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Sat atop some crates nearby, a younger once-Knight leans forward to peer over Artair's shoulder. Arth thus offers the man a wide grin, glad for his friend's retirement. A quiet cheer echoes.

IGN: bloomtiara Character Name: Carmine Persona ID: 68812

It was the soot that attracted the Druid - the scar upon the land that was brought into distraught by the dragonkin’s righteous hatred. The woman picked up the missive to read, before abandoning it and beginning to tread homewards to green and pleasant lands—decidedly not rectifying the damage until the demonic were dealt with. She thought of the missive after travelling home, and spoke of the challenge to the Templar over a fireplace hearth. She then privately penned a letter to the Dragonkin, ●-----------------------------------------❜࿔༄ .ೃ࿔༄࿔❜-----------------------------------------● “Dear Nohr, I’ve not heard from you in some time, but I saw the remains of your missive and battle. The challenge sounds like a lot for you to take on alone. When shall I accompany you to take up this fight? At your call, A Tea Maker.” ●-----------------------------------------❜࿔༄ .ೃ࿔༄࿔❜-----------------------------------------●

Within the dim confines of her mother's manor, a pale and dead-eyed woman gazes in the direction of a bright fireplace. Her breaths catch on her throat and after the vision comes to pass, a sob rings into the empty space. She sunk back into the seat she often resided in, within that hollow living room. Her hands press along her ears, muttering softly to no one. "Something is coming for us ... How unfortunate."

I would like to ask a question about this part, because I am a bit tired to understand all of this fully, but is this a changed version from the previous lore?; being that they no longer have the ability to change their appearance/aesthetics, but now ALWAYS have some sort of nature affecting their appearance, and cannot look fully descendant like?

I thouroughly enjoy how the lore reads, though I'm not sure how I feel about a somewhat whole rewrite of the Character's personality due to the CA. While drawbacks are a given, and it makes sense for the CA for the obsession with nature being the reason Treelords are about, this heavy of a change in personality makes me wonder: - If they loose who they are before, it is not just that the character has been changed, but almost wholly rewritten, is what I understand, in a sense? And in the continuation, I understand the intense want to care for nature/plantlife/druidism(and is a point I enjoy), but if they tend to avoid descendants, semi-locked to speaking to only druids and really dislike people/non-druidic family/friends etc. in general and are no longer who they were before, the character(s) sound like they more or less become druidic event creatures played by regular players. They may as well be an event creature in that way, spoken to only rarely, if they never really want to interact with anyone else, or easily able to in any regard. I just think it'd be much more limiting in the playerbase than intended, both inside and outside the druidic community of players. I hope it could be ammended to be less tight on personality of being zoned out constantly and avoiding descendants as a whole, not that it doesn't make sense, but that it would be a boring character to play outside of when there are no events or situations of destruction of nature going on.

Also, while the attempt to spruce up old lore is very cool and all, I also don't understand this section either. The old lore is world lore, and is extremely freeform. So how would this be tracked and turned into a Feat, given how it stands now? How would they begin this? There's little to no way to track it other than going through however many people's logs, unless we're grandfathering world lore or something along those lines. It's very freeform to begin with, restricted only by people's storytelling imagination, and I don't think should be restrained like this. If people are breaking the old redlines, then they should be reported for it.

i heavily dislike this, from multiple things, but more or less ^^^ this part. it takes away some emotional freedom from characters using it, as in my opinion, you can know yourself and still be over the top. it's an inner emotional thing, not an outer thing or showcase of stoic-ness. I also dislike it because it's essentially pushing people away from the freedom that it was, and all characters that have it being morally strict and less emotional. knowing yourself doesn't mean you should be less emotional because of it, people vary greatly, and making all characters with this the "sage" kind of stoic archetype, even if freeform, doesn't sit well with me.

CLAAAYYYYYY

Despite the deep fright of being crushed by someone falling from a tree canopy, Alphonse smiled upon reading the missive. He was just glad his cousin he caught turned out alright after all, and began to cook something sweet to deliver to her.

The druid of Morning sat with her head in her hands, alchemicals spilled all over the counter after the vision came across her. The woman then raised her head, shortly afterwards heading outside, and gazing at the western night sky. What was happening now?

Wooooo! (another A name map eh) this is exciting! the landscape looks awesome! Hell yeah

Some simple creature watched his pacing from far above. Voices sung out in opera, mists swirling around his feet. Something unseen bore witness, as he gained the path he was to take from thereon.

An injured Barclay lad raises a fist high after the battle, muttering the lyrics to the tune in pride as he laid in recovery. "GOTT EST GUTTE!"

Wandering around Karosgrad was a young man. Meredith's very own twin, at that, standing slumped and pale, with fresh scars bracing against the Northern wind. Mourning the witnessed torture and death of his aunt not even a whole saint's day before, did the young man's mind only further fall from grace with the news that his twin sister's corpse had been discovered. "You were the most important person in the world to me. I've never said it before, but it's true, and I want you to know it. You were myself, and yet not myself, a very special kind of double. My very own sister." There were many words he'd never been able to tell his sibling, as she was scarcely seen, always adventuring, wandering places he could never convince himself to go. Never able to motivate himself to follow her footsteps, her courage, her daring acts. And he paid the price for his cowardice. He would never get the chance, never again.