Bonito

"That worked?!" One aging bastard accidentally blurts aloud.

getting rid of players who are only here to ftb in a community with 13 yr olds is a good thing, dont see what ur getting at. btw girls might be on a medieval fantasy roleplay server for more than minecraft sex

Best of luck Joel, I appreciate what you’ve done for the team and the server even if the majority of the community will never see it. I’d say good luck to @SquakHawk but I already know she’s gonna do great.

Nestled in a keep deep within the snows, two children babbled amongst each other. They did not know Elizaveta, but the man sat by the desk watching over them did, and so he set ink to paper. "To her Royal Highness, Your plight resonates with me, as a Haeseni and as a father. I offer my aid if you would take it; I hold years of experience as a scout, alongside a band of companions whose skillset would be of great use in this search. They are not Haensemen as I, but I trust them with my life, and the obligation to protect our children goes beyond borders. God Bless, Elimar Tuvyic"

Elimar gets absolutely smashed at the rager in the Keep, asking the bards to play another certified Xan classic.

Elimar comes across the missive; the man was halfway through reading it when he suddenly collapsed into the nearest mound of dirt, thinking his wife and children dead.

Strolling out the tavern, Elimar nudged the man at his side. There sat one of the many snowmen. "Looks like they nailed your eyes."

A leal respectful pursuer, knowing full well that stalking was invasive of another's privacy, glanced over. "Hm?" As he looked, a courier swapped out his copy of the missive before he could notice. "What are you talking about?"

The contents of the proclamation would linger in the heart and mind of a troubled squire, pondering the war that was to come.

On the Eastfleet hilltops spared from disaster, a man watches the land across shift and warp. If it was even land anymore. It left an unease in him, not unlike the dread he had felt in the western forests. He makes his way back home, and on the path he comes across the missive. It inspired no comfort, no relief. He knew none capable of repelling a threat like this, but still he tucks the note safe into his pocket. There was much unexplained, and the man understood faith would be necessary.

Across the realm, missives can be found. On the back was more;

What was your favorite event (player or st) and who ran it? What made it special? Are there any characters who went off their intended course, and if so, do you wish it had developed differently? What was the most recent instance that reminded you why you still play this terrible game? What is one of your biggest gripes with players as an et? Do you think there’s a solution to it? Thoughts on me?

A different fellow would visit the missive every day, removing all replies that were left. This only frustrated the angry man further.

A disgruntled fellow, having had his pleasant day off ruined by this Alicjo began to scribe a letter, only then realizing there was no information on where to send the letter. Bereft of his last homing pigeons, his day was ruined again.

The wind blows Viktor's ashes into a smiley face.

NO BONES FOR BARROWS It was the night after their gathering. Viktor sat for some hours at his desk, the empty parchment glaring back at him. He had stared long enough that he figured his ambivalence would write itself. Never good with his words. Who would he even write to? His favorite orange tresses lingered behind the curtain of his eyes, so much still to say. He cleared his throat - washing the thought away. If things did not go as planned, what message would he deem necessary in his passing? Viktor knew it was dangerous, but matters often were. So many times he had seen it, letters left behind after a poor soul’s death. As if they knew their end was imminent. Here and now, he felt nothing. Even after he opened the window to his quarters, the wind did not whisper and the crows did not confide. It was only the moon who kept him company, kind enough to ignore his slew of cigars. He even placed one atop the nightstand for tomorrow. In the end, he relented, deciding he’d spare words for when they could be heard. Instead, he passed the time by rummaging through his desk. Various letters about fittings and something or other were piled, supposed duties he would attend after he was done. Viktor sighs, scribbling a quick message on the back of one of these missives before stuffing it back into an envelope, alongside a humble key. With the help of a raven, it was sent on its way to a Redenford estate. It may have been the letter, but the sudden urge gripped him to speak with his children. To leave his father a letter too. What of Victoria? Josef was waiting for him - when would he tell Nicholas? They’re probably sleeping. It’s late after all, said the moon. Tomorrow, the Raev decided. That night, he was graced by a dreamless sleep, a final mercy. In the morning, Viktor departed for Ando Alur with braver company than he. They would see it through alive, he thought, and he’d have another tale to tell. As the sun rose the following day, Viktor var Ruthern would not be there to see it. His work was done.

A raven-haired man looked upon that shattering rift, the task complete. A shame, that there were no answers to his boundless questions before he was pulverized into nothing.

"Again?" says a lad of the north, then showing the missive to a notably smaller friend of his. @Xx_BloodStalk_xX

cant believe i got here before the post did!

"How fortunate my wife is safe and well at home" A fellow remarked.

this looks like it could better serve as a druidism amendment/submagic/thingy. Theres the power creep with being able to dodge the normal druid disconnect, going thru singing trees without learning the feat, the mobile fae ring, and the dragon pets; and this is only what i can still recall. i also think being able to bang a leaf lizard and birth a half dragon hybrid kid should be removed

THE PACT OF LION AND DAEL Agreed on the 20th of The Amber Cold, Year 1 Elimarian Era (E.E.) ARTICLE I: Both parties do mutually agree that they will not engage in hostile action against the other, this includes physical attacks, as well as hurting Elimar’s feelings. ARTICLE II: The people of Edenia are permitted trade within the (massive) territories of the Grand Holy Kingdom Empire of Karosgrad II, including the trade of sums of mina, goods, and labor. His Holy Grand Majesty reserves the right to delay or reschedule his own service should he still have chores to do. ARTICLE III: Should it be necessary, Dark Dael or a representative will present themselves before His Holy Grand Majesty, Elimar Mondblume, and play a game with him. Signed, HIS HOLY GRAND MAJESTY, Elimar Mondblume, The Golden King, Troll Slayer, Champion of the Snow, Slayer of Darklings, Liberator of the poorfolk, Guardian of the realm, Uniter of the people Dark Dael

[!] His Holy Grand Majesty, Elimar Mondblume, has a letter delivered to Father Anders, alongside a wrapped meal! (@Crevel) To Mister Sir Father Anders, Thank you for the compliments, and unthank you for these mean accusations. If my kingdom is so illegitimate, how does it exist? That is some food for thought, silly man. Attached you will find some actual food for thought, my mommy made steak for dinner and it is very good. With Godan in my prayers a little more, The Holy Grand Majestic Lord of Karosgrad II

A NEW EMPIRE EMERGES The Grand Holy Kingdom Empire of Karosgrad II _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Dream: The city of Karosgrad is a wonderful one, but when I walk along the streets, it feels like something is missing. I am not ruling it. To amend this, I have established a new prosperous land. A city where (my) dreams come true: Karosgrad II. It is a place where the greatest among the land can gather and be greatester, that is the dream I had one day when I fell asleep at court because it was very dull. To make changes to the court, I would have to kill many people, but that is not a nice thing to do. Therefore, after one of my trusted advisors discovered new land, I decided to make my claim! [!] Depiction of the generous Elimar Mondblume as a babe teaching a peasant woman to read. The Laws: To maintain order, a series of rules have been established. All rules are subject to change if I do not like them or grow bored: If a conflict cannot be settled, it must be resolved through a duel. The rules of the duel are decided at that moment. The Holy Grand Majestic Lord may decide the rules if they cannot be decided. All elfkind who enter must take off their ears and store them on arrival as they make me uncomfortable. They will be returned on departure. If you are boring, the Holy Grand Majestic Lord reserves the right to execute you. There is to be no smooching of boys and girls to avoid the spreading of disease. To enter the realms of Karosgrad II would make one my friend. This is not negotiable unless I change my mind. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I, the Holy Grand Majestic Lord of The Grand Holy Kingdom Empire of Karosgrad II and my glorious court therefore decree: The position of Holy Grand Majestic Lord bestowed upon Elimar Mondblume. Referred to as His Holy Grand Majesty, the bearer of this title is charged with leading the Kingdom Empire. The position of Higher Pontiff bestowed upon the most pious Alice Irena Novellen (@venclair). Referred to as the Greatest of Grandest Priestliness, the bearer of this title is charged with ensuring the Kingdom Empire’s Holiness. The position of Knight Paramountest bestowed upon the most brave Royce Mondblume (@Javick). Referred to as the Mightiest of Strongest, the bearer of this title is charged with ensuring peace within the Kingdom Empire. The position of Lord Palapalatine bestowed upon the most intelligent Yvo Mondblume (@Limo_man). Referred to as the Wisest of Smartest, the bearer of this title is charged with advising the Holy Grand Majestic Lord. The Holy Grand Majestic Lord is free to make changes and additions to the court. If his Holy Grand Majesty does not feel like resolving an issue, it may be passed on to the members of the court. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Penned, HIS HOLY GRAND MAJESTY, Elimar Mondblume, The Golden King, Troll Slayer, Champion of the Snow, Slayer of Darklings, Liberator of the poorfolk, Guardian of the realm, Uniter of the people

I gotchu 1. Click where the red circle is and scroll down 2. Scroll until you reach the lore tab, then click on the link called "Implemented Lore" 3. At the bottom, click on the tab that says "Magic Lore" and go crazy Now you can learn about wtv you want, gamer. There is a lack of magics that rip ppl apart at the molecular level tho, makes u look a bit silly