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  2. Great story! Thank you for sharing. It's encouraging, as a newer player, to hear a "rags to riches" story like this.
  3. Greetings in Gold Within the wilds of the realm, near heartlands and haunted human lands, a shrine of bone and ruined stone rested. Acting as a place of communion for the lost, and curious. Rumors on the wind, from ghosts to ghouls, whispered an offer to the curious and crude. A hymn, acting as a gilded offer, for those who wished to refine their very crafts and skills. Wanderers far and wide all seek something Some desire riches, more than they will use in their single lifetime Some seek power, yet lack a vessel worthy of claiming such While others seek knowledge, that which even the wise warn against. So, why not claim it all? Strike a deal, make a bargain, trade with the greatest traders of them all After all, coin is just as valuable as a corpse.
  4. A wonderful system! I've adopted it ever since I was introduced to it in my early days of Vailor. I've adapted the style to a lot of more fantastical and supernatural-themed builds, and I find that its general style can be used for just about any kind of build. Thanks Luky! I hope you're doing well!
  5. good read made me reflective of the wlands community I was lucky to be apart of in 2017
  6. show me to me please rachel

  7. ((As Aditional info!)) The dark elf clan is located in Vikela and is larger then just those mentioned, thats just the closest family! If you have any questions feel free to dm jaslawonon Or hk1058 about it thru discord, or contact us in game thru the ooc names given above
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  9. "Usurper and a liar. She has no right to call herself Atmorice nor Fennic with her voidal taint." The Court Alchemist of Celia'nor spoke to the metalic raven on his shoulder as he stood in the forge. Placing the missive down to work on some new weapon. Hammer strike after strike ring the yellow hot metal. "The Prince was foolish to be deceived by a farce snake's words. Nay. A worm. I do hope the young Prince will grow wiser from this.."
  10. It should be against the rules to destroy them without an interaction 😡
  11. You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) "You know as kind as you might be, a wise woman once told me never to talk to strangers".
  12. Alfred, Erwin's father grins with pure elation as his, and Siegmund's plans finally come to fruition.
  13. A Recount of the Nuptials of Lord Erwin and Lady Siegmunda 3rd of the First Seed, 1977 Written by MARLENE OF MERRYWEATHER The Principality of Reinmar and the March of Velen have long been Waldenien cousins, sharing a common culture, language, and history. Recently, the March of Velen expressed a desire to strengthen their ties with Reinmar through marriage. As a result, Erwin Barclay, the eldest son of Alfred I, and Siegmunda von Reuss, the daughter of Siegmund I, were to be wed. The wedding was a modest affair, attended only by immediate family members from both sides. The bride was traditionally escorted down the aisle by her father, the Margrave, and the ceremony took place in the Tempel der Waldenisches Martyrer, officiated by Father Matthias. The wedding ceremony concluded with a buss exchanged by the couple, followed by applause from the small gathering. This was accompanied by the customary exchange of a dowry between the Waldenic families. SIGNED, His Royal Highness, Alfred I, GMSTSR ROKSG, Prince in Reinmar and of Sutica, Duke of Reinmar, Count of Freimark and Kretzen, Baron of Madvon and Freising, Lord of Sankt Johannsburg, Freisburg, Wilheburg, Rozenfeld, Erwinsburg and Neuberg, High Chief of the Reinmaren His Excellency, Siegmund I, RKTVOOBE, ROKSG, Margrave of Velen, Count of Cantal, Viscount of the Aschenwald, Baron Mons Velena, Alsace, and the Arentania, Lord of Kostritz, Patriarch of the House von Reuss, Elector of Velen, Protector of the Aschenwald peoples, Vice-Chancellor of Aaun His Lordship, Erwin Barclay Her Ladyship, Siegmunda of Velen
  14. "This is what Vytrek would have wanted. Good work Zalerya" Speaks a distant 'fenn.
  15. what a positive post. brightened my day. just a small insight into simplyseo's bloomingly positive brain.
  16. Two eyes rested onto the missive as the exhausted Iva read. In the past, rage would've filled the youngster's veins. Righteous, blood-thirsty ire, directed to that family member which knifed it's kin in the back. Though Iva merely sighed, vindicated. As if released from the turmoil of suspicion, Iva finally had justification for their distrust. "I was right not to trust her" remarked Iva through their later morning trainings to Aldous "She DID attempt to harm Adelia, as I thought." clarified the fennic reject. "I consistently see what is to come, yet I am never given audience"
  17. REQUEST COMPLETED. By this point, you should already have your Map Art. If you haven't received it or believe this to be a mistake, please contact Community Management.
  18. "I should have listened to my advisor's, Seems valindra was right about you Zalerya" Adelia would scoff giving a light chuckle as she would read over the missive while drinking her afternoon tea before tossing it in the fireplace beside her "I suppose i have to make a written response now" the 'fenn would lament picking up her quill and some parchment
  19. "Who is this Ser Pants you are talking about?" Raziel inquired from his favorite third cousin twice removed.
  20. [!]From the tundra of the Aevosian north arrives a missive, its copies distributed haphazardly across the city of Celia’lin. ON SERPENTS AND FALSE CLAIMANTS Published this 10th of Snow’s Maiden, 181 S.A. . . .To the so-called “Atmorices” of Celia’nor, their self-proclaimed Archon, and, respectfully, to the Principality of Celia’nor: “We would rather sacrifice ourselves for our nation, our freedoms, and our Mali’fenn kin before we bow to those who will despise us.” These are the words that have adorned our banner since the dawn of our people, inscribed by Siol herself as a vow for her progeny, who have for time immemorial fought and died under its auspices. It is nothing short of ironic, then, to find such words plastered upon two missives by professed “Atmorices”, who purport to pledge my bloodline to a foreign nation and spare no opportunity to slander our people and their storied history. The first missive I chose to ignore, for I took it as an ignorant mistake, and sought to see the matter settled by educating these “Atmorices” and sending a messenger to the Prince of Celia’nor. With the second missive, I see that these deluded claims persist, and so I must now formally protest. I am Zalerya Atmorice, a former Warden in the Ivae’fenn, the Archvigilant of War, and Archon of the Atmorice Bloodline since the realm of Arcas. I have served the Mali’fenn for over three centuries. As I have not bestowed the title of Archon on another, under the succession laws of our people, I remain the Archon. No declaration of a foreign prince, no matter the historical proximity and friendship of our peoples, can bestow or transfer a Fennic Bloodline’s Archon title. That power lies in the Archon or, in the event of dispute, the Fennic people, through the authority of the Fennic Prince. That another would claim the title is thus strange. It is stranger still to have such claimant purport to even be Mali’fenn, when in the very missive announcing her claim, she slanders our venerable ancestors and their Principality. She has even gone so far as to forsake Wyrvun–anathema for any Mali’fenn, but especially so for an Atmorice, given our bloodline’s famed stewardship of Isvinity. Thus, we have a stranger to our people claiming to be Mali’fenn in contravention of her slanders of our historic Principality and way of life, claiming to be an Atmorice in contravention of our traditions, and claiming to be Archon in contravention of our laws. This I cannot abide. Through this missive, I reiterate my title as Archon of the Atmorices and respectfully request that the Prince of Celia’nor revoke his recognition of “Adelia” and claim to the fealty of my bloodline. Our peoples were close allies; we have broken bread and shed blood together. I regret that you have been deceived by this pretender, and look forward to clearing this up with you and continuing to strengthen the bonds between our peoples. SIGNED, Zalerya Atmorice, Archon of the Atmorices, Archvigilant of War
  21. very cool post, cannot stress enough how much I agree with the principles of design, integrity, and detail. might check this out
  22. Hello, we are looking a another children for our Dark elf family. You have all freedom to create your character. Also, your character will be member of Va'eylul clan. Family info: -Father, Mayilu'maln(me) -Mother, Andria(JaslawUWU) -Big sister, Elliewyn(Qn2)
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