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Another letter came through, delivered to the pontiff's desk... "Good Archbishop, I am a longtime practitioner of the Voidal arts and an elf who was baptized on Atlas. I've spent decades protecting humanity from otherworldly threats. It would be a pleasure to speak with you and provide extra insight into the Void and its place within canondom. Sincerely, Valindra."

[!] This missive would be hung around as many nations’ board as this writer could go to Vikela Boxing Championship 004 Results: Fierce Warriors of Aevos, This missive is written to announce the results of the Vikela Boxing Champioship 004 (VBC). After these long, friendly, and competitive bouts, there was a new winner crowned: Cerrick of Kamees @Pancho After his bouts, he has made an interview addressing the fighters of Aevos and the citizens of Vikela: “Another Xan W” We would like to thank all who has made the event possible, especially our guests from Celia’nor, which was made possible by Fali’dra Glanaeri @Piper Until we fight in the ring again! For Vikela We Soar Signed, Son Altesse Éminente, Tèt Medic Ofisyè, Konso Walter Blanc de Vikela

FULL NAME: Captain Tiber, the Captain is the first name AGE: 700 RACE: High Elf PRIOR EXPERIENCE, IF APPLICABLE: 700 years old METHOD OF CONTACT: The Confederation

"Savory.." Father Nerium confessed with joy, rubbing his tummy in wide circles

"Sera! I got the cinnapuffs recipe from Anduin!" An excited Uriella would call out to her same age niece, Serathielle whilst holding a recipe book. "Maybe cooking is just another form of magic, just less distructive on-" She gets interrupted as the fire she uses for it almost burns the kitchen, a very big amateur in cooking. "I take that back, heh." @Nimbus_Strike

It should be noted, however- that to even activate the third-degree burn ability (which only inflicts the pain of it and does not physically burn the target, it only burns the wielder physically), it needs to cut into the body of an aurum-weak creature normally. In other words, if someone was already wearing armor this would be extremely hard to trigger, especially given the very physically weak nature of it, being a copper-strength metal. It's more focused on actually being used strategically than something like xannic fervour, which can be placed upon stronger materials and doesn't need an activation gimmick to wield effectively. This metal is not a "Do everything" metal similarly to carbarum, boomsteel, argentum, etc- rather, it is focused around a certain system. Lightstones were avoided mainly due to the fact that this should not be something that can be node-farmed, and rather dispensed through events. The core reason about this is centric around it being gained via events and not just random nodes. And yes- I fully agree that I don't believe holy orders will form around this metal, rather it permits for people to explore more 'holy warrior'-adjacent archetypes of storytelling, from a lone ronin that wanders the world slaying those of the dark or a berserker-viking who cleaves into undead in violent rages; things which are more unique than the more streamlined paladinism and templarism MAs.

Pym Volkov sighs - gazing down at his still obliterated arm. He wish he could help. Hopefully they won't be showing up anytime soon. 'Sir Sparrow' - who heard the news from a local peasant near Vallagne however, gleefully skips across the fields towards Marginan. His hook-hand caressing the head's of wheat & a smile on his face, as wide and bright as the one on his helmet. "Ve Von Theonus sure keep getting into trouble! Luckily - ve Captain i Ve RiverGuard is here!" the short, muscular and half-naked man declares - still not knowing that neither it nor The Kingdom of Petra are a thing anymore.

Anduin Glanaeri leaned out the window of his room, drawing in a deep breath of the crisp, morning air. The sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a warm glow across the room. He couldn't help but smile, feeling the gentle breeze play with his hair as he surveyed the peaceful scenery outside. His heart felt light, a melody of contentment humming within him as he savored the simple joy of this moment. Life stretched out before him, a canvas waiting to be painted with new experiences and adventures. Gone were the days of constant turmoil and strife, replaced now by a sense of calm that settled deep within his soul. The weight of his past worries seemed to dissipate with each passing day, leaving him with little need for the battles that once consumed his every thought. Instead, his time was filled with laughter and companionship, spent in the company of his beloved siblings and friends. Together, they shared moments of joy and camaraderie, weaving memories that would last a lifetime. As Anduin watched the world go by from his window, he couldn't help but marvel at the fleeting beauty of life. It was a precious gift, one that he now cherished more than ever before. With a soft sigh, he summoned his aura, the magic dancing gracefully across his fingertips like a symphony of light and color. It was a simple trick, but it filled him with a sense of wonder and delight, reminding him of the endless possibilities that lay ahead. Retreating from the window, Anduin settled onto his bed, the soft embrace of the blankets cocooning him in comfort. His belongings, once so precious and necessary, now seemed insignificant in comparison to the peace and happiness he had found. With only his clothing and guitar by his side, Anduin felt lighter than he had in years. He had everything he needed right here, in this moment, surrounded by love and laughter. And so, he embraced each day with a smile, finding joy in the simplest of pleasures and laughter in the smallest of moments. This was his life now, one filled with love and happiness, and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the room, Anduin closed his eyes, a contented smile playing at his lips. This was where he belonged, here in this moment, at peace with himself and the world around him.

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I agree tbh but the lore for Invoke Ignorance specifically states it can only be self-taught at T2 or higher, that is what Zarsies wrote. For tier progression I simply went with what each ritual said.

FULL NAME: Adrian John Novellen Huntshill AGE: 100 RACE: human PRIOR EXPERIENCE, IF APPLICABLE: Son's of Petra footman, pre petran civil war METHOD OF CONTACT: 10matthewc9

Llora gave the minds to the food cart, walking away with a smile and good food."This is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted!" she would shed a tear of joy. "in my opinion this is 20 out of 10." she hummed

11/10 burgers were good but I got into a fight in the parking lot -Jenny

Ahnakriel the Azdrazi began viciously looking for blackstone vinyl pressings of this new hot single.

"I, too, shall be there, waiting." Ahnakriel's voice gnarled.

Very unique