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  1. So did that dastardly Delmar reside upon his throne of ebony stone, the man enjoying the tantalizing smoke of that blunt. Fueled by the flames of the fire, that had missed his undead. "Well well well, it seems we have much to prepare for." The merchant mused with twisted delight, his hands lifting as though to compose the beginnings of some dreaded orchestra. "Let us see how they fair in their first proper conflict"
  2. Uncertain if you just missed out on it, would Darkstalkers be able to utilize these effects as well?
  3. Wake up Occultists, new Dark Mage metal just dropped 

  4. From within the depths of his lair, did the old Delmar come to look over the missive, his eyes widening as he brought his ivory clad fist up. "We are capitalists! Hardly agents of Iblees, my student must do better in marketing our allegiances" Thusly did the old decrepit one begin his work, the whining and screeching of an undead steed, coming to be worked upon.
  5. Let the Musin be blind, magical mouse for the win
  6. Don't see the reason lessening the amount, considering what tree said; though with that stated, I approve of the Paramoumt addition. Give Darkstalkers their Squires
  7. The infamous and dastardly Delmar looks towards the note in hand, his gaze flicking over the blood stained missive, nodding his head as he examined that name. "So this is who they spoke of. . .how intriguing" The crimson stained pages would be tossed to the flames, his form slowly rising, arms stretching as his old bones cracked and popped. "If this god can bleed, then it means it lacks any power, any union, any strength. What have those who praised old lords, been doing to cause such an easy victory?" After a few moments, he offered a nod, an idea coming to mind. The hands of that still mortal, lofting upwards to summon forth his gilded lifeforce.
  8. Of course, marriage is the ultimate tax write off, therefore marriage = capitalism
  9. After reading both sides, I have concluded the following. Capitalism creates equal opportunity for all, therefore, become a capitalist.
  10. The Plagued Passersby[Event] The sound of flies buzzed about, as the soft crunch and crack of brush and bone filled the foul smelling air. A thin mist hung over the coastal woods, the scent of rot and decay filling passerbys' nostrils, as the wreckage of some ruined carriage rested nearby an old derelict road. To all who drew near, they would find several corpses, all of them being of the ‘ame people. The once wonderful colors, and fresh crops, tarnished by blood and buzzing insects. A warning for those who traveled the roads of the coastal elves. Should one care to withstand the stench, and care to investigate the bodies, they might begin to hear it. The sound of laughter and joy, a merry welcome for those who decided to tread into the treacherous jungle.
  11. Hate religion? Like money and capitalism? Wish to make money off of the spooky occult? Come join Murkwater Merchant Company today!

  12. "Well isn't that just something" The Delmar would state, his gaze shifting over to his student, the missive folded and placed upon the armrest. "Perhaps we should start making a board of bounties, a small competition to be had"
  13. Honestly in agreement with tree here, I see no reason that Oculi can't be jewelry or some form of 'clothing'. Like a helm or crown, something that can be easily targeted or torn off. Otherwise, looks fine, ig.
  14. The favored mad merchant would stumble across one of the aformentioned notes, his lips twisting into a sickly grin, as he clapped his hands together. "How very amusing, and annoying." The dastardly Delmar hummed, nodding for a moment as he departed down the roads. "Time to make an addendum to our deal."
  15. The Delmar comes across such a missive, his gaze scanning over the writings. "They've now taken half the fun out of it! Oh well, I suppose those four nations shall be grand grounds to sell to." With that, the foul and eccentric merchant, began to ponder a discount for the remainder of the coming years, to those who might seek some sickly safety, from the foreseeable tide of purist cannonists. All for the coin, of course...
  16. A Gilded Greeting [!] Throughout the lands of the coastal elves, various plagued and undead creatures would arrive at their doorstep. Dried parchment held tightly upon the ghastly undead familiars, some akin to snakes, others rats, and others being half rotten crows. All of which would be stamped with the following sigil. Greetings Amathine and Kaethul It is with great delight that we, the Murkwater Merchant Company, offer forth a grand welcome to your kin and kind. We pray that you’ve enjoyed the delights of our dreaded entertainment, these specimens have not graced descendent kinds in a very long time, after all. Boggens are only legends in the minds of the young descendent, a story to warn the world not to leave your dead about. Of course, I’m sure that is not the only delight you’ve witnessed or heard about. The attacks upon the Merchant City of Kaethul, the occasional attacks upon Ilivara ages past. All such attacks were done by my great company. With that said however, we are not mindless, we are not enacting some petty violence upon your people for little reason. Nor do we bend the knee to pitiful demons and their slaves. We are the working damned, where coin cut deals are much better than a blade. Which perhaps makes you wonder, why do we care to enact such brutality to you elven folk? Simple, because we were paid too, and because of our payment. We shall continue to do so for the foreseeable future, that is, unless you wish to do something about it? Like I’ve mentioned, we have risen the damned, and employed our own creations to attack. But that does not mean we aren’t willing to strike a deal. The choice is yours, payment or plague. Signed M.M.C
  17. The Delmar sits upon his throne of ebony stone, the candlelight coming to reflect against the opulent crystals that adorned the great bauble. His eyes opened, the bejeweled glint starting to shine outwards, focused in on that great beast that rested upon the ceiling. "Let that which is destined to be, arise once more"
  18. The distant tides of the dead clambered into the psyche of the Farscryer, clawing and wailing to be given second chance. Some where aimless, mindless in their desire to live Others called from the distant realm, seeking that which had brought them deep below, a death in return. Yet all such pleas' where ignored, for only the pitiful pleas' of those that sought proper power came to be heard A meeting was made, whispers upon the wind, as the Crows Court came to plan. A sole question would come to be asked, an offer granted, to the helpless and wishful. "Care to make a Deal with a Delmar?"
  19. The dastardly Delmar would find himself relaxing upon the seaside outpost, his gaze scanning over the missive, before a nod of his head was given. A hefty slurp taken from his glass of mixed wine. "So that's where it went, how curious; Oh well, it seems the north is going to be a bit more intriguing."
  20. MC Name: _Vaasek Most Played Character's Race: Adunian Most Played Character's Nation: Spook What is the purpose of this build?: Its intended use is to be an small minion, we intend to use it so we no longer have to maneuver a boat to showcase where and how the minion is moving Coordinates of Build: X: 856 Y: 66 Z: 2579 Picture of Build(Will edit once on computer, on phone atm)
  21. The Delmar lofts up that old elendic sceptor, examining such for a moment. "I thought I was crazy" The merchant gave a hefty cackle, lowering the old rusted ware towards his belt, humming as he pondered such. His graying brows only furrowing further, the more he himself tread upon that potential rabbit hole.
  22. OOC: MC Name: _Vaasek Discord: SilvertheDM IC: Name: Ar-Dunruazhana Age: 106 Information about yourself: A wandering bowie with decades worth of hunting and rangering experience, whose expertise prelude back to the northern Almaris tundra. I've experience with bow, spear, shield, and a variety of other weapons. As well as knowledge on both the alchemical and natural world
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