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Could I get some help with my character's mugshot? Image editing isn't really my thing.

If you give us the mugs you want to frankenstein into your own, sure?

:3

Although I'm going to sacrifice SEF and make it even more advanced before I head into sci-fi again. Prolly after FEFMain and Gaiden both finish.

"Good. Guards!" One of the soldiers opened the door and peeked in.

"Release the rest of new captives, and bring them here. Tell Stork to make some warm food for our 'guests'." The soldier nodded softly and closed the door again, while Manna looked into Gregor's eyes.

"You don't sound really confident about your friends. Any of them holding a particular grudge against my peo- oh why I'm asking, you're all Meneleans. relationship betwen our countries was never the best..." He crossed his arms on his chest, pondering.

@rest:

Charlotte could hear someone speaking with the guards, and then some hurried steps. The grate-door was opened, and she and the rest of prisonrs could see that three soldiers stood outside.

"You guys, Lord Mannan wants to see you. No tricks and funny moves." With that, they stood out of the way, but kept their hands on the weapons.

Quote from: SeriousConcentrate on June 11, 2013, 05:58:51 am

So I decided to do the dumb thing at 4:00 AM and knock out Foster's bio/mugshot tonight instead of just go to bed. So now it's 6:00 AM and I'm going to go to bed. Later.

"Have fun chatting!"

"What a hunk. I don't see a wedding ring on that finger..."

"That's because I still have to buy it for him. Maybe I will get him a collar, fancy hero cape, and a bracelet with my name, instead. Rings are so last century..."

"I didn't name it, but it is my friend. At least I do have some friends, compared to you, miss healer. And what's wrong with mouses? They are cute and fuzzy."

"What if I offered you the position of 'chief advisor in matters pretaining to Prixima Kesselring.' What do you think, too lengthy of a title? Your knowledge about the castle and people inside could prove valuable when we make another attack at the lair of that witch. Of course, I would take your friends into my ranks as well."

Mannan let out a hum, and after a while, he rubbed his hands.

"Well then, you're free to go. I hope you find yourself quickly accustomed to harsher weather, less varied food and to less equal standing in the army. But before I let you go, just one more quick question: tell me where do you see yourself in Berebia?"