Disklexia

Relatable Relatable. Honestly, Yeah. If they are being a prick. Yeah D20 would be prefered. I met people that threw a hissy fit over not giving up food. LIke Mechanical food. You know. The easiest thing to get on this server.

To be honest. Yeah I relate to this. While yes, I do make the same mistakes sometime it does not get as bad as the example you give when someone tries to exploit your emote. And the PVP default at that point gets a little frustrating when you spent 3 hours CRP OR even being in a emote Debate (Which I seen some last over a little an hour) Literally a lot of this behavior comes from a few things. 1. Main character Syndrome. Some people would do this so they could feel validation or pride within their characters. Don't get me wrong. A pink tag/new player will have this phase. It's okay. It gets really annoying when you have someone that play for years do this. 2. PVP goons/PVP default. A lot of the time a debate is happening OR said side is loosing they would do anything to try to enforce PVP to happen. I seen AND been in situations where they will try to switch CRP to PVP just so they can have a chance to win (Which usually is OOCly motivated._ 3. Finally, OOC targeting OR the opponents disliking each other, I seen too many times where someone will try to powergame, Metagame, emote Debate, Or whatever is under the book To clutch against someone they dislike. I was of Victim of such AND nearly became a suspect. I been in vc with people that are crping with someone they don't like and at times would meta or powergame.. It's quite crazy.

As the Jusmia read this, He would feel something he never thought he feel for a Vallah before... Mourning. He remembers the young Aldrych when he first met the man. He himself didn't know it at the time but He was the only Human that Vakas actually fully trusted. His face would turn into an expression of depression. As he would look down upon the letter. A single drop would fall onto it. His eye would widened as he would just wipe it. He would then sigh as he goes look for his son. A few sniffles could be heard as he places on his helmet and takes his leave along with the letter.

Vakas would go and read the letter as he would pinch the bridge of his nose. He would then turn his hand down at his face as he would comment. "Honestly, I am not surprised. Through out Celia'norian history they always were doing something sketchy. I even had a few encounters myself. One with the cult that try to attack a elfess in the Vortician mines. Another in the capital itself when the leader at the time try to protect a phantom with obvious Malice by using her authority. I do hope however, Part of my family that lived there and a little settlement are not caught in the crossfire.. They deserve better and Celia'nor finally deserves to fall."

The Jusmia would reach the missive as he nods "At least there is a family in Celia'nor that did not fall into it's dark holds. I will respect this family where the respect is deserved. You have my respect"

The elf would read the missive as he stood there for a moment. Seemingly in his thoughts as he then would comment "Good for them. I hope their future will be prosperous." Vakas Jusmia would go back to his duties.

Throughout my time in LoTC I had good times and bad times. From the beginning it was my escape from reality when covid hit the world at it's hardest. It was an escape goat from my depression. But just like any drug or addiction the hint of it at the moment might be good. But doing for long term can truly **** you up. Before this server I was a lonely man in VrChat. I met someone on there they were my bestest friend. She was a sweet friend yes she had her problems but still a friend at the end of the day. She would one day introduce me to the server.. She did warn me but I insisted. This action would lead me to joining the server officially. I started off in Norland. Now for those who know this server, when it comes to two or more nations going against each other it is not just rp it's also ooc. Me being a new player did not understand this... My first exposure to the toxicity. I was loved in Norland. Back then it had a settlement. Where my best friend at the time resides in. This settlement would later be known full of rumors and such. This settlement would cause me trouble to come due to it's leader at the time. Which they are now TOS banned. Thank god they are. I lost my best friend due to drama that went out of hands. I tried to defend the person that was getting oocly targeted but I would shortly get attacked. Rumors soon would spread about me. Nothing really bad more like the leader did not like who I tried to defend. I would soon get my character banished and punished over obvious ooc targeting. Later on the leader would come in VC with me and blame me for every little thing that happen within this settlement. He went to an extreme in this. Made me look bad. And even now I have people still saying this even though they were not there for the situation. I mean yeah I get it I had hurt people but lets be honest. Who in this server hasn't? I would soon move to another place.. This place went from a district in a settlement. Turned into a settlement then too a nation. All I am gonna say. I had so much of a breakdown cause once again I felt targeted. And PK'd a character of mine cause of it. Then after all that time I finally found a community. While was very small I did make my first best friend in a Long time. He helped me through alot of the bullshit and paranoia I was going through. Even him and another player would adopt my character into their rp family. At the time I was really happy. I can't thank them enough. Then another community with players like me that had it bad with the one settlement.. They put their trust in me and that made me happy... I never had people do that before in a sense of lordship. I went through my up and downs.. Had good moments and bad moment. All I want to say is that I feel like my paranoia is getting the best of me.. Feeling like I am gonna be attacked again and people talking behind my back. I am slowly realizing my mental health is declining. I am too worried about this server where it put me in a unhealthy position in my own mental health. Now will I come back? Well I don't know. But I am for sure putting up the towel for now. I had a good run and met good people. But I can't afford to be on this server anymore. I do want to thank three communities on making me feel welcomed. Vortice, Helious, and Nor'asath. Thank you for having me as you member of your communities. I am sorry it had to be this way but. I am not well. Thank you all for having me. It was a good run.

Vakas Jusmia would read this for Zielle as he nods "Why doesn't some of these fact surprise me..."

This is very based. Love when the green tags tell me it's an event to then use it as an excuse to benefit their own spookie group.

The elf, after hearing about the death of the man he would ponder on what came to this situation. Thinking about the words of Orion's personal guard. "I may not know this individual well... But I am worry about my children thoughts and feelings on the matter... From my understanding he was a good man. Seem like it too" Vakas would ponder if Orion is resting peacefully. He seem to be wondering how Theo is taking the developement.

The elf would nod as he said "Helios will continue to be prosperous, Truly a new leader has been born." The elf would smile upon this as he then continues his studies.

Amongst reading this and cradling a 'ker child in his other arm he would slowly take off his helm and place it upon his table. His brow would furrow as a concern look would be place on his face. He would exhale as he ponders if the elysium people would amount to what they stand for. He would then shake his head as he realize he has more important matters to tend to... He would refocus on the child. The Li-ren elf would be looking through his old belongings as he sees a flier would be at his feet. He would read it with a smile. He would nod as he said "May elysium and Celia'nor propser and progress alongside each other"

Vakas Jusmia would seem to pinch the bridge of his nose as he is seen to visibly cringe at the announcement made. He would then lower his hand from his visage. A deep sigh would be heard coming from the Jusmia's maw. He would then speak with utter Irritation. "It is funny how they come over to reclaim what they would call Golden throne within Vortice. Two disowned maelstorms throwing a hissy fit over something they have no right too. And the chance of any has been taken away from you. If it didn't before. Well the family head of the Maelstorms took that away from you with merely one notice. Talking and praising yourselves by calling us cowards. Cowards lie. Which you did by threatening our peaceful home with a boomsteel bomb you didn't even have. We were just merely waiting for you to come in to defend what is ours. One of your men even found their way in. But when they saw us. They dove into the ocean. Talking about cowardly. Next time you threatened Vortice with a boomsteel bomb you better actually have one. Cause next time you don't it will be for sure a bolt will rip through your skull"

Farseers: Boom Shakalaka... HERE COMES THE SPIRITS MAN! Corcitora spiritualist feels a chill down their spine.

The elf would stumble upon the letter on his travels, He would slowly pick it up out of utter curiosity as he opens it. His black ferrum gauntlet would brush against the letter as he reads it. His stormy green optics would widened as the description of the dedicant was of his old friend. He would have a worry expression upon reading the letter. His expression would go from worried to an expression of Vex. The elf said under his breath. "Final acts of mercy...? Where was that mercy seven elven weeks ago in that battle? Women became widows and children became orphans. The Elven race mourned that day, Seems like they are not aware of their own actions... Their kin's pride is their flaw." The elf would sigh as he then left the letter to it's place. He would continue his travels as he would head over to check on his friend.