beetle

i would like to think it smells like rain
especially after days, best smell frfr

"Why didn't my sister write to me? I'm a jeweler!"

Marisol scoffed, "I guess I need to make a trip to Balian."

1 minute ago, AstriaS said:

"It's what Toni would have wanted." stated Tar-Caraneth Aryantë.

"YEAHHHHHHH!" Eriantiel of Númenost cheered.

"This must be a lie. Right?"

Princess of Eriantiel of Númenost commented as she read over the missive.

"For once we might have peace. Real peace."

MC Name:

         beetleco

Character's Name:

         Eri

Character's Age:

         Old enough

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Freya

Teacher's RP Name:

         Itz_Cookie123

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         Yes

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         No

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         Yes

5 minutes ago, femurlord said:

The evil eye of Gashadokuro glares over this page, even if not personally directed to it, this missive was an issued challenge to the undead.

 

  Reveal hidden contents

 

TO A COWARD

Issued the 20th of the Snow’s Maiden, in the Year 168 of the Second Age

BY THE WILL AND AUTHORITY OF THE PRINCESS

TO THE COWARD WHO WRITES TO ME,

I am not someone who feels fear. Threats, dangers, and anything alike hold no sway over me. Your tactics in pressuring me to make a choice of betrayal did not and will not frighten me. While you cower behind your words, I will continue to be at peace.

If you wish for my head on a plate, summon your courage and confront me, coward.

BY ORDER OF,

HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, Eriantiel Arthalion, Princess of Númenost and Lady of Aran-în-Eryn

mi favorito <3

tysm for all the memories

59 minutes ago, carebear said:

Calla von Theonus' shouts and cheers from the clinic could be heard clearly in all of Vallagne.

"MARISOL! MARISOL COME QUICK! WAR IS OVER, I CAN FINALLY RETIRE!"

@beetle

The Hyspian blinked, "WHAT? NO- CALLA YOU CAN'T RETIRE!"
Marisol started to weep.

The haunting echoes of cries and screams resonated through the grand halls of the Minas Aranath.

The weight of profound grief bore down upon Eriantiel as she faced the harsh reality of losing her friend.

NEW BEGINNINGS OF THE COMMONWEALTH

❊ PENNED BY ❊

❊ ON ATSTANA DE REGNE PETRÈRE 107 ❊

As we enter a new era for the Commonwealth, it's the opportune moment to welcome and embrace these fresh developments and new beginnings. Our mayor is eager to commemorate his victory and foster connections among us all. In this spirit of unity, he envisions collaborative initiatives that will strengthen the bonds within our community. By embracing shared goals and encouraging open dialogue, he aims to create a sense of togetherness that will propel our Commonwealth into a prosperous and harmonious future.

We welcome you to join us to enjoy;

❊ Dinner served overlooking the city and the River!

❊ Fair bardry and storytelling to soothe your soul and aid your digestion!

❊ Competitive games of darts for the chance to win a fair minae prize!

❊ A speech regarding the formation of the Municipal Government, and opportunities in it!

❊ Opportunities galore to petition the mayor!

Here, we will see a mandate worthy of Vallagne, one that will give pride and purpose to the people of Petra that will last not just a war, but a generation.

HER EXCELLENCY, Marisol Paloma Solís

Grand Chamberlaine, Mistress of the Robes, Curator of Jewels of the River Court of the Commonwealth, Assistant Head Physician of the Vallagne Medical Society, Founder of Rosa Dorada, and Protector of the Sun

THE HONORABLE, Rigoberto de la Cruz

Lord Mayor of the Commonwealth and Chief Archivist of the River Court of the Commonwealth

"AMIGO, GANASTE!" Marisol cheered. "You're going to do great things, I believe in you."

@Publius

The Princess of Númenost hurries to write a letter.

This was her calling.

"Y ahora qué?”

Marisol shook her head as she read the missive.
"Whoever is upset with him is a tool. Sir Aimo wanted honesty for the Petran people. Was that too much to ask for?"

The squire poured whiskey in her coffee, letting out a scoff. "Clearly."

AN ENDORSEMENT

Issued the 19th of the Snow’s Maiden, in the Year 165 of the Second Age

BY THE WILL AND AUTHORITY OF THE WHITE THRONE

As the youngest Princess of our Kingdom, I must step up in my position gifted to me at birth. Despite being quite young, it’s my duty to inform our people about opportunities within our lands or with good news. I think that's what princesses do.

Kingswood, known as Aran-în-Eryn, is a small region outside the stone walls of Númenost. For 100 minas, you can become a Lady or Lord of 1x1 meter of land. One can purchase a certificate at the tavern.

I, Eriantiel Arthalion, endorse this. Very much so.  Please buy a certificate.

If you buy one, please send me a bird. I will make you a flower crown.

Thank you.

BY ORDER OF,

HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, Eriantiel Arthalion, Princess of Númenost and Lady of Aran-în-Eryn

Marisol stared at the missive with a confused expression.

"What the -?"

The Assistant Head Physician of Petra turned to her mentor, "Hmmm. Perhaps we should send a letter?" Marisol handed her the missive, "Or we could talk to the Queen about it?" @carebear

ign: beetleco
rp name: Eri

persona id: 76116

"Mother would've loved to see this," whispered Marisol before turning to her roommate with the missive. "Perhaps we shall go, Nayla?" @carebear

there's a reason why i call him snoopyduck and NOT spoopyduck !!!

(leave leon s. kennedy out of this phersades !!!)

6 hours ago, DahStalker said:

Elia Eryka is unsure how to react from the afterlife. Silently she stares at the passed Aleksandr in shock. @Demavend

Another old soul of Colborn felt the same... Ada had no words.

Carpets. Banners. PLEASE.

The youngest princess of Númenost narrowed her eyes at the missive, "Maybe Mother will announce it's my birthday too.. Hmm.." Eriantiel set the invitation aside, "Maybe the stars will visit too."

The newest Grand Chamberlaine smiles with pride. "I cannot wait."
Marisol hung the missive in her office, "Finally, a moment of real magic."

"She ran from danger, a war she did not want to start."

Marisol read the missive when it was delivered to her office in Petra.
"And this why." The paper was crumbled, thrown aside.
"She did not want her people to suffer. We should not suffer. They shouldn't suffer."

The lady continued to speak madness to the brick wall.