TheCaptain

[!] Papers hung about in the shadowed alleys of cities, hastily nailed by unseen men in the middle of the night, their damnable words waiting to be torn off by the city guards. The call to my Vampiric legacy From the moment of our blessed embrace into this eternal existence, we've endured an unrelenting symphony of torment. We've been ruthlessly pursued, mercilessly vanquished, subjected to grotesque mutilation, stripped of our humanity, and left to prowl the unforgiving, shadowed alleys and streets of our cities. Our sanctuaries were plundered, our kin set ablaze at the stake, and our dwellings razed to the ground. I've borne witness to your anguish, my bloodthirsty progeny, and I can bear it no more. To my lineage, those who now cower in solitude, gripped by terror, shattered, and ravaged by the descendants, to those who share in the blessed gift of vampirism yet remain ensnared by the trappings of their former lives, I command you to seek me out. I am Vukosav Radomavic, The father, the sire, to many of our blessed line, and I extend my loving embrace to you, my cherished offspring. I shall teach you, keep you safe in the brightest of days, you will learn to live in a world where there are no bonds to be broken, no shackles to keep you in place, no fear of death and no threats to your livelihood. I shall teach you to hunt, to live life without limits, for in isolation, our strength dwindles, but together, we topple empires of gold! I envision a world where we stand united, towering above all, where we no longer tremble at the descendants and their weapons of destruction– their salted tests, their puny wooden stakes, their burning pyres nor their vile garlic breath. We shall dominate this realm, and they shall grovel, beseeching at the very mention of our names. And to those who have extinguished the lives of my bloodline, those who have condemned them to the pyre, reducing them to ashes as they did to my own flesh and blood – I shall have my revenge, and it shall be a vengeance that chills even the most sinister of souls. Stăpânii noștri au plecat, cătușele noastre sunt rupte. multă vreme să trăim, multă vreme să domnim.

Whenever a magic includes a method to forcefully disconnect a player from their magic, it WILL incite bad actors rather than remove the bad actors. If you really want a method to remove the magic from a player, remove the consentless aspect of the rite. Make it a choice by the players themselves and if your attempt was to deal with bad actors, search for an alternative method, maybe strip part of their magic, disallowing access to the more stronger aspects of magic or write modernised redlines for old, overpowered pieces that are abused, but this current implementation will hurt a community that from what I have seen, is not even toxic. Just because a magic is old, doesn't mean it needs to be modernised with the most painful aspects of other magics, focus on the good and fun of life and not what makes it worse.

This will hurt the community more than help it

Become a corc, corcs are based and really not hard to find, every dark coven has one :D

Shamans rejoice!

lol, someone got trolled by a blood mage

"Oh? The Palebeast is an actual being and not just a bedtime story? huh, who knew!" A random count spoke as he continued drinking his wine, very surprised and intrigued.

A hobo in the streets picked up the paper, twisting and turning it as he tried to read the words "Hot diggidy dog, now this 'ere seems very interesting" he remarked before walking off, his sandals clapping on the stone bricks as he went away.

Honestly, what's the worst that can happen. MC NAME: Count Dracula CHARACTER NAME: Capn_avery DISCORD: capn avery#9608

An unknown count sat and read the missive, a small laugh emanated from the man as he took a sip from his wine "Well then, if they are dumb" he tossed the missive away as it fell into the trash bin beside him "They are dumb"

Vukosavs: Augrecs:

I annoy people until they like me.

Los Sanguine Del Petra Opens to the public !WITH A PARTY! The Duke of Los Sanguine invites all to come and visit our fair little city, hidden upon the outskirts of Krugmar. Once the sun sets we will all gather around our lands, we will all gather in the tavern where we will drink to our hearts content and only stop once we all pass out. So come for a night of shots, drinks and merry making in the tavern of Los Sanguine Del Petra! Directions: To get to Los Sanguine, go to Krugmar and at its cave entrance, turn right into the old city, go past the tree made of blood and gore and make a right turn onto the small path, turn at the first left where a sign is that says “Pinkeh Village”. Follow the path and keep left until the path goes into the hill and it turns into a small stone path. Follow this until the house at the end, move past it and you will find a gate with a ladder, go up the ladder and follow the wooden pathway until its end where you will find Los Sanguine. Time: Friday, 2pm est 2022/08/19 Location : Los Sanguine Del Petra (If you struggle to find the place, pm me on my discord capn avery#9608)

This is a much needed amendment and I would love to see it implemented.

As Augrec walked past one of these Blargs he read the missive ,with a smile he spoke "Bumba has the strength to lead, he will fare well... I hope" and with that, he departed.

"Well, seems The heat still hasn't died down" the most Unholy Ser Vukosav Spoke as he leaned back in a chair, silently drinking from a blood red cup. "Oh well, it seems my vacations has extended..." and so he relaxed, going back to basking in the darkness of some unknown crypt enjoying some elven cuisine.

Hidden from view, the count watched as his dear friends mind departed onto madness. Every part of his being grasping onto the ravenous darkened shadows of his research as he toiled away, day after day. Yet no concern washed over the count, rather in his turbulent Manor a smile erupted upon his blackened face. Was this planned or did it simply please the Count as he watched his most diligent scholar toil over work of eons ago More of those God worshipping fools are needed to fuel the ever breathing forges of the underworld, none shall stand in their way...

The African looks at the missive after waiting for it to load for thirty minutes. Nodding his head he muttered something in his unga bunga language, it seems as if though the African does indeed agree with the hot takes here. He scrolling through the comments as he was to go and write his own take, yet in an unexpected twist. His power went off... In his sadness he stepped out of his hut into the ever hot kalahari sun. Adjusting his loin cloth which exposed his butt cheeks, he continued onwards towards his pet Lion, giving her some well deserved scritches as she ate another Kudu, he once more muttered something in his unga bunga language. A sadness washed over him as he stood up and ventured onwards, taking his bow and arrow as he clambered onto his elephant, Idowu Sithole. Giving the elephant named Idowu a pat on the back end, it began walking through the thick thicket. He was to go and slap some sense into Eskoms behind for No matter how retarded your power company can be, scheduling regular "power outages" is not the way to go.

I feel you bro, my dude is 5'6'' and he is overshadowed by most women

Count Vukosav looked upon the paper as he slowly raised a brow and with his oldened voice he spoke "aaah, my children, oh children, it is good to see that you are not starving" and so, he went back to wandering about the world.

Count Vukosav remembered his days in Vasiyeva, how he found the love of his life, how he wandered the cities breathtaking halls and landscapes with pride and joy, the numerous people he met, from nobles onto moonshiners... yet despite this, one day he woke up for it all to be stripped away as he was exiled into nothing, a once proud noble reduced to a lone wanderer. "at least I can say I was there, in Vasiyeva's final days" he said as he watched the city burn, closing his eyes he spurred on his horse, the beast slowly moving onwards.

Qizu Sent me this over discord, not gonna lie, its a really nice piece, my favorite was one of the tenants :D +1 from me chaps

We have failed you monk nipple, may you rest in peace.