Wyrvun

its so cool?????? but where is my jumping over fire roleplay????

i do /ss block to scare the hoes.

a great series of lotc safety posts

To all our Mali’fenn kin of honoured Bloodline and bloodless alike: The following missive is to declare that the dishounorable Lyun Sylric is hereby banished from all Fennic lands and prohibited from communication with any and all Mali’fenn or affiliates with the Fennic Remnants, excepting the council to immediately follow. The Sylric has but one chance to appear before the Archonic council for judgement before kin and Wyrvun. Should this summons not be answered then they will forfeit their right to life and will be declared Kill on Sight with a bounty of Two-Hundred and Fifty minae. The following are the crimes that are accused: Attempted Murder, Threats, Aystra’isvin. The Atmorice Bloodline now exercises its right to summon the Archonic council. Núron Atmorice, Archon of the Atmorice Bloodline, Wyrvun’s Most Devoted Follower.

Emaelia Drakon gazed over the invitation as it was presented to her. "Ah, that's what Caius meant.." The missive was set aside, bidding one of her aides "We will summon the other Archons, draft me a missive." . . . "Wait, Tundrak?"

knowers know

wow. this is so cool.

calling me a high elf is actually rly offensive to like.. my culture..

Type: Settlement Leader MC Name: Wyrvun Leader Character Name: Emaelia Drakon Realm/Settlement Name: The Archonate of Fenn Realm/Settlement ID: fenn Primary Realm/Settlement Color: cadet_gray Proposed Capital Tile / Region Location (Highlight 3 on the map): Boreal 1, 2, and 3,. Though 1 is preferred, 2, and 3, are also possible. Lore (could also include previous roleplay posts showing involvement with the community): Comprehensive Lore Post: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/202393-snow-elves-the-malifenn/ Some instances of community interaction dating most to least relevant: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/266437-an-archonic-summons/ https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/266438-the-tathvir-bloodline/ https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/266345-the-ivae%E2%80%99fenn-and-the-wrath-of-bolomormaa/ https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/237286-the-atmorice-accord/ https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/236555-the-vigilants-portent/ Government Structure Explanation: While the structure of Fennic government is different from its traditional expression, a prince and a princedom, several core bureaucratic structures remain. Power within the Archonate is centered around a Council of Archons-- An Archon is the head of one of the major ancestral bloodlines of the Fenn, Drakon, Atmorice, Sylric, Tathvir, and Ithrandos (And Nominally Tundrak). As well as a speaker for the bloodless residents of the Archonate who is elected by the bloodless. Though theoretically each vote is of equal weight and measure to the other, the bloodlines typically fall into blocks, or parties dominated by one bloodline. Among these bloodlines they will elect from one of their own, an executive figure who manages all external diplomacy, though remains nominally accountable to the other Archons. They are called “The First Speaker of The Fenn.” Though are more usually referred to as their regular Archonic Title, ex, Archon of Drakon, Archon of Tathvir, Archon of Atmorice. This position is not permanent, subject to a vote of no confidence, and semi-regular elections. Offices of governance, not necessarily held by members of the Archonic Council, such as high steward, treasurer, or the High Sentinel, commander of the Ivae’fenn, are appointed by the council through a vote, or in the case of the High Sentinel, directly by the Executive without any input from the council. A majority of the Archonates day to day running, and decision making falls to these positions. Including housing, logistics, tax rates, and management of the treasury. While there is currently no agreed candidate for the title of “Prince of the Mali’fenn.” Or princess, for that matter. The role has not been entirely retired, a royal is still a theoretical possibility, should the Archonic council consent to one. Though the exact measure of the Royals reach in society, role, and the timespan for such is hotly debated by the blocks within the Archonic council-- and oocly. Capital / Settlement Build Concepts (photos of assets / layout / inspiration required: How does this realm/settlement offer a unique niche not already found in an existing group on the server?: There is a singular elven nation on the server right now, and it exists within the empire. Not only does this settlement add variety in allegiance, it adds variety in culture. The mali’fenn are a distinct elven group that predates most other established Elven groups on LoTC. The ‘fenn are niche by definition if by that alone. Though there are other points. Among all current elven cultures on LoTC, the mali’fenn are the most famous-- or infamous-- for their martial prowess and history. While other martial cultures exist, no Elven culture has established themselves within even an arms length of the Mali’fenn in terms of both being feared, and hated by hundreds of communities throughout their time on LoTC. Their location is also unique to all other elves, together with their religion. These two are inseparable so I will address them as though they are one factor. The ‘fenn exist as one of two groups on the server that are active dedicants of Wyrvun-- despite his absence as a God-- they have remained steadfast for over an OOC decade. To that dedication, they have often, as often as possible placed themselves firmly in the tundra and appointed themselves its premier guardians. How does your realm/settlement tie to the greater lore and narrative set by the community on LotC?: The Fenn are an ancient group on LoTC, in its earliest forms appearing late 2014, early 2015. Though having evolved in a way to become unrecognizable across the span of over a decade the ‘fenn remain a constant, if quiet constant, within the greater world of LoTC not only as a distinct, prideful, and isolated sect of elves, but as the self proclaimed watchers of the tundra. But this is not only idle talk or a fleeting element of their culture, but history, crafted and shaped by players, has molded the ‘fenn into what they are today. Every aspect of the mali’fenn, from their distinct dialect of Elven, to their clothing, the style of their armor, the houses in which they dwell, and the structure of their government and daily action is informed by the collective collaboration that is Fennic culture. This settlement application-- if approved-- would only serve to be the next rendition of a race struggling against their dying light, fighting, not to drown and maintain relevance. Perhaps for the 11th time, to be crushed, and drowned and pulled into the deep by the hands of other players. Perhaps to remain as a stable entity. Either way, if accepted, there is no failure. It is the intention of our player group to live up to the highest standards of ‘Snow Elf larp.’ Frequent player events, offering darkspawn groups within the Tundra whom we have had conflict with in the past, a more constant source of prey, and battles to fight in good faith, and sincere opposition. Of all the groups upon LoTC, perhaps the least afraid of roleplay consequences, and the most willing to accept the negative outcomes, there is no doubt in the mind of any person familiar with the playerbase, and history of: It is time and time again, the Mali‘fenn. Have you ever run a realm/settlement on LotC before and what experience does your group have with leadership within roleplay communities? Yes, I personally have almost 5 years of experience of leadership on the servers, almost from exactly the end of my first year of LoTC. For the past 3 years I’ve been involved with the snow elf project from the rise of the previous Princedom, to the current era. I understand the difficulty, the time commitment and importance of my position. Furthermore, I appreciate the trust placed in me by my community. Do you understand the metrics for upkeep, maintaining activity, and the grounds for realm/settlement removal? Yes :3c

To the so-called ‘Witch Kingdom’ of Rimeglem, The cowardly lackeys of the Black Church. We tore your banners asunder, sycophants! It was the prayer of my pet hound Cilwen, that you’d come and attend our meeting, that she might have taken a femur from the “Bitch King” himself, to gnaw upon. Perhaps it may’ve chipped a tooth on that bone-- it’d have been the greatest injury suffered by any number of our combatants! Where were you? Many a Norlander warned us, hollering to us as we passed on mounted steeds to our wedding we held last year. “The Tundra is a Warzone!” “Be ye ware, Fennick Elves, turn back or face ye doom!” But even as we passed the banners announcing our arrival to our Blessed Boreal, what you call your Rime. We remained unharassed. There was nothing but the breeze of Fin’heisn that occupied our ears after the oaths made at the altar. No wistful cries, no necrotic shackles, nor the shuffle of undead feet. Where were you? I sit here now, in the heart of the hearth, surrounded by kith and kin after the conclusion of the meeting. I wiped the ass of a horse (Isinvairë) with the banner of your Clingdom, the crown you so desperately try to hold onto, and threw it onto the fire in my own hearth, here, in the heart of the Tundra. Where were you? A hundred times, I have walked up to your keep. Children play in its shadow, you know. I waited, lulling, preparing an ambush in the woods of your keep. But not even a stirring came from it. Not a single individual came or went. I wonder, if I walk a cannon up to it and blast down the door, shall I find anything of note inside? Cob webs? Abandoned halls? Is it all a front? The house of a hoarder's stash? No one fears you. I cannot even bring myself, as a supposed enemy, to respect you, for as far as I have seen, there is no tact to respect. There is no ability. Come out and fight me, Bitch King! Do you fear a fight finally brought to your own halls? Come out and fight, Bitch King! Do you stick your head into the snow, praying we simply disappear, as I surround you with canons and ballistae? Sally forth! I grow bored with this game. The Wyrm rests within its den and calls its domain its own, unbothered by the gnats that wander here and fro. Where are you, o you who proclaim strength? Show your sword arm, ‘King of the Undead.’ Show the strength of your Rimeglen, before the Tundra swallows your keep whole, and you learn again to fear the living, sons and daughters of Wyrvun. We are your doom, We are your penance, Emaelia Drakon Speaker of the Archonic Council, Archon of Drakon, Archvigilant of War.

we're making it out of the north pole with this one

To all Mali’fenn, Of Honored Bloodline and Bloodless alike: Long has a state of diaspora dishonored our forebears. Disunity is not the mark of a Fenn, a Guardian is no wanderer, but a warrior. Harken, Mali’fenn, blooded and bloodless. Be fearful no longer- uncertain no longer. Let unity reign, and in the cold embrace of our Lord's realm shall the Archons be called to speak. Let it be known: the Drakon Bloodline now exercises its right to summon the Archonic council. We shall dispel the chaos of idle muttering and empty words, and in its place, forge a future shaped by the will of the Mali’fenn. Emaelia Drakon, Archon of the Drakon Bloodline, Archvigilant of War, Vigilant of Discipline

Emaelia Drakon rested her mind, and her soul amidst the carnage that immediately followed the battle. The Warden had laid her cloak over the flattened, mangled remains of one of those killed in the midst of the vain-glory of the day. A cool sea breeze rolled through, displacing a section of the Archons cloak from o'er the head of the hero. Gently, she tucked it under his head once more, securing it. "Rest now, it is over..." Though the Archon was under no delusions that this would be the end of the battle. A new front had just opened in this dreaded war.

gentlemen, were making it out of the hood with this one.