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  1. Roland the Grand shuffles a deck of cards expertly in both hands, reading the parchment by candlelight. His brow quirks, and a mischievous smile forms on his face. "Well, I'll be..." He hums, taking a drag of his Distrugere Premiums as he ponders.
  2. Wow, okay dude. No mention of your old pal Kun in the post. Iss fine. Iss cool. (Stay in touch, big fella, and enjoy freedom!)
  3. Dante Durand mutters to himself, kicking the portcullis that separated him and the innards of Haense. Once again, he missed out on seeing Rowena perform due to silly nation gate procedure.
  4. Big ups for the upload original gangster 👏
  5. I agree with all the points brought up in this post. Hope to see some real change on the server soon! 👍 i need moar reagents i need moar reagents bigger tier potions !
  6. The Oyashiman Hexer, Masuo of Yamatai, reads this document and purses his lips. He has now been put in a tough position. Supporting his lifelong friend in her defense of these supposed righteous imposters, or investigating into them further and potentially uncovering an ugly truth, and being forced to act. He retreats to Spiris Eoin to deliberate.
  7. It's because the folks in the RP scenario just wanted to walk up and be unabashedly racist. Simple as.
  8. Sanjuro the Ronin reads upon the missive with a rather disappointed, yet uninterested, gaze. He crumples the paper up, and tosses it into the mud. "Typical human nation hug-box politics." He says, to no one in particular, and in a lingo yet unheard of. "Next, they'll pin something on the orks, and war them. Or maybe the elves. Or maybe the dwarves." He chuckles, then taking a swig of sake. "It's all cyclical."
  9. The Ronin, Sanjuro, furiously reads the Weekli in search of some reference of his name or the first Klomp held within the fight pits. Upon discovering that his name was absent, and that his conquest as the first champion of the Klomping Pits remained untold, he grimaced and crumpled the issue up. "Serves better as toilet paper." He grumbles, thinking rather disappointing thoughts.
  10. Now this, is epic. Editing because I realize I could plug something. I think when your character is in a high up position, such as NL, they should most certainly fall under a PK clause UNDER CERTAIN CONDITIONS. Raiding without planning in RP beforehand, banditting, and other low tier effort roleplay need not apply. However, if we were to use a system akin to, say, heisting or some such, then it would be more digestible. Trust me, I remember the day when the Oren Emperor got JFK'd and lived because "I dun wanna PK", and then the entire nation had to BS a reason why their emperor who was very publicly murdered is now walking the streets. In general, I'm an advocate for first death PK with legitimate roleplay, and I feel as though monk revives harm narrative as a whole. But that's just me.
  11. Rest in Peace. It's always heart wrenching to lose a member of this tight-knit community we have. It always hurts just a little bit more when it's someone you saw around, but never got the opportunity to interact with. It's a comfort to know that she was loved, and will continue to be loved. Thank you for sharing this post.
  12. map we're on for a week or so btw.
  13. The Ronin Hexer, Masuo of Yamatai, reads the warning while traveling along the roads. "Hrm." He grunts. "All this talk of Mori and giant spiders, and now the world is allying against one Nation." He'd purse his lips. "They better figure out their priorities, while this threat looms on the horizon." "A house divided cannot stand." He'd hum the words of a great philosopher of some far-off land, before crumpling the paper and tossing it aside.
  14. And blood-black nothingness began to spin.
  15. Masuo of Yamatai reads the missive with furrowed brows, noting how the child is trying to postulate knowing of war, and attempt to trap their mother in guilt over actions. He'd chuckle, tearing the parchment into fertilizer. "Children and their naïveté." He'd surmise.
  16. Masuo of Yamatai breathes a hefty sigh of relief for his friend, the Archduchess. He'd smile upon this news, having heard of the capture prior, but not of the outcome. He would make a pilgrimage to Petra soon enough, to celebrate.
  17. Sometimes I don't want to type a longwinded reply, as it's not worth my time and energy. A simple downvote works just as fine if I disagree but don't feel it necessary to write out a comment.
  18. I knew him mostly in name, but my heart weeps so bad for him and his family as if he were my own kin. A loss in this community is a terrible thing, no matter how big or small. I urge all of you folks to take a small moment and appreciate those around you both here and in flesh and blood. Life can change in an instant, and it's important to cherish those you love and care for. Rest in Peace, Szander, and may your memory live on.
  19. The Illustrious and Reputable Roland LeGrand would be in Kazimir's midst, also reading the missive. He perks a brow, a deep scowl forming on his face. "I think...that Hyspians and Haense-folk should stay separate from each other. Clearly, de hardened and ruffian nature of de Haensemen is getting watered down by de soft-skinned nature of dis... 'new addition'." He'd grunt, shuffling through the paper gently. "Should learn dem lesson from the Ping-folk, and the Talon's folk. Next dey'll want de gates closed all de time, and conflict in any form will be snuffed out by strict policing." He'd snicker. "And by God, kill dat horrid language in it's crib, for de love of the Fifth Exalted."
  20. You forgot the best character of all of them. L.
  21. Just make the server first (genuine RP) death PK.
  22. The Oyashiman ronin-hexer, Masuo of Yamatai, sat upon a stump in the North, sharpening his blade upon a whetstone. He'd heard the news, as a twisting grimace marking his visage whilst he continued his task. It is unfortunate, he thought. The king was one of the few level-headed folks that still roamed these lands. Along with that, he was one of the few royals that Masuo respected in any capacity. The Hexer sighs, inspecting his work, before looking to the jewel of the North. Apprehension was taking root, but above all, the samurai hoped the King had found some semblance of peace.
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