Someone once told me not to bite off more than I can chew. I told them I'd rather choke on greatness than nibble on mediocrity.
No roleplay is quite the same, no matter how many times we use the same plot. Each one presents a new challenge, a new adventure.
Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world
Lord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees
In the center of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head
Mangled hands, naked eyes
Fanged snakes his soul line
Curled inside like textured sin
Bloody, curdled sheets for skin
In the center of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead