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A ranger and beast tamer themed after The Wild Hunt, Gwyn ap Herne is a stubborn and fearless hunter who lives for the thrill of a hardwon fight...
It was a mercy that the attack had been meant for her, seeing Joen fly back. He'd taken quite the hit for a newer player, but thankfully it was on...
She was sweating and that was gross, but Gwyn was also absolutely helpless to do jackshit about it and she knew it. Her gloves were going to be...
She scoured the entrance to the cave as they approached, keeping low and nearing on a crouch with the curve of her back. With slow purpose, she...
http://spherical.link/terrarp/data/avatars/l/0/226.jpg?1514692058GwynNo worries, Rutledge. I don't need any of your gold or land. You get me a...
http://spherical.link/terrarp/data/avatars/l/0/226.jpg?1514692058GwynThey've been going fine. Everything's an improvement on cages and courts. One...
Being correct was usually a rather uplifting feeling, but this time it was a very physical haul downwards. Her knees hit the rough ground as the...
Her breath caught painfully at the single word she heard with perfect clarity from the other side of the door that divided them. Kyupin's plea...
Her new found companion didn't seem to care overmuch for her investigative means. Gwyn snorted in amusement at his squeamish reaction. At least...
Gwyn swung a leg over the saddle and dropped her boots to the packed earth, taking care not to get caught in the stirrup with eyes on her. Paradis...
Their eyes had locked for a moment, but her muzzle hadn't been the more insulting of the actions in the eyes of the beast it appeared. To be fair,...
It wasn't often these days that Gwyn found herself south of Stokbon. She had found greater dangers to the newer, northern regions and she had more...
Gwyn was decently sure that she could feel the individual years of her life tick away like grains of sand through an hourglass with every...
Gwyn's eyes widened when she caught sight of Cain's face. He looked haggard in that moment, half throttled to death by the altitude but recovering...
The wind tore at the fur-lined cloak thrown over her armor as she took a steady-footed stance after her roll. She cut her gaze across to the bard...
My city now.
The ranger hissed out an exhale as the magic hung for a moment in air, echoing in the space around him. With the fading of his voice, the spell...
Gwyn did her best to keep one ear to the ground for rumors and tales of problem beasts, fantastical monsters, and those with ill intent. There was...
Sabine instinctively jerked to stand and help not-Harveste when she fell from her own seat, but the other apparent player beating her to it wasn't...
