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A Numenedain Templar prepares for the gathering of the Warband. "They call for my Tar and so we shall answer. . . I'll be damned if another people is displaced to these wretched beasts."

1. speed doesnt need to be reduced. Just emote exhaustion. Take breathers. this isn't a matter of balancing, this is a matter of RP quality. 2. Arbalests, crank crossbows, bolases, pilum... just be creative when you try take down a tin can! You need not rework the system so you can shoot them like how you shoot anyone else. Different situations call for different solutions. It should also be noted that any drawbacks for non-magical things can also apply to magic attacks as well in certain situations, depending on the magic at hand. 3. No. Just git gud or use throwables, lol Do it anyways, coward go against the CRP meta

Otellia Maiheiuh waves the paper around "SEE? SEE! RIGHT HERE! RIGHT THERE! I'M GOOD! I'M GOOD!" She points at her name with her tatted index finger multiple times. Declaring to no one around within the Rosethorn square. Looking once more at the codex, "Let's see if they will hurt me for a third time."

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Sofiele ponderes a singular question… ”He had more kids…?”

"Canonist forces will soon be initiating anti terrorist operations to bring down hokhmat and its silliness once and for all" brother ninnias nods "Not just going to kill the clown, kill the whole circus!"

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John, a white powder dusting his nose, squinted at the flier. "wuh . . . This stuff ist illegal!?"

*A voidal flame iluminates the haggered tome hidden away in a darker corners of the world. his eyes scanning over it a smile cracks on his face.* "A elders wisdom a teachers writing. I wonder were this believe will grow roots."

history repeats i put my prayers out to trapgodtrips amen.

Not one for taking all the credit Caspian had mentioned that serving Haense was its own reward, nonetheless an award had been placed in his lap, he was taken aback by it all and humbly accepted, though he was aware his brothers had aided in such, in fact the Royal Captain had decided to make something of a feast in honour of those whom had saved Yuri, at the tavern keeps expense! "I only live to serve" Is all he had replied to the Edict upon reading it. Ser Caspian would trudge off to continue his duties, with a slight smile brewing on his visage of such a gracious act, though one he knew he could not take full credit for, and had no intention of doing such.

The Haeseni HAUCHMETVAS is a symbolic celebration of a young woman's entrance into adulthood, stepping away from her years of childhood and officially making her mark within society. It is with joyous anticipation that the young lady, DUCHESS TATIYANA VAS RUTHERN has chosen to follow in the traditions of her ancestors of yore and host such a celebration for all Haeseni to attend. Familiar traditions of the Hauchmetvas will be observed by all in attendance, a ‘WREATH CEREMONY’ and ‘FIRST DANCE’, will be held amidst the merriment and the celebratory ‘BURNING OF AGE’ will be used to conclude the evening. Like many past celebrations, a theme has been selected, that being ‘LEDIZ AG BOGATYR’, calling upon the fabled story of Song of the Black and the ancient Raevir families. Guests of the Hauchmetvas are encouraged to familiarize themselves with the story and present themselves as any notable character from the tales. Come as brave a Lady Vlasta or the ruthless mercenary, Dragan Skullsplitter. Follow in the footsteps of the warrior Lady Mylah Nzechovich, or the Bogatyr Ratibor Skysent in all his skilled glory. Ladies of the evening may even find themselves dancing with a distinguished Karovic Prince, though whether it be Barbov or Kosav is up for them to interpret themselves. Throughout the duration of the celebration, decorative masks will be worn by guests in attendance and by the end of the evening will be removed, shedding away the character worn to reveal the Ledi or Bogatyr beneath the trickster disguise. Within the fabled celebrations, food and drink will be served as guests will be given an array of options of traditional Ruskan cuisine and drink. Music and dancing will be ongoing throughout the evening and for those who choose to wander throughout the imposing CASTLE MORTESKVAN, games will be held with individual prizes for those participating. The Ducal family of Ruthern invites all Haeseni and the Kingdom's allies within the walls of Morteskvan. Traditional rules of courtship regulations and courtly etiquette will be strictly imposed upon during the evening to ensure the merriment of the Hauchmetvas remains a joyous occasion. His Royal Majesty, KING IVAN VIII of HAENSE, and his royal pedigree @indiana105 His Grace, DUKE GAREN BARUCH of VALWYCK, and his noble pedigree @ferdaboy The Most Honorable, MARGRAVE HENRIK-OTTO LUDOVAR of KVASZ, and his noble pedigree @HogoBojo The Right Honorable, COUNT MIKHAIL COLBORN of MALKOVYA, and his noble pedigree @Kaladin Stormblessed The Honorable, VISCOUNT HENRIK AMADOR of ZVEZLUND, and his noble pedigree @critter The Honorable, VISCOUNTESS OFELIYA WEISS of NOVKURSAIN, and her noble pedigree @tadabug2000 Her Ladyship, BARONESS IRENA KORTREVICH of KORAVIA, and her noble pedigree @crazedpudding Her Ladyship, BARONESS ROSALIND VALKONEN of SZARGRAD, and her noble pedigree @CyyanTea His Lordship, BARON FYODOR KOVACHEV of KOVGRAD, and his noble pedigree @Radzig Her Ladyship, BARONESS GALINA GODUNOV of VERSKAYA, and her noble pedigree @esotericas His Lordship, Lorcan O’Rourke @Scourge Her Ladyship, Rezalisa Kovachev @UnBaed Lords, Karl & Seigmund Weiss @caschaos @SethWolf Her Ladyship, Emma Amador @sarahbarah Ser Caspian Colborn @Sandman_Plays His Lordship, Davyd Colborn @JuliusAakerlund Lord and Lady, Petyr & Maira Baruch @louislxix @Trinn Her Ladyship, Juliya Barclay @annabanana1014 Mister, Asif Thorson @TheBreak

Spuds read on. The moment he finished reading he ran out of his house and got on his faithful mastiff mount that quickly set off towards Norland nothing would stop his from candy and trinkets by his favorite sugar provider “ONWARDS BROWNIE! WE HAVE TO GET THERE BEFORE SHE RUNS OUT OF PIE AGAIN! MUSH MUSH!”

Issued Year 176 of the Second Age. Good people of Lurin! I, Domonic Snowell-Uialben am pleased to announce. That my charity has not been wasted! I have constructed a cave for all you alchemically enabled! With its opening we host a lab for basic alchemy, with more facilities to come! So apply for your permits, This lab is protected, and repaired. By yours truly. Signed Domonic Mik'ael Snowell-Uialben Prince of Lurin

A Beekeeper's Penitence A Summed-up Tale of a Revenant's Backstory In the "Year of the Sun" Eighteen Eighty-Four, an Olgerian Peasent was born into a decently wealthy family of Beekeepers and he was a giant. Parents Julia and Alexander Tegira welcome their third son, Damien, into the world. Both of Damien's Brothers, Mattias and Richter, are pleased to learn that their brother is a healthy young man. Little are they aware, their mother has just birthed a demon. Damien had a stunted mental growth when growing up, opting out of participating with his brothers in lessons and sermons at their local church, even at the behest of his parents. Damien was too interested in the family business, cultivating Bees, but that's not what he did all the time. Damien was also interested in magics and daemons, recreating figures described in books out of clay and scrap. The child also had issues with getting along with his brothers and normally fought regularly but it's mostly his brothers who are picking on him. It was Damien's birthday, his thirteenth if you will, and his family is preparing a feast with his friends and family but Damien is reluctant. Damien hasn't worked out his differences or his slurring with his family so he has been silent this entire time but responds in head nods and shakes. Damien wishes not to partake, due to his awkwardness and his scared feelings but instead work with the bees. After a bit of bickering from his brothers to his parents, Julia and Alexander agree to let Damien sit out his birthday but he doesn't get to eat their desserts they get. The boy was upset about this and began to throw and smash things around the house until his brothers tackled him to the ground. It ended up in a fight to where Damien, now armed with a large book, smashes one of the brothers over the head with it. Due to Damien's superior strength, it completely unwinded his brother, Mattias. Mattias was out cold and his parents were in shock as the boy's dad went to restrain Damien. Damien was dragged to the cellar to where he was kept for several weeks until his brother, Mattias, finally awoke. Though, Damien was immediately put back in at the behest of his brothers. The young Beekeeper was kept in the cellar for several months but managed to escape after a breaching of the cellar doors that led outside. Damien had went missing for several weeks after such and his parents were worried about him but his brothers were the opposite. Guards of the Royal Crown of Kozimor, a Sovereign state of Olgeria, began to search for the massive teenager at the request of his parents. Damien was hunted and continued to be for three years to no avail. One night, during a dark winter night, a loud crashing of wood and glass was heard. The Parents awoke to find their two sons missing and immediately fled the house to scrounge the guards. During the Morn, the parents were conspicuous about a local hound sniffing around their Bee columns. After approaching the dens, that were left untouched during the winter, the bodies of Mattias and Richter were found half-sunken into the ground with mud covering their bodies. The parents were left stunned and became hermits after losing their three sons in less than three years. Several other bodies were found stashed in their bee columns as well, but were mostly dead pests. The bodies of the boys and the pests were found similar, having large indents on their heads from blunt force trauma. A series of killings would take place in the lands of Kozimor, the bodies continuously found in the Bee gardens next to the Tegira residence. After a while of concluding evidence and pushing from Nobles, Princess Catherine Aarhaus III commanded for the arrest of Parents Julia and Alexander Tegira and ordered their executions. During the Spring of 1899, Julia and Alexander Tegira were hung in the square of Kozimor. After which, the killings have seemed to cease. In the Ports on the border of Olgeria, a murderous whoreson Apis Custos, is setting sail with dozens of beehives towards the lands of Aevos. Apis Custos would arrive fourty days later in Aevos, on 1901. A year and a quarter after his parent's execution.

Ayche sits by a river somewhere, fishing rod in hand. His warhammer's propped up against his camping supplies nearby. He's lived a fairly peaceful existence in the years since the end of the war and his retirement. His visit to Hohkmat the previous day was the first visit in many years. He's still deciding how he feels about it, truth be told. He'd known, at some level, that Hohkmat's system of conflict was unsustainable. You can't build a government based on infighting and dueling for positions and plotting - you just can't. Not one that lasts, anyway. The Age of Knowledge will bring stability. Stability will make Hohkmat a better place to live. But it might make things less interesting, too. In the centuries before Hohkmat, Ayche avoided any sort of involvement in government. He's never been the sort of mage who was content to sit in a tower, a library, a laboratory. There's one kind of life that appeals to him, and he realized he'd be able to find it in Hohkmat the first time he fought Lanre to a standstill in the dueling arena, all those years ago. Well, he's a wanderer now, and the war is over. Hohkmat isn't home for him anymore. Maybe it hasn't been since the war ended. It's home to plenty of others, though, and those people are in good hands with Faeryel. That will have to be enough. There's a tug on the line, a splash in the water. Ayche sets his thoughts aside. Dinner first. And then, maybe, he'll go find some trouble.

"Damn the darkspawn." An elfess would utter within the confines of her sisters laboratory, sharpening the blade of her war-axe. What blood will her weapon spill, the world may know soon enough. The heroic story of her aunt still fresh in the elfesses' mind. "Damn the dragonkin. Damn Azdromoth. Where's a spear when you need one?"

The dwarf read over this missive, his red eyebrow arched at the mention of Rah'tuma, "Heiress of Rah'tuma, huh?" He put the paper down, "Oh sweet Panya, the Pharaoh is goin' ta' be pissed."

𝕽𝖆𝖛𝖓 𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖆 𝖁𝖚𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫, 108 𝔅.𝔄 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔢𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔢 Ave and graze teu for taking the time to consider my electoral program. My name is Ravn Casemire Vuiller, a descendant of an ancient and noble lineage, steadfastly loyal to the crown of our beloved Regnum Balian for generations. Though not the youngest candidate, I bring a wealth of wisdom garnered over more than five decades spent abroad. I offer this accumulated knowledge to serve our kingdom diligently. Having achieved success in various fields, ranging from education since my youth to trade, I am well-prepared to contribute meaningfully to the governance of our realm. I, Ravn Casemira Vuiller, stand before you as a prospective Speaker of the Senate in the upcoming election. 𝔐𝔶 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔩 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 As Senator, my first action would be the establishment of a partially state-owned enterprise. This entity would harness our kingdom's resources from both below and above ground to benefit the northern regions, thereby enhancing our influence, prestige, and revenue. This initiative would create new employment opportunities, enabling ordinary citizens to invest their resources for profit and become trusted merchants. Let us transform our magnificent realm into a bustling trading hub. This is my vision, my mission as your potential Senator. I urge you to cast your vote for me, Ravn Casemira Vuiller, for a prosperous future for our people. Signed by Dona Ravn Casemira Vuiller

Verena would perk her brow at the missive, tugging on the arm of her brother with a light smile. "Ve must get the twins a bouquet for gutte luck." @preosky