Reimian Empire Auto-translated

I think it's because of the excitement; I've also started sleeping worse.

Nysha is to blame again.

Actually, my game mode completely messed up, specifically during an expedition. However, it often glitches for other reasons as well. But in this case, the expansion is definitely to blame!

I'm fine with the game mode. That's why I don't participate much in the expedition.

Oh, that’s a shame. I had a similar issue starting in September (I couldn’t sleep because of constant leg pain, and painkillers barely helped), and it’s only in the last week that I’ve more or less gotten back to my normal sleep schedule. So,

get some rest and come back.

, the expansion can wait.

Damn expansion!
Waiting for the tournament :c

If someone took that long to choose socksor pants, we would have already started playing!

/And that's it!!

Halmeldir was pleased with his victories in the tournament, but recently, his thoughts have been occupied by something else. He found it strange that Sonata had taken the lead of the empire. He had nothing against her, but according to tradition and the people's attitude towards the ruler, the throne should have been inherited by one of the sons. He found it hard to believe that the king could go against everything that the empire's power had been built on for centuries. This situation troubled the elf, although he certainly couldn't do anything about it, and there was no reason to, so all that remained was to continue living in the new world that the new power promised. For now, he tried to focus on the battles, especially since the next fight was against the familiar Alaria, which evoked mixed emotions.

In winter, I wear at least 4 pairs of socks, and 3 of them must be woolen.

In winter, I wear one pair of ski pants over my dresses.

Above? :O

On top of that, when I reach my destination (for example, at work), I put on a little striptease, revealing my legs.

My routine is constantly getting messed up. The most interesting thing is that when my mood is deeply negative, after half an hour of sobbing, I fall asleep quite quickly. But when my mood is at 0 or—OH WONDER OF WONDERS—in the positive, I can't fall asleep for hours. Apparently, my body has become so unaccustomed to a human state that it wants to prolong it as long as possible to manage to do something supposedly useful.

On the surface. And at the destination (for example, at work), I put on a little striptease, revealing my legs.

I demand a web broadcast on Skype.

I demand a live stream on Skype.

Just to be disappointed?

You know what Arandor says? It's better to try and be disappointed than not to try and regret it for the rest of your life.