TaytoTot

The Elvenessi Councillor would look over the invitation, a smile growing on her face. “An imperial wedding, this will definitely be the first I’ve attended in sixty years or so.” She said, setting the invitation down on her dresser, continuing to style her ginger locks. 

This is epic +1

+1 

A wonderful concept that I look forward to seeing in LOTC! 

A certain Brylynn sat in an empty cave, injuried. She was chained to a wall, yet she knew of the victory served within the walls of the city on this very day. Syllana coughed, a smile resting upon her lips. Her eyes shot to Tahlia ap Tahorran. @TwiSama "You know what I smell? The blood of traitors. One wouldn't happen to be you, ti?"

The Lady Brylynn looked at the missive, a smile on her face as her eyes scanned over the page. "It seems my mal'onn and malii'malonn have guts. Challenge the Elibar'acal, he has no pride anyways." The 'aheral then turned to her two sons. "What they have done to you and your maln will be avenged."

Discord: tayto#0961

IGN: TotallyTayto

Skin/s and bid/s (Label clearly with the skin name, and list separately if multiple): Sun's Armor (50 mina)
Conversion: No

Discord: tayto#0961

IGN: TotallyTayto

Skin/s and bid/s (Label clearly with the skin name, and list separately if multiple): Lannister (50 mina)
Conversion: No

Syllana Brylynn had come out of her home after her slumber, going to the library immediately. What a great day to go and sort some books... She went down the lift, rubbing her eyes. This tiredness still consuming her. She opened the door to the vault, seeing an unfamiliar face staring at her. 

"Nope." 

She slammed the door shut, turning around and going right back to her house. 

[!] The following would be sent to the two Viradiraar in question.

As my kin and lliran, you two are always welcome to reside within the walls of Elvenesse with promise of protection. I may ne have much say or power within the Woodland Realm, but it is the least we can do to protect those who may become ones in harm's way. 

Signed, 

Her Ladyship, Head Steward of Elvenesse, Maehr'evar of Elvenesse

The disowned Viradiraar looked at the missive, her eyes rolling as she read over the words. She turned to her husband, letting out a faint snicker. "Look Av'ahern. Their Okarir'mali is incompetent. Knowing my lari'maronn, she would ne do such things." She said before handing the missive over to him. "And a purity trial!?" She snorted from the amount of laughter. "They haven't had one of those since 12 S.A. Maybe the ways of the Silver City is changing. But I am glad we are ne with it."

+1 Make my husband WT so he stops complaining please his builds are amazing

Discord: tayto#0961

skin: Crimson Red Warrior

Btw your skins are so darn beautiful, ugh I want them all

The Elvenessi Councillor would look over the missive, a giggle escaping her lips. "Ah, the Rustlers finally decided asking for outlandish things wasn't going to work?"

“I-… I just came to say goodbye, Briar. I'll be back within a day or so most likely.”
Syllana sat in the priesthood grove, her eyes going to Amaesil as he spoke. 
Amaesil would then go to Syllana and grin wide. “See you soon. Galan will hate being Lord Commander.” He gives her forehead a quick kiss.
“He already hates it..” She mumbled under her breath, a small giggle escaping her lips.

And that was the last she saw. The last words he had spoken to her before the fight. He had left, not even saying Van'ayla to the lliran he had left inside Elvenesse. 

Syllana countinued to weave her wreath, her lips curling into a frown. The thoughts of Amaesil probably not coming back haunted the poor woman. After all the loss... all the grief... Another cannot be lost. After starting over, is she just to lose everything again?

. . . 

What if he made it? What if he did? After resting, trying to clear her thoughts she headed into the main square. What if he made it? She turned right and there he was. Injured, but alive. He's safe...

When are we getting married?

MC Name:

         TotallyTayto

Character's Name:

         Syllana Brylynn

Character's Age:

         76

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Oriaros

Teacher's RP Name:

         OOC oversight

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         N/A

Are you aware that if this feat is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the feat? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

         Yes

2 minutes ago, TimberBuff said:

I think it really comes down to an individual character thing, but I see what you mean. Main real reason is "Dragons hoard", and isn't related to the druid aspect.

Exactly what I think is trying to be said. From my personal opinion, not everything but like any subrace of an elf or humans can become azdrazi so it would be more focused on the draconic aspect whereas this is more focused on druidism and aspectism where, I believe that would take over in their concepts and behavours. 

Syllana was literally in the gatehouse the whole time B)

Syllana Brylynn smiled from her home as she read over the missive. "Another day we are safe." The whole time she has been hiding inside the gate house, safe from the Rustlers, though they were close.

"About damn time," The 'aheral started as she sat in her llir's druii garden with her two children. "We are free from the Orrar times, oem'ii. We can finally go back home." Syllana smiled as she told her children that. Nothing made her happier than the thought of returning to the city of Silver. 

Minecraft Username: TotallyTayto
Character Name: Wen Shu
Character Age: 22(?)
Citizenship: born a citizen (yes)
Regiment Request: (Bushi/Zhanshi) Zanshi
Reason for application: To protect and serve the people. 

Syllana Brylynn reads over this missive, an anger growing in her eyes. "ULLRAN!" She screamed, seeing words of her dearest cousin getting hurt and glorified. "What is wrong with those damned valah? They hurt my cousin and laugh. LAUGH?" Her fists clenched, anger only in her thoughts now. "Why did Haelun'or even think of allying with these people?"

Syllana Brylynn looked over the post. "Ah, All Elves Either Robbed or Killed." She smirked, a chuckle escaping her lips. "They didn't even touch me. Saw me. Did ne ask me for my things or grabbed me. I got away, safe. Eramay got away, safe." She shook her head. "They LIE in this."

Syllana Brylynn's eyes narrowed as she saw the poster. "This is no Lady Dipolmat of Elvenesse." The woman stated, her gaze going over the picture. "I suppose those Orcs will try anything to make it seem as if they are winning this war."

My character, Syllana Brylynn, helped out with Freya getting her eminance!