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Conquest 2008

Well, I've finalised the character list for ...the sound of pigeons on the Champs-Elysées.

Some of the descriptors may change as I work on them, but the actual list of who's who should remain the same. Some people have standing character requests, and some others have already told me their character requests. Anyone else, let me know what you want, that way you can prepare your costuming.

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emilyjane
Feb. 6th, 2008 09:36 pm (UTC)
I'm playing in A ... recommendations?
halloranelder
Feb. 6th, 2008 11:35 pm (UTC)
Hmm...

Not sure.

Currently we have unbooked in that session:
Florimel (Social butterfly)
Coral (Married to Luke, in love with Merlin, has the Jewel of Judgement implanted in her eye, nice girl)
Morgaine (Native of Corwin's Shadow)
Rhanda (Shroudling, her people live in the mirrors)
Sand (Delwin's sister, very protective of him)

Let me think about it. What sort of character do you want to play?
emilyjane
Feb. 8th, 2008 09:21 pm (UTC)
I'm really not fussed, I'll play whatever gets thrown at me. :D Coral sounds sweet, or Rhanda or Morgaine.
halloranelder
Mar. 18th, 2008 06:05 am (UTC)
Hi there,

I had you pencilled in as Morgaine, but notice you aren't signed up any more for Session A. Are you still playing?
emilyjane
Mar. 18th, 2008 06:49 am (UTC)
Sadly no, last minute timetable shuffling means I'm not able to play it any more. Which is pouty. I can't imagine you having any problems finding a replacement.

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