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[Druidism][Feat] Druidic Transcendence “There is a Realm of Pure Tranquility. You need only to look past what you see as real.” ~Arinislia, The Owl Druid Origins Stories held within the old tomes of Druidic lore tell of the legends and myths that hold the vast secrets of nature and the realm of the Aspects. Visions caught in the dreams of the Elders speak of the brilliant majesty that is the realm parallel to our own yet entirely different in its own right. It is through these Visions that the Aspects speak towards their servants to give warnings of impending harm towards nature upon the mortal and fae realms. Yet another tether is also felt throughout all of nature. One that is bound eternally from the moment Druids are attuned and echoes across the realm in deep despair should it be permanently severed. It is this feeling within a druid’s connection that should a brother or sister perish from this world, an indescribable loss strikes the very soul of all of nature’s living servants. Yet also held deep within such loss, there is a certain peace and unspoken truth where the now departed brethren rest within the Eternal Forest. The Demi-Aspects of old carved in stone and displayed in various shrines of druid groves gives a hint to this very thing that perhaps those druids that have departed may eternally wander there. It is through these myths and legends that the Owl Druid began studying such mysteries. The Fae Rings, Fae, Soul Trees, Blight Healing, and even the pure connection itself that is blessed by the Aspects led the Druidess to discover a feat unheard of before. Communion being more than just speaking to flora and fauna. It is a step above that which the eye merely sees and opens up to many possibilities. As such, the Druidess had attempted to study and find a means acceptable in the deities’ eyes to transverse and commune with those departed. Without the approval of such, one could never truly transverse such a realm without feeling the absolute wrath of such Divines. Thus an acceptance was sought and found through the hints and studies she had obtained throughout the centuries of her mortal coil. Yet with great discovery comes great sacrifice. The Owl Druid held deep respect for the Eternal Forest yet could not ignore its call, eventually leading to her eternal rest within the Realm of the Wilds. Though with the new generation passing on the gift she left the world, more has now been discovered that has blossomed this further into blurring the lines between the Mortal and Fae Realms. Magic Explanation Druidic Transcendence is a feat that delves into the furthest reaches a Druid can take regarding their blessing. The Realm of the Fae being a mysterious and whimsical place that holds the Aspects greatest gifts and also guardians that protect their domains. This feat allows the Druid to tap into their Communion and create fae like wonders, way portals that form a bridge between the mortal and fae divide, speak to those departed, and even venture with their spirit to the Aspect’s Realm. This however comes at a cost and many dangers lie in wait for those that wish to delve into the pure and unbridled blessing they hold upon their soul. Ritual of Transcendence "You must be at peace in order to walk amongst the Sacred Forest. Even if your soul is in turmoil, find that serenity within yourself, and allow everything else to fade away.." ~Sonna, The Fox Druid Ritual of Transcendence[N/C] A beginning to a journey that delves deep into the very heart of the Druid’s blessing, this ritual is just the start of strengthening the bond of the servant and Fae that invokes blessings to spread upon the mortal realm. The connection made uses the existing tether between the Eternal Forest and the Mortal Plane that is empowered by a full Moon. Similar to a shaman's spirit walking, so will the druid's soul exit their body and leave an anchor behind. Their body is left in a state of meditation and connection whilst their soul enters the Fae Realm for a brief moment. This empowers their spirit with the direct energies of the Eternal Forest that then begins a change upon mind, body, and soul once it returns back to the Fae Ring. Mechanics: Redlines Mental and Physical Changes “I’ve delved and returned from within the furthest reaches of the Enchanted Forest, and yet I feel as if it has never left my soul." ~Damien, The Coral Druid Tier 1 With the beginning ritual complete and the connection between the Druid and the Fae Realm strengthened, the body and mind of the individual starts to change into certain perspectives regarding the natural world. Here at the starting stage, the Druid’s mind begins to shift as the melodies of the Eternal Forest hum constantly within their mind. Mood swings and certain habits can develop, including, but not limited too: Tier 2 As time goes on with the now strengthened bond from the Fae Realm, the Druid starts to take on slight aesthetic changes while the mind delves further into a primal state of being. It is here that the Druid struggles with their own humanity, having the lines blur for mortal and natural realms that play upon the individual’s mind while trying to adjust to their spirit’s awakening. This includes, but not limited too: Tier 3 With the bond of the Druid’s soul fully attuned to that of the Fae Realm, their body and mind now have completed its transformation to reflect that of their spirit’s true nature. Physical alterations now begin to be fully seen, ranging from skin, eye, and hair changing by colors, appearances, and developing Fae/Flora/Animal like qualities. The mind of the Druid is now fully in tune with the Fae and Mortal Realm as they become one entity of the Wilds. This includes, but not limited too: Redlines Abilities “Bewitched are druids who wander those enchanted boughs, the sleepsong of the fae with them ever more… Do you hear the distant chimes? They are here, llir.” - Aerendyl, The Timberwolf Druid Chimes of the Wildspirit[NC][Infusion] The Legend of the Wildspirit Chimes has been passed down for generations. Commonly used as a task to give a dedicant to learn about killing small animals and using every part to create something new, this shows the student that nothing is wasted and everything has a purpose in life and death. Yet the story behind these mysterious objects began when the dedicants would hang it above their doors. The wind strangely never causes it to stir yet as night would begin to fall and all seems silent, the chorus of the bones colliding against each other can be heard. Shadows soon follow right behind as small creatures seem to dart away and out of sight. Fairy Fire [NC/C][ Infusion] It was said that Taynei’hiylu’s emerald flames were the first glimpse of blight healing upon the land. Yet even before the Nature Dragaar drew her first breath, the Fae of the Nightfall Domain lite braziers and torches with enchanted fire that illuminated the paths within the deep forest where they resided. It was through these enchanted pyres that the Fae would draw forth prey with its mesmerizing glow to then get lost in the many maze-like pathways of their Domain to then get picked off one at a time. Ritual of the Fae Ring[NC] As the realms of mortal and fae continue to blur, new waypoints appear while others vanish from sight. With the shifting of the original Grove ever upon the Mortal Realm, the knowledge of Fae Ring creation was found once more to create new rings of mushrooms to expand the blur lines further upon the current plane. While this creation has been discovered, natural occurring Fae Rings can still be found hidden amongst the most balanced places of the world. Father’s Warden[NC/C] As Druids of Transcendence delve into the majesty of the Eternal Realm of the Fae, those that inhabit the Domains begin to take notice. The Druid’s actions and respect towards such beings are met in equal turn and at times, even will bind with the Druid’s spirit and follow them back to the mortal realm. As trusted companions, these Fae Creatures will give loyalty to the one that proves such yet if the Druid breaks their oath, unfortunate events are sure to follow. Call of the Eternal Guardians [NC] As the Realm of the Fae becomes more perilous from the misdeeds of those that disrespect Nature’s Blessing, a creation made by the Owl Druid for one of her students is re-imagined into a new ability that calls for those departed into a Fae Ring to converse with for a period of time. Yet with every gift given, there is always something to give in equal turn. And those that have found eternal peace may not always be kind when stirred from their place of rest. Walk of the Aspects[NC][Event Only] Stepping further into the Blessed Realm would the Transcendence Druid find themselves being able to guide fellow kin around the Sacred Forest. Yet in doing so, their own souls will be at risk regarding any encounters they may face. Whether it be of friend or foe. For the Eternal Forest’s call never wavers and always beckons its servants to come to their final resting place. One way or another. Tier Progression Tier 1 Druid undergoes the Ritual of Transcendence Mental effects begin. Abilities Learned: Chimes of the Wild Spirit, Fairy Fire Tier 2 Druid reaches this Tier 2 weeks after the Accepted App. Date Requires all previous abilities taught to reach this Stage. Mental and Physical Effects begin. Abilities Learned: Ritual of the Fae Ring, Summoning Fae Companions Tier 3 Druid reaches this Tier 4 weeks after Accepted App. Date (1 month) Requires all previous abilities taught to reach this tier. Druid is now able to obtain a TA, provided all abilities are taught. Complete Transformation of Mental and Physical Effects. Abilities Learned: Call of the Eternal Guardians, Walk of the Aspects Purpose Honestly the purpose of this rewrite was to give more essence to the Transcendence Feat and have it delve into the deepest reaches of what could be done with this side of Druidism. Its journey over the years has definitely given way to more ideas the community wished to see along with balancing the current ability so I stepped a bit farther and added a bunch of aesthetics along with some new abilities to introduce with the current overarching theme of the Fae Realm. The last ability Blessed Servants of the Wilds was made not really as something set in stone and has to be for any major eventline. Instead, the original intent was to provide a guideline for the ST to look at and draw ideas from when wanting to grant huge boons and also consequences following it. During that time of writing, the many members of the community expressed concern on how boons were being handled and a common recurring theme of consequence that was starting to lose its true impactful meaning. Thus I wrote alternative ideas several members of the community voiced and hopefully is taken into consideration whenever this situation might arise again. Should this piece get accepted, all those with Transcendence will have a 2 OOC week period of their characters going through the mental/physical changes outlined in said section above. There will also be several Grandfathered in to spread the Feat further. Original Lore: Transcendence Other Lore: Origins of Druidism, Fae Realm, Fairy Rings, Kulia Crystals, Mani Summoning/Boons Overall Writing: Nightcastor Writing the Father’s Warden Spell and General Suggestions: Classybells Epiphytes and Fae Suggestions/Interactions: Fleur, Twilight Consultation: WestCarolina, Junoix, Damien, HazelWazel, DragonofTaters, RaiderBlue

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Druidism Amendment/Addition: Singing Trees Art by: Thanakorn Suwapinyopas (TAANA7) Singing Tree[N/C][Requires Tier 5, Druidic Infusion, Powersharing] Description: Through the power of Druidic Infusion and Communion, the ancient art of storing memories, legends, and secrets amongst the trees long lost now has been rediscovered once more. These kulia crystal trees radiate in the sun and moonlight, whispering tales of history long past, words never spoken, and secrets that have been hidden through the endless walks of time. Those that wish to experience such a marvel will feel the presence of ones that left such memories behind, feeling as if they were there speaking through it with the wisdom and stories lost to history. Mechanics: The process of creating a Singing Tree takes time and focus, with a minimum of six (6) uninterrupted multi-line emotes being used in the creation process. A seed of any natural tree is placed on the ground with kulia crystals of the druid’s choice surrounding it in a circular pattern. The combination of the moonlight and the Druid’s energies pouring into the crystals and seeds creates a catalyst to where the tree is grown and infused together to form crystallized leaves of the kulia’s color. The tree itself will fully grow at a minimum of six meters high (6 blocks). Once fully formed, these trees can only be fully navigated by using an index, or power sharing with someone who has access to an index. Singing Tree Index: Weaknesses: Redlines: Purpose: The drive for this addition was mainly on how the original lore was being implemented, spread, and the current wishes of some in the community want to obtain it. While it originally was given to each group, it wasn’t effectively spread as it should have been. And because of the requirements of the Feat, it was left in a state where no one actively could pass it on. Along with this, many feel that this should be just an ability added to Communion instead of being a Feat of its own. This ability will be added under Communion/Control of Druidism Magic, being a Tier 5 ability. Those that have the feat will automatically have this marked on their Communion MA, gaining full access to the ability and how to craft anything as well as teach it if they have the required TA in Communion/Control. Depending on what ST Management decides, several will most likely get Grandfathered in as well. Original Lore: Singing Trees Other Lore: Kulia Crystals , Druidism Magic Writing: Nightcastor and some original lore used. Consultation: Valannor, DragonofTaters, Damien, Junoix

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@LoTC's Next Top Model @TreeSmoothie I'll address this to both of you since there seems to be some tension and I'll be clarifying this topic and future ones. Writing lore on the server and having it accepted does not give the writer(s) sole reign over it and the community it's based around. No individual can control who writes a rewrite, additions, amendments, etc. You can be considerate and come to the creator(s) and asked their thoughts and suggestions. This is fine and generally can soothe tensions and not create splits generally. But no one is obligated too and you certainly don't have to work with them either. Because lore in and of itself is made for the community it wishes to maintain and/or create. Not a sole individual or faction of a group within it. Be respectful at those that have made the lore possible, but also be humble by those that wish to continue the work or wish to add in making it better for the community overall. Most importantly, Have fun writing and remain civil.

Threatening rape and other horrible things over a mineman game. Then people saying the victim should just talk it out with the person and see progress of change. Lol what the **** did I just read?

Orcs not starting a war while elves are?!?! What backwards logic is this? Orcs need to play their racial properly here. :33333333333333333 Now get out there and make us proud guys. <3

I originally wanted to make a Stork Mani specifically for this purpose... But we don't need to bloat the Mani even further, and I didn't have the energy to pump out that much lore. Wi’wun-Prince of Cranes :3

Would previous chi users have an option to be grandfathered in or is this considered a new separate thing?

Giving away our secrets I see... *Starts to get annoyed*

The quiet whispers of the eternal night ushered in a moment of silence before a ripple would cascade across the emerald veil. It's dawning catching the attention of one forever observing the guardians of this enchanted realm. Curiosity gleamed from the starlite glow of the Druidess's eyes before her form vanished quickly. The sight of the new arrival would be filled with familiar faces. Though a presence would hover nearby upon one of the branches in the form of an ivory owl whose feathers shimmered in veridian mist.

Fleeing upon the gentle breeze would the whispers of Sunlord call to the old Lioness. The warmth of his embrace engulfing the once Keeper of Guardianship, causing a release of breath as she allows the mists ignite her being. For a moment, the old ember would spark to life, creating the youthful determination and resolve she once had in the old days. Yet alas, it then proceeded to fate. A faint smirk followed before the ivory haired paladin would continue on her way. "Perhaps, my Lord....Perhaps.." she mutters to herself.

The Final Sunset [PK Post] “Brother..You tell me to be strong and push to overcome my suffering..I say to you that I have been and never gave up trying..” Lioness Druid to Tristin Tresery The grassy plains of the savannah gently swayed from the warm breeze that washed over the area. A group of antelope hopped off in the distance. a lion alpha could be heard in the near distance, roaring at a rival or rallying its pride. It felt so surreal and calm, this most appropriate and sublime of paradises. Andria stood upon the hilltop, looking out onto the dry, sunlit flats as the shimmering final rays of light collapsed into a prismatic sea of yellows, oranges, and reds. Majestic, black silhouettes decorated the nigh on endless expanse. Acacia trees, bathed in rich twilight. Light and dark intertwined. The calm frolicking of naive prey while their dastardly predators lurked in the dark alcoves nearby. This place was her haven. It was her sanctuary, her lineage and her terror. The Lioness Druid stood there on top of that solitary hill, staring off in the limitless distance. But this idyllic realm, in all its savagery and its beauty, was different. She felt that in her soul and knew it in her bones. A familiar, dreadful feeling clawed at her mind. The very same she had felt before her first death. Those eras of limbo before being grasped and thrown into her, inescapable invisible cage. That nightmare was ended, it had ended long ago. And yet even still, her head could not help but turn to see if the same horror waited to claim her. No horror. No dire fang, no grim claw. But not nothing. A tall male ‘ame stood proud where the unknown horror might’ve been. Icy eyes, familiar and warm, met her gold. His body was void of all scarring that he had received in life and covered by the traditional clothing he wore long ago. “I knew, of all the places, you would find yourself here.” His voice spoke, tranquil and yet, oddly satisfied. Avius Csarathaire’s hand stretched forth, offering his right arm, marked by blazing ilmyumier marking along its entire length, to her. Andria paused at the sight, unable to believe what at first her eyes declared were true. Her gaze then quickly moves to study the surroundings for a trick or illusion of some kind yet none would be found. “It’s gone..” She said. The soul of the Tresery released a sigh of relief before stepping forth to embrace the Csarathaire tightly. “It is over.” He whispered to her, holding her form for some time before the pair sat down on the grasses looking out onto the ethereal sunset. “You are such an *******.” Andria huffed, having her head rest upon his shoulder while his arm was wrapped around her torso from behind. “I know.” He replied, smirk growing at the nickname before it faded somewhat. “How did it happen?” Andria would huff at that before replying. “I-...Hm..I don’t know. But it felt…peaceful.” She says before looking at the empty spot on her other side. “Artanis must be pissed at us.” Avius chuckled at that. “Good.” Memories filled Andria’s mind as her life moved across her vision. The teachings of Kairn and Awaiti showing her a path isn’t defined and set in stone. Mik and Layla guiding her to become a Druid and Priestess. Lyemar aiding her when Irrinor fell upon her shoulders. Amaryllis and her younger self having the literal weight of a nation at their feet and forced to deal with it at such a young age. The two grew close that allowed Andria to act like a mischievous girl that enjoyed the company of one her age. The images went further ahead, meeting Viper and those of the Father Circle who took her in and understood her path. Nivndil a soothing voice when she needed guidance. Evar’tir there by her side when she was alone. Kalius…Tristin…her family that helped her stand proud and strong. Miven then came into view. Young, bright, unburdened with the duties that laid in her future. The fate of two intertwined together as she helped her Sister towards what is known as the Vale today. Eir’thall a brother next to her. Few words were spoken between them yet they were alike in many ways. Asger, Laedrad..students she called them. Her distance kept yet at the same time, always watching. Wanting to express more yet never did. She gave her trust and love even as her words were harsh and uncaring. Still there were many more. Tailesin, Hareven, Sonna, Nenar, Neia, Eryn the list goes on…All of them appear in her mind’s eye before it would finally vanish. The burdens that shackled her down are now broken. Her nightmare had finally ended. She was free… Andria peered back at Avius for a moment before looking out onto the darkening vista, and looked forward to a second adventure. Art commission created by: Aerthieldraws on Fiverr Proof-Reading and Grammar Nazi: iMattyz

'No one knows who died?' The Lioness thought that was odd considering the battle that had just occurred. The lack of answers troubling several in the Vale that felt the disturbance. ' Are they someone barely known?' Still she found it odd that the Druii seem to swarm around a fallen Druidess barely clinging to life. Yet even more so, what Bluejay had asked her to do. At first, she just followed given it was an unknown process to her yet as she stood there on the steps from the courtyard below to stare down at the dying Sister, her body tensed. 'No...no..NO!!! SHUT UP!!!' Images flash within her minds eye and she then flat refused to aid. The anger was bubbling up again. The ire of being trapped struggling to release as she internally struggled to watch the process unfold. Hareven's gesture first to his axe causes her own to instinctively reply yet the duo would never exchange blows given the gift of a former cleric's words and a Keeper's presence that seem to let the logic and reasoning weep down into the Treelord's core. Even as others would command her to leave or ask too, there she stood next to this individual that managed to sooth her to some degree. Even her body wouldn't move as if there was a hidden Duty here to watch over her brethren. A Duty she refused to abandoned... "I'm sorry, it was Avius.." The words that left Miven's mate as they stood in the clinic thereafter at first didn't register. The Bear and Lioness both just standing there stunned at Eonan's words at the unknown Druid that fell earlier in the eve. "Where." Andria would enquire. Disbelief filling her being yet it was felt prior before. There was no other and he had yet to return. "Ontop of that hill, we can g-..." The words would fade off into the background as the Bear and her mate spoke. A deep, sharp pain would pulse from the Treelord's core. Crack! ....... '...Its starting.But it can't be here...' The Lioness left without a word as flashes of crimson clouded her gaze. Her quick departure from the Vale would leave her dear friend to follow. 'Please don't! Stay away. I don't want to kill you!!!!' Andria's mind were screaming out as her once beautiful cinnamon flesh had darkened to an ashen hue. Its smooth texture turned into a bark like texture as she was unravelling. The forest itself took the full force of the Treelord's release, causing the animals to run in fear while the melodies of nature dropped into a deathly silence. "I will not leave you!!" Miven's voice cried out, but anything further would have fade away. The Lioness had lost the one that was going to save her. To free her from her eternal torment and now...nothing mattered anymore. That realization would then hit her hard as the Treelord's maw would spread wide to unleash an ear-piercing shriek that had the unbridled fury and wrath of nature itself come crashing down upon the Forest. The very flora violently lashing out as the Druidess's soul laid bare. Her dear friend could only watch in horror at seeing the state of her Sister and quickly she ran to gather her weapon. Upon the return of the Bear Druid would she find the Lioness standing there silently. The side of Andria's right a sickening bark like creature akin to a treant with branches and leaves sprouted in a crude manner. "Lioness, fight me!!" Miven cried out. 'She isn't ready...she'll die...' The Treelord's thoughts whispered now yet the husk accepted the challenge upon the first attack of the Bear. And thus, the duo clashed. Blade to Blade. Spear to Axe. The two fought as wild beasts in the darkness of the night while Miven's mate and another stood by and watched in horror. The grieving creature held pause to the friend that tried to give her peace. Yet the death of Avius Csarathaire gave the Treelord no meaning anymore. 'Release me!!' 'Let me out!!' Over and over again her screams rang out but no one heard her. No one ever did. The words certainly never would come out. At the end, the Lioness's soul wanted to hug her Sister yet instead the Husk drew the axe to strike Miven repeatedly while the Bruin's spear pierces Andria's torso. 'Please don't die too..I-...I can't...' The other individual known as Raja and Eonan closed in to save the Bear. With the mace flying in to strike against Andria's head, the Treelord's husk burst into a flurry of leaves that nestled down upon the bloodied bruin. 'Don't die Sister...please...no one can save me...my phoenix...I'm...scared..' And there she was again. In her invisible cage. The images of her death and life thereafter repeating over and over as she clawed for escape. Only this time, the phoenix wouldn't be there to wait for her return...

Standing silently above the small settlement of the Vale, a figure armored in crimson would stare upon the self-proclaimed Lion that dared declare so boldly a title she had held time and time again. A bemused smirk would form upon the Treelord's lips. The Lioness finding herself still watching over the cub that she taught. "Self-discovery, Lion. Now stand proud and strong." The Elder Tresery would murmur. The faintly crimson glow between the slits of the helm would flash a darker hue for all but a moment, before it fades back to its original state. With that, the armored figure releases an irritated growl before stepping back and vanishing into the shadows of the canopy.

This letter and those prior will be sent to the both parties as well as the High Prince and Elvenesse Council. I will officially state here that my opinions and my actions were done by me as an individual, not enacting the main viewpoint of the Father Circle. The only official statements ever to be acknowledged that reflect the Father Circle’s views will have ALL Raitheans signatures on it. Skana ap Tahorran, When these letters were first sent to me, I had figured the boy that so boldly claimed and challenged an Ancient Druid Elder like a man, despite everyone there numerously telling him to cease, would rise up proudly to his opponent accepting it. Now I see the pride and strength that was once held removed and replaced with arrogant cowardice because of being safely tucked away in his home. Your words weaving lies and slander that all of us there started this and only NOW do you try to invoke Elvenesse Laws to bring the city into YOUR situation upon which you started? The fact that you are related to Laetranis explains much of your behavior and the utter lack of respect you truly have against anything you involve yourself and the Nation that you reside in. You are banking upon your youth to sway the hearts of even the authority figures and tell your slanderous lies that you didn't do anything to invoke this. That you were silenced because of what you spoke of. No. Everyone there was told this was to be a peaceful Moot of the Ichorian Creed. It was moved to the wilderness out of respect for the grounds of the Circle I watch over and to not clutter the city’s square. It was stated there that if one wished to speak, they needed to raise their hand. Something that even the High Prince of the Elvenesse knows because of the chaotic mess Druidic Moots can be. At first, you did this. A respectful gesture from an outsider thinking upon joining. We heard your concerns and your questions. It was answered in turn. Yet when the Viper Druid did the same. When he respectfully raised his hand and spoke of what he wanted to do, you suddenly went off out of line. And kept doing it. Ti, we are more than aware of what Viper spoke of. Of wanting to deal with corrupted Mani in his own way. Of course it collided with others beliefs, including your own. However, That is a belief. A viewpoint that not everyone shares. Nor does everyone share your sole belief in worshipping the Nemglan, the Spirit of the Thunderbird. You want to step upon the path of Druidism and thus you got a taste of it. Because it isn’t a singular belief or viewpoint that everyone follows. Every Circle has their own paths. Every group follows their own ways and/or creeds. Despite of course the clash that could occur upon what Taeral had stated, all there that stood knew of this yet spoke respectfully in return. Even he asked if this would be issues with several. And it was answered it would be to some groups, yet not to others. YOU were the one that broke this respect and peace. YOU went off like a raging child instead of voicing your concerns like everyone else there. YOU were told numerous times to cease this and instead, raise your hand. You didn’t and continued your disrespect and insults towards the peace of the Moot stated at the beginning. The absolutely disgusting part about this whole thing is now backing away from the very thing you were so adamant about. You refused to leave that moot and fought against those trying to remove you. You sat there insistently defiant and wanted to continue your wrath. And thus everyone heard it. You then decide to challenge the Viper Druid. Despite my, HIS, and everyone else’s warnings there that he would flat kill you instead of sparring, you wanted to continue it. His patience held far more than my own, trying to avoid bloodshed on a clearly untrained youth. Yet you did not care. When you pulled out your weapon and held it ready to fight, you were then considered a threat. You pursued your endeavor and redirected your ire towards Quillian and directly challenged her. You ignored all the warnings thus far of what could happen. And again, you continued. If my ire over the fact that you weren’t handled and dealt with by then along with invoking the utter wrath of the Viper Druid over your constant pestering of him to engage in a fight, a corpse would’ve been taken back to your Tribe instead of a pathetic whelp with a now missing eye. I struck you down with the intent to invoke my statement earlier towards you. My actions sacrificed honor to save your pathetic life. A gesture I will not make again due to your inability to stand firm and accept what you so stubbornly wanted to do. If you want to pursue the law of this nation, I suggest you start with yourself and the attempted assault upon a peaceful gathering and your utter failure to cease your transgressions even as others had to subdue you. You want to try and invoke the punishment clause? You stood at a Druidic Moot, a gathering of Druids, and ignored the blatant warnings we stated to you with the rules and ways that were told of what could happen. Like Laetranis had to learn prior before, you did so tonight with your own arrogance. I don’t personally care if you decide to go through with this challenge or not. For this decision falls solely on you and your actions will have consequences. If you dare come at any member or I again, we will take you down. If you want to play victim and hide in your boat upon the sea, do so in your shame and cowardice. You wish to follow the path of the Wilds? You WILL learn then how your words and actions carry upon your journey. Nature is not kind when you invoke its wrath. Neither are we. Signed, Andria Tresery, The Lioness Druid

okay im warclaiming the elvenesse myself now

As the missive reached the Lioness that dwelled within the Father Grove, the words spoken upon the parchment released a sudden burst of primal druidic energies that was held inside the Druidess. The darkened sanguine glow reflected within the golden irises in a swirling mix of anger, hatred, and the feeling of solace towards her old mentor. A deep breath would then release from her lips, quelling some of the rage within as she then proceeds to step foot outside the city and into the Wilds for some time. "Ellaurir ay'Ame, kae Mahae nae sanere. Cerun okansaen'ehya ito heya'leh myumin, kaean nae'leh Sirame ahern'onn adonterae, iyul kaean hiylun myumierae. Marhiylun maehae'onn, nae'leh iheiuhii il'kae ahera." The Tresery would murmur in prayer.

Upon stepping within the inner city area of the Elvenesse, the female 'ame would casually step into the library area where the small tome would catch her eye. With a grasp of her hand, she would then lift it up to proceed reading the contents until finally taking a deep exhale of breath. "Much of this I share with you, Brother. I and several others witnessed first hand of the vile deeds of those races. Yet still...even with these laws in place, its somehow still allowed to have this occur. Soon half breeds will run amuck because of this lax in judgement while our own get raided, hunted, ears removed, and harassed." she bluntly stated, moving to place the tome back where it was found. "The only disagreement I have is the breaking of bones of an Acolyte for a trial. It simply is a matter of medical knowledge. Bones aren't easy to fix and can permanently cripple a warrior." She then would give a shrug before stepping out of the building to continue on her way.

I get what this lore is meant to do but at the same time, I find this taking something that anyone/group can RP and/or provide approved events for and restricting it down to these specific magics. It's rather odd to me really reading this though it definitely is an interesting take on prophecies . The iffy part for me however is the allowing of character information easily gained from this. (even with OOC consent).

Damn if only we had a team that could do this. Oh wait, GM team. Is that you?

@Amayonnaise I want to note that actually I had one of the manastones (crystal thingies) which the paladin lefkos allowed me to take and hold onto for awhile. When it was time to gather the three, my char gave it to nivndil to whom she trusted. And other nations were actually involved for a bit but they rply dropped out which that was their choice. The reason why you saw more druids is because they never gave up. Paladins too and other groups. I will say however that I agree with part of your statement as being one of Irrinor myself. Most information regarding events seemed like it was more catered to certain groups and trying to follow along or even get any information/warning to go do stuff was pretty much non-existent to a certain point. Which kinda killed my mood to continue or really know what was going on unless told offhandedly. As for the past events, I don't think that's the druids fault or any group's fault really. Because it was different ET doing it and the druid group(for example) just happened to respond.

The citation link is under review, not accepted. This isn't really culture at all with you have these differences plus this. “original” undead Rh’thoraen unless the character is raised as an undead, such as a Ghost or Darkstalker (with permission from the Story Team in their CA). This is more a race that needs to be accepted first.