Will be born on Sunday, the 20th. (:

The birth will take place at the Twin Gods' hill, and the fawn will be born around 7 p.m. ( My timezone is Europe/ Oslo on this converter, if you need to convert the time. )
Everyone is welcome to be there, and personally I don't care much about everyone keeping their distance but as Verdalas has pointed out in a comment below; Walter is probably going to be rather protective so no one should do anything stupid. x'D
All I ask is that we all keep calm even if a stranger happens to wander a bit too close to the birth place. I don't want anyone to gang up on someone who doesn't know what's going on, I want this to be a nice and calm event. :')

So, hope to see you guys there! n_n

Thank you so much everyone. :')
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My Fawn had fun today

First, my fawn was sad, because yesterday my fawn argued with another fawn, then another deer came and started rubbing its head against my fawn, then another deer came and we all had fun Then two fawns came, my fawn ran of to the statue, came back, my fawns pelt was white, changed a sleeping deer's pelt to white then we all started laughing (the emote thing in the game), then I ran and changed my fawn's pelt to red, went back, and the two deers and my fawn started laughing.

(My fawn's getting boring, lets just say I, me, my..)

When the red pelt was gone, I turned my pelt to red, put roses on, went back and started dancing again.

Then I turned the game off, came on here and made this

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Hello.

I just wanted to tell my friends: I am inactive lately and can rarely get to the game. Because I have school that lately steals most of my time. Also, the internet is very slow in this area, so it's hard to play in some hours. However, as I can, I'll try to bring back my characters in-game and continue their story.

Please, said the mocking pheasant
As the shackles tore and laughed, clink clank
The stone walls crumpled with mirth and sniggered
Leaving a shamed face hung in misery
As a mirror image stared back at him and grinned

It grinned, he saw, it smiled and jeered
Pleaded to make him blush and sought to break him
A soldier may not disobey an order, and though he
was no soldier, it was just the same
Authority overrides pride.

Wh-tshh! Searing, beautiful pain!
Broken.

[=crimson]It seems the magic of this forest is growing mischevious again.

It is funny that it should take an odd occurance such as this to entice me to write again. It has been some time, and there have been events worth notation.
Hnn... I fear my memory may be slipping. I can not place the events or times lately.

There have been a few reunions in these recent days. Faces I have not seen in easilly over a year have returned to common view. Bastilion had appeared briefly for a few words and some appreciated time and company. Archelius has returned once more from his nomadic travels, and made the decision to remain for a much longer stay. I have recently encountered the Priest as well. And of course, one who had not been seen since his most vulnerable days had returned from his own travels. Loki, you still must meet your brother.

Hnn. Of course, what is one of these writings without mentioning the enemy? Again his family is growing. How much longer until this forest's genetic pool is so consumed with their blood that all will be one another's sibling in a land much like the hives of the wasps?
Some time ago I noticed the soul of my enemy had been returned from Osias's captivity. Along with his soul, came those of a few more. One I do not know, and two within that blue rat.

Hnn... father, I know you would shun such a description of one of those you once encouraged me to embrace. Centuries have passed however, and the ways of does have long since changed. This one in particular no longer deserves the respect given to others.

Naturally, I felt compelled to finally break my silence with those abominations. I gave them 'regards' and traded a few words before battling my foe for what must have been the first time in perhaps one or two years. I would say it felt good to break from the tensions and caus bloodshed once more, but I soon found myself battling three on one as Wesker recieved backup support.
Such cowardice.

Xiar was starting to learn more about the forest as he slowly grew, mimicing the actions of the older stags he learned to throw spells at other deer. Enjoying it so much Xiar spent most of the day prancing around and throwing mask and antler spells at any deer that he thought might want to play too. Of course he didn't think at the time that some deer might like their antlers the way they are. Luckely he also learned that adults could return to the form they liked so he continued to play his little game of antler and mask tag. He enjoyed the new game so much that he even cast spells on deer that slept, giggling to himself at what would happen when they awoke.



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:3 isn't he just a mistufus playful fawn???