Cally

says the chain banned, villainy blacklisted player who sat in an illegal fort all of the end of last map. this benefits only you, brevver

A Grand Admiral of Idunia, Maerîl sat at her desk with a pipe of Oyashi opium between her teeth as she filed a death-painted finger down the bounds of the scroll. Golden teeth grit in the night did she hum in some approval of her Knight Commander's words penned. Once, had Victor Rorin been a dear friend of hers, even in his long ignorance of Orsathiael and his whims. Thinking foolishly that he could rule over what was expected of him, what the Daemon forged him for. Slowly had she begun to lose sympathy for him, after hugging him with his proclamation that he didn't want to perish at the hand of an eternal being. - Said eternal being had kept her up at night with the doomed preface that it had taken her daughter from her, along with the weight of the world that she had added sand to. She felt guilty, even if everyone said she shouldn't be. Chains, was all the noise that filled her ears in cusp of sleep. The moment she found out that he sought to spread this misfortune upon others did she declare that once he entered her territory, friend or foe, he would become the latter. Dead by her hands would be the only outcome that would bring her any peace. Knowing then, that his malevolent touch could not reach anyone again. And he, her once greatest friend, would never again be the catalyst of powers he could not know, nor control.

Areum, a marine of the state, whacked off her rain gat as she entered her and her mother's shop home, glancing over to the missive extended for her. "Oh! - igeon daedanhae, daebak!" Said the Salamdeul Forest-Cradled. . . Happy that any consequence of splintering from her own culture, and separation from the adunian-assimilated shipborn would be met with political boundaries, now that her and her mother were shimin. -=- She prepared then, to marry one the inner clans would call a conqueror. The term now clear to her as spiteful and misguided drivel from those less courageous to sail to Ai-Zho and bring the fight to the real oppressor. Yorinobu.

*rips open shirt to reveal an "I LOVE ONION" shirt underneath....

"Amazing!!!" Maerîl exclaimed so loudly!

This vision is available to Farseers, Seers, Clairvoyants, Veilwatchers, Palm Readers, and all those that can see Prophecy according to lore. You dream of a kitchen lit by a soft, golden light. The walls breathe warmth, and the scent of spice, smoke, and broth wraps around you like comfort. A large pot rests above the fire, its surface rippling with a quiet glow. It hums faintly, the air sings along. You stir the soup with a careful hand. The broth glimmers with small, living motes of light that drift, vanishing stars beneath water. When you taste it, the flavor fills your chest with something bright and bittersweet. You feel pride. You feel love. You feel the calm that comes from creation. The soup was nothing if not yours, right? Behind you, a presence moves. A hand rests lightly against your shoulder. You know it before you turn. He stands beside you, the one whose smile softens every noise in the world. His eyes catch the firelight, steady and kind. His voice is low and quiet when he speaks. “It smells right” He says. “You’ve made something good.” You smile, but before you can answer, the pot trembles. The surface ripples once, then again, harder this time. The broth surges upward, spilling over the rim. You try to steady it, but the light within the liquid has changed. It does not cool or fade. It pours down the table and across the floor, gathering instead of sinking, swirling faster, shining brighter. The man steps back, his eyes wide. You both watch as the spill spirals into itself, forming a circle of gold that opens into depth. Steam rises, thick and heavy, shaped by light and movement. The air grows hot enough to blur the edges of everything you know. By then, the man is gone, and you are left with the smoky haze of remembrance, clutching to what - or who, dared to interrupt you. His tightened grip on your hand fades and you are left to brave this potential danger alone. From within the spiral, a tiger steps forth. Its stripes gleam like molten metal. Its eyes are deep and old. When it looks at you, you feel seen, stripped of doubt and left only with fear. A spirit laid in material means, before your eyes only. The tiger lowers its head. The world's resolve hitches for but a moment. Filled with the incandescence, a need to understand, but that same hunger unsatiated. When it speaks, the words fill your body instead of your ears. “To provide is to create balance. To feed another is to honor the flame that feeds you. The hearth is not meant to serve the self alone." Things feel right, things feel calm. The tiger’s gaze lingers on you. You feel the truth of its words sink into your bones. The warmth at your core grows stronger until you can almost see it flickering beneath your skin. You feel one, you feel all, you feel whole. The tiger exhales once, a sound like the wind moving through embers. Its form softens into mist. The spiral fades to a dim ring of light before disappearing altogether. The kitchen grows quiet. Only the scent of spice and smoke remains. You and he stand together beside the cooling pot, your reflections glowing faintly in its surface. For a moment, you see the tiger’s face there too, and then it is gone. You wake with the memory still warm in your chest. The air smells faintly of broth and fire. Morning light glows across your skin, and something deep within you feels steadier. The world feels ready. And so are you.

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The night was deathly quiet… nary a sound of a cricket nor the scampering of a mouse… Both Ildon and Angrenost were… estrangely hushed… Something… Something was… Something was coming…! The Frightfully Fun Hallow’s Eve Festival has begun! The Hallow’s Eve Festival is a two-day long event, hosted by both the vassals of Ildon and Angrenost. The frightfully fun, wickedly delightful activities are thus follows… OOC INFO: Day One Mask-Madness The festival shall begin within Ildon, as attendees participate in the ultimate game… A costume contest! Festival-goers shall be judged on their disguises and compete for the Crown of Costumes! The Gleeful Apple Chase The attendees shall then join for drinks, apple-inspired treats, and apple-bobbing off the Ildon docks! A time for laughter and friendship, under the setting sun of Azuras. The Night of the Ancestors As the evening comes to an end, the festival will travel to Angrenost, where attendees can craft and decorate paper lanterns for the spirits of loved ones, now rested. A calming tribute to the souls in the Skies, shall the lanterns illuminate the nightly Heavens, and then the drifting river below. Day Two Ghost Galore Upon the second coming of Hallow’s Eve, attendees will gather in Ildon for an eerie evening of ghost-stories and feasting. Be wary and prepared for frights and fun! (A FIVE-EMOTE maximum to storytellings) Trial of Hallow Hall Festival-goers will then proceed to Angrenost to try themselves in the most harrowing of events; the Trial of Hallow Hall! A superbly scary parkour course for only the most fearless of the realm! The Tournament of Shadows To finish off Hallow’s’Eve, a competitive joust shall take place in the Fairgrounds of Idunia! Sharpen your lances and get ready to clash! Participants are encouraged to wear their Hallow’s’Eve costumes whilst jousting. CREDITS:

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common LoTC devs hating their players L. I dont see what this improves for new map if "famines" cant be a thing and affect real war. Its just stupid and a waste of time. Put more efforts into plugins that are interesting and add something to our experience other than struggle. Miss when tech team actually listened to their player base. Take a vote right now, 75% or more of LoTCers DO NOT WANT THIS. Also the cheat code is just getting onto staff so you can spend 90% of your time in godmode anyway. they dont care about things that dont affect them, and implement them anyway. no hate to Cheez, I know this wasnt his choice to do. But the amount of admins that pushed for this is terrible and a testament to their endless desire to see us struggle time and time again. do better. -1

We love you crunchy were your biggest fans!!!! *we ALL say in unison*

be an unc to my character PLEAAAAASE

The Lady Maerîl erupts into laughter upon the Druscan shortfall of competent spelling and literacy. A tear of joy slipped from her eye. “Ah may-be old, but at least ah’can look at’a user tag and copy it letter by letter. Are we sure they even have t’boy if they couldn’t ask if his name was spelt right?”

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The vastness of her world seemed hollow once Maerîl heard the tidings of Uther’s passing. Fingers brushed at her cheeks where tears threatened, though they were not shed for sorrow of his end. No, she did not weep for the pain of his final breath, but for the luminous mote of memory he left behind — a shard of ivory light, a vision of what the world once was, what the Kingdom could have been. Uther Pendraic. The first man before whom she bent the knee, and the first she ever meant it. When she met him, he had been an enigma: not a king by blood nor by flattery of lineage, but by sheer force of heart. A man so steadfast, so utterly selfless, she had wondered how other rulers dared compare. He was chosen, not crowned. She chose him. Being of the first true Númenedain, Maerîl had taken her oath after Uther’s daughter Caraneth, her husband at her side, binding their fates to his. And in that binding, she had found more than duty. She had found a sovereign worth every breath of loyalty. For the man she truly believed as Tar. Now, clad in mourning cloth, she and her beloved grieved as Rourkes should: not with lamentations, but with solemn pride. For Uther had not withered in some quiet bed — he had fallen in battle, sword in hand, as was his will, as was his right. She awaited the many years or perhaps just days that she would join him in the realm of their Patron. And though her heart ached, it was steadied by the knowledge that he had passed as he lived: indomitable, unyielding, unafraid. CREATOR REMEMBER MY VOW.

"Huh?" Said a Won-In girl as she was handed the missive in the crowd surrounding the insurgent Roger Lezarde of Drusco.

MC Name: CallyI Discord: callypso Image: Description of Image: A sign for a restaurant hanging sign Dimensions: 1 high, 1 wide

A family-owned restaurant in the Extension of The Archduchy of Alba! (OOC: Opening Information in top Spoiler!) An Cheong-Won and her daughter, An Areum, began their journey in the quiet village of Childeok, where life was simple and hardships were shared, Areum separated from her birth parents, found in the hands of Cheong-Won. With little more than tradition, care, and a few family recipes, they cooked not just to feed, but to comfort. As a form of their own bond to be shared with the realm. Through times of hardship and harmony, they found their calling— bringing warmth and togetherness to the table. Bap & Bloom is their gift to the world: a place where good food heals, celebrates, and brings people together. @Metamancy @Cally Restaurant Grand Opening Raffle! Information: Drinks Shikkhae (식혜) - Cinnamon Rice Drink A sweet, chilled rice drink with floating grains and a hint of cinnamon—refreshing and soothing. 2 Mina Soju (소주) - Rice Liquor Clear and smooth distilled spirit, mildly sweet with a clean finish—often enjoyed in small sips. 4 Mina Makgeolli (막걸리) - Sweet Rice Wine A creamy, lightly sparkling rice wine with a tangy-sweet flavor and gentle effervescence. 3 Mina Sides Kkakdugi (깍두기) - Radish Kimchi Crunchy, spicy fermented radish with a bold, tangy flavor and juicy bite. 2 Mina or Free with a meal (stew, soup, full noodle dishes), or can substitute with Kimchi Kimchi (김치) - Fermented Cabbage Classic fermented cabbage with deep umami, balanced spice, and sourness. 2 Mina or Free with a meal (stew, soup, full noodle dishes), or can substitute with Kkadugi Namul (나물) - Pickled Greens Seasoned wild greens and sprouts, soft or crisp, with earthy sesame notes. 2 Mina or Free with any purchase of a meal (stew, soup, full noodle dishes) Noodles Jjajangmyeon (짜장면) - Stir Fried Pork Noodles Thick noodles in a rich black bean sauce, deeply savory with hints of sweetness. 4.5 Mina Bibim Guksu (비빔국수) - Spicy Cold Noodle Cold noodles tossed in tangy, spicy sauce—refreshing and full of zing. 4.5 Mina Saeng-il Guksu (생일 국수) - Nameday Noodles Delicate noodle soup with anchovy broth and festive toppings, served on birthdays. 6 Mina Kalguksu (칼국수) | Knife-Cut Noodles Hand-cut noodles in savory broth with vegetables—hearty, warm, and soothing. 5 Mina Soups & Stews Tteokmanduguk (떡만두국) - Rice Cake Stew A rich, comforting soup of chewy rice cakes and pork stuffed dumplings in savory broth. 6 Mina Miyeokguk (미역국) - Seaweed Soup An earthy and comforting stew of seaweed and oceany depth - briny and warm. 5 Mina Budae Jjigae (부대찌개) -Army Stew Spicy, smoky stew packed with tofu, meat, greens, and hand-pulled noodles. 6 Mina Sundubu Jjigae (순두부찌개) - Tofu Stew A silky stew of soft tofu with a sweet and spicy broth and pickled greens. 5 Mina Mains Bibimbap (비빔밥) - Mixed Rice Salad A warm rice bowl topped with seasoned greens, kimchi, and gochujang to mix. 6 Mina Bulgogi (불고기) - Smoky Meat Tender, marinated slices of grilled meat—sweet, savory, and slightly smoky. 5 Mina Samgyeopsal (삼겹살) - Fried Pork Belly Thick pork belly grilled until crispy outside and soft inside—simple and satisfying. 5 Mina Jeyuk Bokkeum (제육볶음) - Spicy Pork Bold stir-fried pork in spicy gochujang glaze with layered heat and sweetness. 5 Mina Dessert 꿈빵 (Kkumbbang) - “Dream Bread” Soft wheat bun with chocolate or red bean filling—lightly sweet and nostalgic. 3 Mina (Available To-Go!) Hotteok (호떡) - Syrup Pancake Crispy outside, gooey inside—brown sugar and nut-filled pancake, pan-fried hot. 3 Mina (Available To-Go!) Songpyeon (송편) - Pine Cake Chewy rice cake steamed over pine needles, filled with sweet, nutty ingredients. 3 Mina (Available To-Go!) 정말 맛있는 음식 감사합니다! Jeongmal masinneun eumsik gamsahamnida! Thank you so much for the food!

A chuckle rang from an Iron Prince and a stout green and gold lady. “Fuckin’ hate gnomes….” A Matriarch of Rourke said with her spectacles over her nose, burning the letter in the case it was coated in anthrax. The Gnome regime would not consume her today.

[!] The seal cracks open. “Through moonlight and flame, from bloodline and bond — So joins the fate of Mithrenionath and Glennmaer.” By proclamation of House Mithrenionath and House Glennmaer, it is with immense joy and reverence that the betrothal and upcoming union of: ELENDÛR ARANUIRION MITHRENIONATH & SAETH-FARAESTEL GLENNMAER is hereby announced to all realms near and far. This blessed joining binds not only two storied lineages but also kindred souls — the Silver Stars of Angrenost and the Tempered Stone of Garenbrig. Their marriage symbolizes unity, endurance, and the enduring grace of light found in shadow. The ceremony shall be conducted in royal tradition under the light of the summer moon, with Owynist rites ancient and honored, and shall commence on a date to be disclosed to those summoned in the BASTION TEMPLE OF SAINT-KING CAIUS. OOC INFO: THE HOUSES UNITED HOUSE MITHRENIONATH Of silver blood and storied valor, born of starlight and tempered in iron. Lord-Prince Aranuir Mithrenionath offers his youngest son, Elendûr, in proud union with the noble line of Glennmaer. HOUSE GLENNMAER Known for strength, endurance, and stone-carved honor. Lord Glyndwr Glennmaer bestows his daughter, Saeth-Faraestel, in harmony and alliance. THE CELEBRATION The celebration shall span days of festivity and ancestral homage. A grand feast, ceremonial offerings, songs of old, and contests of arms shall honor this sacred union. "The stars sing louder when silver meets stone — and the world is better for it." The wedding will be followed by games and a feast on the Angrenost lands and tavern, even spurring a famous Tower Party at the Iron Tower! All those below are formally requested for summons by provinces and lands, Princess Azruphel, and all those from the Lordship of Angrenost and the cadet branch royal family of Mithrenionath Prince Llewyn Glennmaer, Princess Safiyaa and all those from the Principality of Garenbrig and the family of Glennmaer Tar Anorhil-Carandir and all those of Numenost and Numendil alike Archduke Therin, and all those from the Archduchy of Petra Lord Russandiel Wick and all those from Wickadun Lord Edwyn O'Rourke, Maerîl O'Rourke, Lady Einin Greye-O'Rourke, Lord Aurus Greye-O'Rourke, their children, and all those from the Lordship of Ildon Lord Viago Vourkehardt, and all those from the Lordship of Caladras Lord Symon Stafyr, and all those from The Vicounty of Rhosynsberg Lord Leomonte, and all those from Villa de Francisco Acelia Colborn and all those from Kazan As follows are personal invitations from the bride or groom, Miss Ambrosia O'Hara, and those from the Auric Order Princess Iuliwen and Ahn Seojin, and their children of the Ahn clan Yuria Wick and her friends Princess Ardirnien Ser Silas Stafyr-Leomonte and his wife, Lady Gloria Paqui Leomonte and their four children Ser Roran Callaghan and Ser Elise Callaghan, and their son Nickolai to play tunes at the reception Mister Slith Cobbett Miss Miluil Mister Petyr Weiss and his family Miss Yelizaveta Mahaut and her family Miss Svanhild The Musin of Babblebrook from the Adventurer's Guild Lady Brigit Colborn Granny Caraneth Squire Haytham Kato Ichika, and all her friends and family from Koyo-Kuni May this union stand as a beacon in winter storm and summer peace alike. In alliance, in honor, and in everlasting grace. Let the bells ring out across the land. Signed, His Highness of the branch Mithrenionath, Elendûr Aranuirion Mithrenionath Her Ladyship of the Princely house Glennmaer, Saeth-Faraestel Glennmaer

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