#old rpg

Putain, le monde de Chrono Trigger c’est vraiment le monde qu’on ne veut jamais oublier.

PERIERUNT-STELLARUM-RP

Year 1978. The halls of Hogwarts were eerily quiet. Surprisingly, all the students seemed to be in their common rooms. Some asleep, some awake. Some studying for exams, some playing Wizard’s Chess. None of them paying attention to the strange cracking noises coming from outside. It wasn’t until the loud commotion of the doors being blasted open, the sound of the teachers hurriedly bustling about, that any of the students started to pay attention.

                                               “Hogwarts is no longer safe.”

Who would make it out safe? Could anyone truly be trusted? The time had come to pick a side….

                                                   *****

Now Hogwarts is closed and no one knows if it will be reopened.

Black eyes that once were brown, A stranger is coming for the crown. Asking questions, telling lies, They waited for the Angel's demise.Fire from the north, a breeze from the west, The Island is failing all those who are left. A darkness is coming, there's nowhere to run, There's no goodness left, the damage has been done.

Black eyes that once were brown, A stranger is coming for the crown. Asking questions, telling lies, They waited for the Angel's demise.Fire from the north, a breeze from the west, The Island is failing all those who are left. A darkness is coming, there's nowhere to run, There's no goodness left, the damage has been done.

Black eyes that once were brown, A stranger is coming for the crown. Asking questions, telling lies, They waited for the Angel's demise.Fire from the north, a breeze from the west, The Island is failing all those who are left. A darkness is coming, there's nowhere to run, There's no goodness left, the damage has been done.