, Amy, I did lose weight. Thanks for noticing.

Platypus

Comments

Re: aww

[holly-evolving.livejournal.com]

While I very much appreciate the compliment (the more the better, I love to be loved) I'm a perfectionist. I certainly don't feel bad about the way I look now, but I know how good I look at 130. Plus, with my back and knee problems, extra weight is a physical issue.

And you're pretty damn hot yourself. You don't need me to make you look good, you're doing fine on your own.

How bout those Valkyries?