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Calahan O'Rourke
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Adunian
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Stop naming wedding and diplomacy pacts stupid shit.
Pyrite replied to SimplySeo's topic in Miscellany
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[LORE ADDITION] MALCHEDIAEL'S RADIANT TEMPLARS - CLEANSING CLAP
Pyrite replied to Islamadon's topic in Livestreams
approve greatly, slapping is very on brand -
Based my fellow not blue tag server player.
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they're in my walls
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An ancient patriarch of Falkenrath reads the family history...
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OH'SEHN VAL LOCH'TOHL [A Wedding Invitation]
Pyrite replied to Cally's topic in Commonwealth of the Petra
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Have you considered the name IntelligentVanguard?
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The Templar stood in the ruins of a land that was no more then hell on earth. He had made his way there after hearing the news of his Uncle's death. Informed by his cousin whom had witnessed it. For the first time in years he had wept. A Holy-Knight he was, not often offering emotion that showed weakness. The loss of Auden, a man akin to his father, this pain ripped at his heart. There were no words. There was no action, no novel, no painting to describe the pain of this man from where he stood. Prior that day, no more than a few hours before he was informed of Auden's death, he stood in these same ruins taking lives. Ending the miserable existence of fleshy creature's that were once men. How valuable was life truly? He drank his sorrows away, on the rooftops of that godforsaken town. Months sober all burnt by the tragedy of death. What was he to do? He'd known who did it, why did he wait? No... He couldn't even answer the questions for himself. Grief ridden- He watched the sun set on another fateful day. For it was time for the stars to appear...
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What is your name, hero-to-be? Calahan Antonius What is your age? 67 What is your race? Adunian Where do you reside? Where the wind takes me, or the light of courage need be shed. What powers do you have to fight against this great evil? The dutiful service of a brazen warrior under the light of Malchediael. What is the meaning of a free-spirit, in short words? A free spirit is one able to do an act as they wish, bolstered by an unafflicted mind, and harmed by those of darkened manipulation.
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Formatting looked great, but as best described by a friend of mine, it came off as a Holy Spook Like Paladins but more freeform
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"The False Lord has made an irreparable mistake." Uttered the Adunic Templar as he stood at the top of Halstaig, looking further to the West "Truly a disgrace to our kin and his father's memory." He then added clicking his tongue "The frost must have gotten to him..."
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[✓] [Rewrite] [MA + FA] Kani - The Art of the Oscillit
Pyrite replied to ronin_champloo's topic in Recently Outdated Lore
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[✓] [Rewrite] [MA + FA] Kani - The Art of the Oscillit
Pyrite replied to ronin_champloo's topic in Recently Outdated Lore
This came off way easier to read as opposed to the previous Kani lore, very nice. Though I wonder, can Kinetic Blast be used with other heavy hitting spells? -
Looking For A Templar to teach a character.
Pyrite replied to Ultrabrine's topic in Looking for Group
Seek one out IRP, they won't come to you especially in OOC -
An aged Adunic man peered from the sanctuary of Halstaig, down to the courtyard when the news arrived. A solemn sigh as he lit two sticks of pine incense within the room. Calahan of Rourke kneeled, uttering a foreign prayer to his god... Knowing he would posses the mantle of regent. He made a promise to Theodosia... "I will do you right." Rasped his voice knowing she would hear him "Your children will be raised well... Politicians and warriors. They'll do you right." He continued, his voice neutral as the room filled with incense Now even in sadness, the Templar shed no tears, the feeling too familiar... He arose from his knees after a final prayer, stepping out into the halls of the white castle with a huff. He had work to do.
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