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"shall we soon sail, maehr. Zob el yyr hon laht!" the rugged dark elf would hum as he smiled.

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The bearded maehr stood with disbelief inhis eyes as he heard the news, another friend passed. "Akuu bo ylarya, thyleer. Helun-Velulaeya hon laht..."

To be honest, while I do not take much issue with the current system, I preferred when whe had warps that functioned like the boat/carts that teleport you with a countdown. Not only are those immersive and aesthetically pleasing they are easy to use and understand for new players. Perhaps having boats/carts that lead to the designated places from CT to the main places might be the best solution.

The bearded Maehr's brows furrowed as he read the letter, his mind filled with concern at the mention of Evelynn. "Evelynn..." he murmured softly, his voice tinged with a hint of worry.

Zirath approves of this, go valin'dar go

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very nice, cannot wait for the new map

majestic

I always keep stuff to myself to avoid slurs and discrimination, quite sad. Most punishment these people get is a slap on the cheek and they'll be back at it again.

Sigh anyway i love zilldude

Well said. A detailed report that describes the air of hypocrisy around here.

A dark elven man lifted his head with great effort, he overheard about the news through that door which was not his while he laid immobilised and impaired upon the blood stained parquet. Upon his lips a faint smile was seen as he abandoned his head on the floor once again.

This server has gone downhill. Blatant case of target banning. disgusting.

The dark elven man would be busy in his office when the message was delievered. His right hand reached to unfold the parchment as he leant back in his chair, he read those words in his mind asn tightened his grip onto the parchment. "I will visit, Llir" he said as he laid the sheet on the surface of the desk "ah'll see ye again, soon"

I cannot express my disappointment, i have a lot to say but @Monkee said it 100 times better than I could. I kept my mouth shut and I didn't complain publicly about this shitshow until now because I thought administration had a tiny bit of COMMON SENSE and I didn't want to appear as petty, but lately every hope i had has been ruined. I'm sorry to be rude but I cannot express it with any other words: not only Administration has proven to be incompetent with handling such situations and disputes but it has proven to not consider the playerbase, safety, welfare and integrity at all! I would like to say a lot more but it's better that i stop here, since the others above said a lot of the things i wanted to say. I am so tired i can't even be mad anymore, I'm just greatly disappointed. If you really care about the playerbase, CHANGE! And show us that you do! This said, I hope you are having a good day :) this is nothing personal.

[!] a parchment would be delivered throughout the Dual Principalities of Fenn and Nor’Asath and beyond “Dear Citizens, I, Zirath Talhoffer R’Ikarth, am pained to announce my departure, after decades, from my position of Prince of Nor’Asath and Prince of Mali’Ker. Throughout these decades I’ve exponentially grown not only as a leader but as a person. I was simply born from a humble family of hunters and throughout my life i did not only participate in the founding of Stygian Hollow under the wing of Vival Velulaei'onn but i founded my own clan, the Clan R’Ikarth, in honor of my mother Rielle R’Enar, I even became Archon of Stygian Hollow, suddenly and unexpectedly entrusted with Vival’s duty after his passing, and brought most of the Mali’Ker under the same city once again with the founding of Nor’Asath as I welcomed them all under my own wing as Prince of Mali’Ker alongside our Fennic allies. I now approach my first century of life and I would never have foreseen such a future back when I left my simple life of a hunter in the countryside. I must admit that I was inexperienced, young and naive in my first years of leadership, but thanks to my Clan’s and Kin’s support I was able to become a respectable leader and Mali’Ker. I’ve learnt that leadership skills must be refined like many other arts, years of error and trial, self growth and challenges are needed to truly shine. I now speak to all Mali, my kin, my citizens, my soldiers, if you ever aspire to lead your kin you must know that this is a path full of sacrifices, hard decisions, challenges and trials, such as life, you must begin such path with a strong soul and mind as it can truly consume you if walked on it the wrong way and never, never walk alone. I’ve had no other option but to abdicate as Prince due to my declining mental and physical health, I shall retire and instead focus on leading my Clan, my own family, legacy and heritage for the time being as I believe Nor’Asath deserves a better Leader. Although I shall not leave Nor’Asath, as I still have projects to accomplish within these walls. I announce my trusted Halerir, Netseth Loa’Chil, as the new Prince of Nor’Asath and new Prince of Mali’Ker, he shall bring forth the unity of the Mali’Ker by stepping onto my now former throne. I wish all the best for Netseth as I am sure he will be a wonderful and refreshing leader for our thriving community. My kin, my citizens, my soldiers these were tedious but many fond memories were forged and shaped like a refined blade and I hope you will have fond memories of my ages upon this throne too, I still have much more to say but words are not enough to express it all, Aheran for staying by my side” Zirath Talhoffer R’Ikarth R’enar Now former Prince and founder of Nor’Asath and Prince of Mali’Ker former Archon, Grand Veneur and co-founder of Stygian Hollow Clan Leader and Father of Clan R’Ikarth the sun shone, and yet the crow took off and flew away to a new horizon ooc:

The young prince sat in his studio as he received that missive. As he pondered who the writer might be he offered the weapon displayed on the wall before him a glance.

The mali'ker would look upon the box he prepared as a gift for his friend, it would rattle ever so slightly.. let's say Zirath was not the best at gifts, but he did try this time. At least he tried.

The dark elf would receive the invitation as soon as it was sent, upon reading he nodded approvingly with a smile hidden under his mustache "A great thing an' notice during these troubling toimes, perhaps we may enjoy ourselves when we can" he would then place the invitation upon his desk and gazed out of the window "congratulations, Vytrek"

The dark elven prince watched upon the banners that were set aflame, his golden eyes glowing slightly. Blood was splattered onto his armor and face, although his weapon was strangely clean. "Et es not done..." the gaze drifted away from the flames "...ah'm not satisfied... the's jus' began fer ye lot" he mumbled before leaving with his kin.

Would sign the pact with a smile on his face "so it begins" he said to himself as he glanced at his kin and sat down, interlacing his fingers