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Tilruir'tir, no longer of Joma could do little to restrain the flood of emotion that overwhelmed him as Jack had passed in his arms. He was kin, through and through; from hours spent on watch in Luxem's Keep, to the escapades upon the Queen Dawn's Revenge throughout the years, now to Apotheosis and it's cruel machinations. He had set the young elf on the straight and narrow when direction was all he desperately sought. He had mentored him throughout the Inferic wars. He was instrumental to the Order; pivotal especially to Tilruir'tir. Now, with ordainment so unceremoniously wrought from Janus' agents, casting Jack to the wretched claws of time to draw his last, he found himself lost again.

No you can't, the plan is to start it with 3 grandfathers. It's been gone for long enough that it ought to just start over and be 'rediscovered' in rp. Also I started this rewrite like 6 months ago, I'm just lazy so it took me forever to finish it. Nothing to do with paladins.

personally for me? all my characters have been lucky, even when I was NL I never had any threats against my characters life at all, meaning that my characters go for a while and don't die a single time (unless in pvp, which most people do not count for obvious reasons)

For our side of the eventing,we has a few events that started at 8 or 9 pm local time. That was a nice change of pace. Thanks for the event line, it was a lot of fun to participate in, and all I can say is GG

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Heavily plate clattered through the palace halls as Dame Gwenyth slowly paced towards Queen's bedroom with Sybille in her arms. She was holding back tears, quietly mumbling to her friend as she forced the door open. Each step felt heavier than the last until Gwenyth reached the bed and slowly set her friend to rest, her eyes never leaving the late Queen's bloodied face. "Ea was supposed tae go first, vy fool," A broken laugh forced its way from her lips, and a hand quickly raised to cover her mouth as she fought back a sob. "Vy get vyr rest now, da? Ea've got vyr kids tae look after now," She leant down to pull Sybille's braid from beneath her head, carefully resting it over her shoulder. "Ea'll take mea time coming tae see vy again, Ea promise." "Nen, that isn't true. I told her to be safe," Ariadne stressed, jaw clenching as she looked to Hilda who held the unfortunate task of breaking the news to the Princess Royal of her own mother's passing. "My Imma has to be alright!" She cried out, sobs following soon after as she fell into what felt like an unending cycle of confusion and denial. For the next few days, Ariadne was rarely seen outside of Tuvia besides visiting her mother's body. The visit was short, though she was sure to say a final, "I love you, Imma."

happy pride!!

"The fruits of our labor are plentiful, this eve!" Alfred acclaimed with an elated grin. "Let our dynasty stand among Canondom for an eternity!"

muramir slaps his belly

Santana balks at not receiving an invitation! Regardless, she set off to find something for the couple.

Takemura pulls a lightstone out of his pocket. "Wariwari need more lightstones."

A Templar grew concerned about the onset in the horizon. She knew whatever had happened truly changed the shape of the world, its rules, and its destiny. It was a rare occurrence that often broke the cycle of stagnation. Alas, this was no good. Ruin would plague them all, and while she had little to no involvement in the conflict, she had to rise and defend her home at all costs and ensure her people shall not suffer from this. Soon after, she raised her weapon and lofted her voice unto her pupil. "Fetch your weapons, clad in your armor. Be on guard. Ruin has arrived." @Heart_Spam

after thinking about this for a little bit I want to come back and explain why I dont like 2 emote bows of any kind, even if they operate more as magic casting mechanics I think something we aren't really considering here is that unlike magic, bows are completely unrestricted in almost, if not every area other than emote counts. mages have mana and can only cast on a limit, archers can have an infinite quiver. magic is restricted and self-regulated, bows are accessible to anybody who wants one. mages cannot wear full plate, archers can wear full plate and wield a bow on top of a heavy hitting melee weapon, and the fact that a hit by an arrow is guaranteed to do severe damage no matter where it strikes the body. I definitely don't think we can simply apply an emote system designed for magic to the common bow weapon without tweaking it I'd be much more forthcoming to 2 emote bows if they were in turn nerfed in other areas, such as restricting the amount of arrows that one can carry, adding a "cooldown" for x amount of arrows shot that would be described as your character's arm tiring out and needing to rest, etc. if the issue here is really just fire rate, then people shouldn't have a problem with those other areas being nerfed, otherwise bows will become the absolute meta no matter what kind of weapon an encounter might demand

Young Pinion, instilled with the quintessence of passion and drive, had been dwelling over his plans for almost a year now. Some sort of evil laugh came from the young Ker as he took the extensive plans from his desk and sprinted off into the dark.

Marjorie Falkner loving looked at her new friend Aqua.

"Just like that poor man that had 'Ave Haense' carved on his corpse..." would take a deep breath leaving the missive on the table "I hope no one is dumb enough to fall for it."

William had spent a week listening to the citizens, who wanted to honor Nicolas with a statue in his name. After all, Nicolas spent years serving this city unconditionally, never keeping anything for himself. He made the city bloom into its current gorgeous and serene state. As William read the missive, expecting most of what was written, except one line... He gasped as he read it aloud: "You didn't need to drop all your titles and nobility!" Shocked and admiring Nicolas's humble and selfless service. His admiration grew even more.

The grand-master watched from afar, hidden beneath a veil of snow as his pupil-to-be completed his climb.

A Haeseni Amador sets off to look for the rabbit, grumbling about something along the lines of "-the cruelty of involving innocent animals..."

The mentioned Robert I of Haense scratched his head in the seven skies at the clear revisionist history. "I sent a patrol to Arberrang to have them provoke them, knowing full well of their allegiance to the Rurics. I and Cassius knew that the heretics couldn't stop themselves from taking the bait. When the remaining men returned to Haense war was called, no man broke through walls, nor were citizens killed... to think one of our grandest strategic ploys would be twisted so." He shook his head and wondered who had spouted such nonsense to the later generations. "The larger Haeseni force prepared in Markev sallied out to meet the raiders and that was that, defeat at their own folly--war most just and right. We beat them blue and for my strategy I was awarded their territories."

"Shut and continue nailing message to message-board." The doctor then makes a speedy getaway before being arrested for not paying rent for the past 5 years again.

Me on my way to counter eminents by putting by putting random objects in their mouths. For people interested here is my top 10 of eminent countering objects. 10 - A smelly orcish owned sock 9- Cactus Green Brownies 8- Krugtucky fried chicken 7- Cupcakes but exclusively made with out of date ingredients. 6- Spam 5- A brick. Just a random brick. 4- Flour- it doubles as a smokescreen 3- A cactus for extra damage 2- A live fish 1- A copy of the canonist scrolls. Checkmate, voidal NERDS.

THE PASSING OF QUEEN CATHERINE I Atstana de Regne Petrère 123 Upon the 10th day of Tobias' Bounty, 1979 Issued and averred by Their Majesties And the office of TO ALL THE LANDS OF AEVOS The Dual Crowns are solemn to announce the passing of Catherine Arabella I, Queen of the Petra, and Monarch of the Heartlands. After a dutiful reign of thirty-one years, Her Majesty spent the final years of her life battling a wasting illness, and in the care of her loving children. She is called now to be at rest in the Skies, after the great duty and sacrifice she endured in life. The reign of Catherine I can be illustrated by the two monikers she was known by– The Little Queen, and the War Queen. Crowned at a young age after the abdication of her grandmother, Renilde of the Petra, Catherine Arabella was quick to pick up a mantle of heavy responsibility. She immersed herself in the duties of statecraft alongside her Regent, not willing to be unprepared for the day she would rule as sovereign. It would be before she even turned the age of fourteen that the Commonwealth of the Petra would be plunged into the fires of war, after suffering attempted subjugation, banditing, kidnapping and raids at the hand of their close neighbor. Catherine I, even as a child, would not take the abuse of her people lying down. It was the unbreaking resolve of their young Queen that pushed many of her people to take up arms, and under her banner, the Commonwealth of the Petra won victory upon victory in defense of their homeland. Catherine I was coronated and married in the charred St. Edmond´s Abbey, refusing to diminish her rule even in the face of atrocity. She entered the decade-long battle as a child, and exited it as a woman, becoming the mother of six children over the years that marked the end of the war. Her rule after the Covenant War’s end was characterized by reconstruction, having rebuilt the knightly order of the Petrine Laurel, and reformed the office of the Chancellor. The greatest achievement of her post-war rule was the founding of the Heartlander Confederation, born of a dream of prosperity and stability for her people. After years of ceaseless work to ensure the stable inception of the Confederation, Catherine I was struck by an illness that slowly left her bedridden. Though her children, husband, and closest council worked diligently to ensure her health, her strength gradually ebbed. The War Queen, however, would not be fated to pass quietly in her chambers. When the life of her heir was put under threat, Catherine I, in her sickened state, agreed to a duel of honor. She struck down her foe, before the Queen succumbed to her ailing health and wounds. Catherine Arabella is to be succeeded by her youngest daughter, Adalia Morgana Temesch of the Petra. Until Adalia I reaches the age of her coronation, Petra’s crown will go into a state of regency under her father, Prince-consort August Alcaeus. A funeral shall be held to commemorate the life and deeds of Catherine I, in St. Edmond´s Abbey within the city of Vallagne. All are invited to grieve, to pray, and to share memory with the people of the Petra in this time of great mourning. [OOC: Thursday the 6th, 4pm EST] Her Royal Majesty, Adalia I, Queen of the Petra, Princess of Abrana, Marquise de Val d’Estenou, Duchess of Valfleur, Countess of Temesch, Torm Marian, and Moere, Viscountess of Mies, Baroness of Garmont, Vallagne-en-Petra, Eagles Peak, Brasca, Hrenthorne, Resmore, and of the Phoenixspire His Apostolic Majesty, John I, by the Grace of GOD, Apostolic King of Aaun, Prince of Alstion, Duke of Vienne, the Lowlands, Balemena and Corazon, Count of Whitespire, Enswerp, Florentine and Talentine, Baron of Blanchet and Virdain, Protector of the Realm His Excellency, Atticus Reinhold “The Lightkeeper”, Grand Speaker of the Heartlands, Count of Anairgrid, Viscount of Stormont, Baron of Raònoir, Knight of the Petrine Laurel, Chapter of Rapids

VE MARIAN KURSAIN THE MARIAN RETINUE EA SZALMAR TER MZIDER Issued by the HOCHMEISTERS On the 10th day of Gronna ag Droba of 532 E.S. As Stanislaw levied his blade, it was not by virtue of his own strength that the old Bogatyr held it. No; for he had lived a great many years, and fought a great many battles. From the Coup of Lahy, where his King Barbov was usurped from his throne, to the Battle of Azen Plains that restored him to it, Stanislaw could not begin to count the dead - both by his own hand, and those at this side. And so it was that he knew, with each stroke of his blade, they were watching. His friends. His foes. They watched to see what became of their deaths, and the mantle of their sacrifice rested upon his shoulders. Knowing that, he would never falter. THE SONG OF THE BLACK THE MARIAN RETINUE HAS STOOD SOME TWO CENTURIES, FORMED BY DECREE OF THE GOOD KING MARIUS, SECOND OF HIS NAME. These warriors of fierce repute are drawn from steelforged second sons, daring daughters, and those most eminent streltsy raised to honour for the deeds. Regardless of their birth, all pledge unyielding loyalty to the Dual-Kingdom and the storied line of Barbov. It was not long since past that the Marian Retinue sat aside the Order of the Crow at their great table. And then in tandem, that they might each fulfill their own noble role in defence of the Kingdom of Sigismund. Now, in the 531st year since the Ascension, with the great revival of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl, is the Marian Retinue expanded, and the good Order of the Crow laid reverently to rest. Here follows a recounting of the reformation of the Marian Retinue, that all who consider it may look upon its banner with pride, or in fear. THE MARIAN RETINUE A Knighthood in Hanseti-Ruska is a most noble title earned and kept, and do all who wear it stand as equals; with no man held above another but for the wisdom he speaks or the strength of his swordhand. The Marian Retinue serve first at the behest of the crown, namely the reigning monarch(s) and their issue. Secondarily, should the Lord Palatinate and Aulic Council believe themselves in need, the Knights of the Marian shall serve expressly as their agents by extension of the crown’s authority. Otherwise, they shall act independently upon the merit of their own will in defence of the realm and the expansion of its glory. The title of ‘Knight Paramount’ shall be afforded to the most sage and senior member of the Order, provided they survive the storied Drowning of the Blades. It is they who shall attend to the maintenance of ‘Ve Laurya Kossar’ or ‘Knight’s atlas’, in which is contained all the deeds of knights living and dead, for so long as the Sers have stood. Unlike Orders of ages past, the Knight Paramount holds no true power over their brothers save for the prestige they bear. Command shall be determined as decided amongst themselves, or through the Crown and Aulic Council in accordance with the mission at hand, where might the most fitting warrior assume command of that which they are best suited. Distinct from the Order of the Crow; squires, pages and the like have no formal role amongst the retinue, though those knights of fair hand are well encouraged to take up their service. That the kingdom’s youth might one day learn, through practice at arms and histories and dutiful service to assume the place of their forebears. In this, noble scions might take up such common duties of squirehood such as the care of arms and armour, heraldry and general assistance amongst another of the realm’s great warriors. THE ROLE OF A KNIGHT Above all, the Marian Retinue stand as those foremost agents of the Crown, chiefly responsible for the well-being of the royal family and by extension, the enforcement of their will. Their duties might well encompass any aspect of the governance of the realm, be it diplomacy, command, or in more menial pursuits such as tax collection and the keeping of the peace. As well as their service to the crown, any fair knight ought to be expected to amass tales of personal triumph. No man is as fearsome in the lists as the winged knights of the Marian, nor amongst the lairs of darkspawn and devilry that plague the Kingdom of Sigismund. As guardians of the Edlervik, each knight shall be afforded a small parcel of land in which to shepherd and defend. Most commonly, towers in a fashion of the margravates of old, that they might stand vigilant upon the outer reaches of the realm or the farms and farrows at its heart. TO BECOME A KNIGHT Any trueborn Haeseni, bar those who stand to inherit land and title, might by the strength of their will ascend to knighthood amongst the Marian Retinue. Those of the nobility may be presented to the Crown at court by the heads of their house; for should their noble blood and pedigree prepare them for the charge of squirehood. The honour of knighthood is open as well to those of common blood, who have been recognized by the Crown and Aulic Council to have displayed great deeds and brave heroics in proof of the value of their character. The valour of a Marian must be proven beyond all doubt. Following their nomination, all aspirants must undertake the knightly Trial of the Bogatyr, laid upon them in court by the Crown and its most esteemed Oracle. An aspirant shall undertake a grueling quest, often into foreign lands, and by tradition must bear the cursed scabbard of Stanislaw, said to bring about great misfortune. Such an adventure may constitute a hunt for a great beast, the retrieval of some storied artifact, a service to an allied realm, or the destruction of the enemies of the Crown. Should they succeed, the aspirant must face a final trial; dubbed the ‘Iborwald’ or known to most simply as the trial of Slavomir, in which one’s own prospective comrades in the Marian Retinue shall turn on them with sword in hand. Provided they survive such an endeavor and acquit themselves with dignity, the aspirant shall be knelt before the Crown by their brothers, that they might swear the honoured Oath of the Bogatyr.

Ornella sadly had never met her Aunt Firentia, however, she was saddened by her passing. She wasn't sad for herself, or mourning the relationship she had never had. She was sad for her grandfather - who just lost his daughter and for her other Aunts and Uncles who just lost their sister.