Wyrvun

Ayred murmurs the response he never got to say: "A tyrant is made by the use of their power, not having it." . . . "He uses large words to compensate for his lack of support too seem more legitimate. Knowledge is nothing without wisdom."

Yeah, that's why you'd bring 30. But you can't.

"Nice. Damn nice." Ayred Drakon says, "I'm framing this one."

Ayred snickers "It's strange that they claim they live in Oren for protection yet... Wyrvun that's such a nonsensical statement. Living in Oren for protection." He promptly bursts out into laughter

Ayred nods a few times in approval of Vytrek's writings "Not all 'aheral are bad. This one is somewhat agreeable from what I've seen, and heard of her. I can stand by these." "A large step for mali' I wonder what path this'll lead us down."

This is a factual statement.

"Based" Says a certain Mali'fenn from his home, rocking his young daughter in his arms.

A loss for LoTC, a gain for society as a whole.

pinged. reposted. upvoted. God bless ya, Mr. Treshure. Maybe red tags, or, former, I guess, aren't all that bad.

Ayred offers a mere, light grin at the thought of the united elfdom "The mali' will never be united, truely. The young will always despise the wisdom of the old and dwell with the Valah instead." "But ti, I'll entertain that. One god, Wyrvun. One border, Fenn. One Prince... Vytrek, a contender."

Ayred turns to speak to his fellow Fenn once more: "Once more the meat grinder! Once more we hold fast in the face of all odds!" The fenn scans over the crowd briefly, eyes narrowing as he continues "Who are we? More than a dedicated group of followers, thrown out by the world, left to hang dry, hmn? Look at us now, we've survived, but not only survived we've thrived in the far north. What more is probable for us than a divine blessing from Wyrvun? What more than a divine people doing the divine tasks of a most just God." Ayred continues- raising a hand to silence the rabble "We are the meat grinder, our ancestors rest easy down in the rubble because they know our cause is just! They know our cause is right! They know the sacrifice because they paid the ultimate! Do not be afraid braid Mali'Fenn! Know what we do is right! Do not hesitate, when the ultimate price, when death stares you in the face- remember your ancestors." he'd say in a softer tone "Fight, fight, and never give in. No matter what price we must pay, none is too high for Wyrvun, and his realm. The afterlife, and honors unspeakable await us all." "Let your blades be sharp, but your minds sharper."

MC Username: Wyrvun RP Name: Ayred Tournament: Ranged, Joust, Melee

Ayred sighs. "Well, at least we're not the eagles."

how did you get more rep than me?

Ayred takes the stand before his fellow Fenn, outside of the keep in a rather evangelical manner making such a speech: "Where then are the Paladins? Hmn? The world has been against us for as long as we have existed, we have none to rely on but ourselves! Not the Haensemen, not the Norlanders, as much of our friends they may be. The end of the day Fenn must be able to stand strong alone. Today, we drove them from our lands, and that we will continue to. No magical assistance needed!" the 'fenn proclaims to the group, waving a hand out infront of him. "Fenn relies on no one, the world is against us, in all ways. The dark actively attacks us, the light stands idle, twiddling their thumbs. We bear the brunt of the load. Wyrvun calls upon you, me, all of us, to bear that burden." "Uell ito nae'leh llythsaen!" shouts one man; 'This battle is eternal.' Ayred continues "Let us all take up our duties, with great dedication to the cause, to Wyrvun. As your fathers and mothers did, as their fathers and mothers have! Continue! Brave Mali'fenn, so well kept in your knowledge, so wise in your judgement. No paladin can claim your valor. No druid can claim your stewardship ability. No warriors so fair as to fight the battles as you! Let our judgement be Wyrvun's not the gods of the south. Go forth, and serve! Fight the Frost Witches! Fight the Mystics! Fight the Svarlings!" "Not an inch of ground! Show no quarter!" shouts one from the crowd

Ayred screams as the Blizzards loose by 1 point.

Ayred raises his arms in clear protest at the unfair calls of the refs last game. Later stating "As a representative of the Fennic people we are sorely disappointed with our treatment, and the clear disregard for our players safety. It's shameful"

Located in the far North reaches of Almaris, nestled deep within the Cold and Ice of the Tundra are Wyrvun’s own pick, the Fennic Blizzards!! As stewards of fin'hesin, these proud Fennic volunteers have spent the past number of weeks honing their skills on the court, preparing both their minds and bodies for the challenges that lay ahead. Despite having not been officially recognized in the ABA, the coaches and managers of the Fennic Blizzards pushed countless days and nights for the teams inclusion in some form until finally the Association bent to the knee, instituting the ABAD. After their last training with The Bezerkers, they finally feel the need to introduce themselves to the world following their stunning victory over the Halcourt Eagles. Today, we’ll show you some of the star players, how they’ve been preparing for the coming battles, and the people that have been standing behind them every step of the way! Moreal The clear north star of the in the Blizzard, Moreal is an absolute threat to face down on the court. Standing at an intimidating Six Foot Even, she sits as the second highest scoring player on the team, nailing nearly every shot and recovering just as quick. She is by far the most physical player on the court, and a moral booster, with her intimidating head-dress, and silken veil. . Arevthor Arevthor “Arev” Tathvir stands at an astounding 5’ 10”, but don’t let his lack in height fool you, this Snow Elf makes up for it in the air he gains. While he’s not wrecking the opponents day on defense, he can be seen soaring through the air for a clean *dunk*. Othorion By far, the Most Valuable Player out of all the Blizzards, Othorion is a force to be reckoned with. The highest scorer of the team, statistically having scored nearly HALF the points in the latest game against the Halcourt Eagles, Othorion is a menace on the court. But don’t let his subrace fool you, he’s just as Fennic as any other Blizzard out there. Stay tuned for more updates as we follow the Blizzards on their DOMINATION throughout Almaris.

Ayred angerly makes turns to write a letter to the ABA demanding Fennic inclusion in such.