FredrickTeufel

Gabriel Peter d'Arkent allowed his eyes to shoot wide upon hearing the will read to him. The letter opener he held dropped to the floor, his balled up hands now opening in a state of shock. He looked over to the servent who read the news to him and snatched up the later himself, reading it over quickly. The signatures, the seal, the words sprawled out in ink upon the paper. It was all true, yet somehow Gabriel did not believe it. He couldn't, how could he. He was the last born of his family, and yet he was now the first in line for the title. He glanced around the room, seeking someone to speak with on what it all mean't. Yet no one was around then, he was alone then as the servant headed out to other duties. His head fell low then, and all Gabriel could do was ponder on what he could do. What the future had in store for the new Heir.

Gabriel Peter d'Arkent would read over the missive sent out by his house and offer up a light sigh. His eyes going to a close in rememberence of his brother. A moment of silence filling the bedroom within which he sat. Resting behind his desk with the letter neatly opened. "John, you were a brother I didn't know well, to that I will admit. . . There was so much we didn't get to do together. Even still, I-" Alas, Gabe stopped himself. His words falling short of what he could say. He glanced around the room. Empty and quiet once more. The distant splashing of the waves against the ports of the city would echo in through a nearby balcony. Just beyond a wall that protected the jewel of the South. Gabriel would rise from his seat then, and allow for his saddened state to drift from the house, Out to those walls, looking out to the waves from their top. "You're out there, you'll come back soon." He'd mutter, knowing he was simply lying to himself.

Gabriel Peter d'Arkent narrowed his eyes as his eyes scanned the missive, a sigh leaving him. "I don't know if it will brew up a sense of brotherhood to the looser, but it's a fine idea." He stated, before rolling his eyes. Seemingly dreading the additional duties that he now had because of the game.

FULL NAME: Gabriel Peter d'Arkant AGE: 18 RACE: Heartlander RELIGION: Canonist ((MC name)): FredrickTeufel ((Time Zone)): CST

Sebastian Teufel Would grin upon recieving the letter, going to stroll to the new Castle that he was to inhabit only to find the front door locked. "Ah, I forgot we are at war. . ."

Theoden Akaln'riv would blink upon reading over the invite list before looking at his keep which was intended to host the large list of invited guests. "Why does guest list include entire nations?!" He would exclaim, worry filling him.

Sebastian Teufel readies his blades of countless quantity. His eyes darting between both the public bounty, and his own personal contract. "God have mercy on this poor sheep slayer. . ." He mutters at the moment before turning to the two that stood near him. "We have more people to question."

Theoden Akaln’riv smirks as he reads the letter sent out by his right hand man. ”Some joy before snow fall. Is many good!”

We are basically Russian High Elves.

Yes hello, it is I. Future Fred.

The Akaln'riv - " ~The West Knows Best~ " ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- History The Akaln'riv bloodline has no great leaders through history, there are no generals of mythic status, no politicians of legendary stature, no philosophers of grand renown. Akaln'riv was built upon an idea instead, "Hard work bares rewards". the reality of this cruel world is that the deeds of your ancestors do not create greatness in oneself. Greatness is seen in the harshest of conditions, and when found within those conditions, it is tested and put to extremes. It is in the deep cold that the workings of the Akaln'riv blood was first seen. The origin of the Akaln'riv is dated back to the fifty-fifth year of the Second Age. When Theoden Akaln'riv was born. The exact location of his birth is unknown, as many other aspects of his early years. All that is known is that the first of the Akaln'riv's roamed the North with a guitar slung around his back, and a rancher's hat upon his head, the only two things ever truly given to the bloodline. Within the deep frost of the North, there was nothing but desolation and hardship, the roads were the only homes known to the mali'. This start instilled a lesson that is to be passed down throughout the generations of the House. Nothing was given through blood, everything had to be earned. The origin of the Bear upon the bloodlines crest is a hint to the houses origins, with the beast being common to the Northern Regions, it's thick coats giving it an edge in northern survival. It serves as a reminder to all that it is in the cold that they all originated, and it is to the cold that the members of Akaln'riv will all return to test their worthiness. It is the ideology of the Akaln'riv bloodline is one of comradery and patriotism. For it is through the fellowship of others that a group can survive. It is for this reason that Akaln'riv maintains three focuses. Loyalty, Comradery, and Hospitality. None deserve the cruelness of baring the burdens of the world alone, especially not ones kin. It is through the collective unity of one's country men that Akaln'riv strives, for it is a bloodline that understands one cannot hope to survive and prosper by themselves. The dedication to the maintenance of the fields shows this sentiment, with the members of the Akaln'riv bloodline dedicating themselves to the field of agricultural development. Feeding the realm, after all, is a key component to the survival of a society. It is within the lands of Celia'nor that the bloodline of Akaln'riv calls home, far from the desolate lands of the North in which the house's origins rest. With the bloodline owing its prosperity to the realm. Akaln'riv is a line willing to fight for the continuation of it's home, whether from threats abroad or from within. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eymotology The name "Akaln'riv" stems from the elven words 'Akaln' meaning golden, and 'Riv' meaning claw. The name hinting at the golden bear which occupies the bloodlines coat of arms, and offical stamp. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC: Reach out to FredrickTeufel#1796 if you have any questions

Understandable Have a good day.

Bro I thought you retired.

When I read this post originally, I didn't comment. I value reason behind arguments, and we were missing a whole half of the argument. Staff hadn't yet put up their side of the story, I wanted to see the evidence behind the Ban. Now that the response is out, and the post is unlocked. I feel now that the stance is justified. This ban was targetted. As of current, we lack evidence justifying a ban against Twi. I understand the argument for keeping the evidence under wraps, but after reading the response. I cannot say Twi deserved a six month ban. A slap on the wrist and two weeks MAYBE. Not permanent with a appeal allowed in six months. I will admit, I am a newer Celia'norian. I am an Orenian that left when the drama became to much. I came to this nation and found some of my favorite RP that I had in a while. After playing for a few weeks though, I leanred a little inside joke we had. 'Do not talk about Haelun'or, or you will get banned.' At first I thought it was only that, a joke. I learned though that it wasn't when I saw that Voxy was banned. Voxy was my friend, and I talked to him a lot. He got banned for making his name on his alt 'Hobobojo'. Pretty funny, but he was banned for Staff Impersonation. I can understand that, but it made that old inside joke seem just a little bit more true. With all that being said, after reading the response, I no longer see that inside joke as a joke. It is the law. Do not talk about Haelun'or. Do not attempt to conquer another nation. The "Subjugation war goal" is now a bannable offense. I fear hitting the send button on this comment is a death sentence, but there is that little part in my brain that says go. So I am sending this out there. This doesn't feel right, and I hope that in the near future I either see a reconsideration on this ban, or I see some evidence to support the admin teams claims. Thanks for reading, sorry if I am bad at writing. I don't use the forums often.

I wish I could be innocent again. I wish I could ignore the BS of the forums and return to when I would just hang out with my friends. Me and the boys in Oren would just run around talk about the latest plan to destroy the Holy Orenian Empire. Kinda odd though how the actions of Urguan, Haense, and Norland against Oren back during the Tripartite years though would result in their NL's ban. These ban reasons are very broad, and using the logic behind them, I could get several individuals who have done these same crimes banned permanently if I felt like it, as could several other individuals.