exogens

MC Name: exogens RP Name: Gaafar Al Salibi Persona ID: TBD

Despite having made some questionable decisions, you were still better than a lot of possible choices and you undoubtedly did some good things for the server. Enjoy your retirement mate :salute:

MC-Name: Siliti RP-Name: Cruan Amethil Persona-ID: 79596

The father of the groom would smile as he rested in his home in Minitz within his rocking chair outside his abode as he held the invitation papers, he couldn't help but smile, knowing the child he raised alone has grown up to be a chivalrous soon-to-be husband with his own efforts. He then muttered "I'm proud of you, Ollie. Always keep my head raised, with GOD's will."

"So... you finally ate yourself to death?" The brother of the dead viscount attempted to jest one last time in a pained chuckle as it slowly died out from another sorrowful death that came by one of his closest family members. He gave a heavy sigh at that for the last time as he spoke once again "Rest up, Franz... Tell my dead loved ones that I said hi."

any specific favorite memories we had together? other than that one VC time.

The Husband of the now-deceased Countess, Emir, was still sailing away with his longer-than-expected research venture, as much as he enjoyed time away doing what he loves, he did not know another surprise awaited inside his shop, he clearly seemed he was ready to return home soon, excited to be within his family's arms once more, only to realize that he would be greeted by an old friend that he hasn't seen for a very long time, the cold, bitter, dark shadow called the solitude of sorrow.

On a voyage to conduct groundbreaking research, the man received such a missive from his Automaton bird, created just to deliver missives frequently. Sir Emir was sitting at his comfortable desk within his deck as he scanned over such missive. He then muttered, "Now I don't know if that's a bullshit apology just to slither her way back to the family or actually a genuine one, especially when people were telling me all she was doing was talk crap around, but eh, at least she admitted such. Hopefully, this will be her first step to redeem herself." He gave a mental note to himself before he started to continue with his research writings.

"That little sneaky prince. He always seemed uninterested in ladies, but turns out he is to wed my grand-niece! That's deligh-" Emir then paused for a second before his jaw dropped "Oh dear- I FORGOT TO PAY THE DOWRY AS PROMISED!" He called out before he started to open his vault to count mina by mina for such an amazing occasion

A certain Count, an aging man whos certainly outlived even those he met when they were just children sighed, he did not know what to think of this except that it was always a reminder for him that it might be next for him soon. He could not help but light up a candle for her honor as he spoke "May you rest well, Ruthern. Say hello to all those who knew me and passed.."

What do you think of me as a person OOCly and the characters I play despite our short brief interactions B)

Thanks for telling me that, added it also into the amendment list

Lore Page: https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/187772-%E2%9C%93-arcane-feat-addition-atronach-limbs/ Purpose: I have noticed that Atronach Limbs have Elemental Traits and the Base-Descendant strength applied to them except the Telekinetic ones, which for some reason, despite it being enchanted Non-Combative traits (Lesser-Like Enchantment), for some reason makes the one with those limbs have void-weakness, which makes absolutely no sense, especially where the rest do not have such redlines. Instead, it would be like the Base of their race strength normally, just like Animatii Arms. It feels like this amendment originally was written just to slap a disadvantage for no reason other than to nerf it. It was clearly stated the powers have no combative advantage at all. Original: Amendment: However, here are some weaknesses you may apply on all arms if needed.: No touch senses are felt with such arms. Could not use the spell of the arms if exerting effort more than a strength of a voidal mage. (Eg. Carrying a heavy object with said hand.)

l’Arbre d’Or Coat of Arms Boon & Bane Coat of Arms Minitz Coat of Arms As written by The Right Honourable, Sir Emir Boon Sir Peter Stroheim THE ULTIMATE FOOD PACT Anno Domini, 1927 To the Citizens of the United Kingdom of Aaun, It is an honor that the three of us today come together to write a pact that has never been written before by anyone within Aevos, where the three of the best cooks of Aaun unite under one pact and one banner to make the taste buds of every citizen in the Kingdom live a better life amongst us. Recent events have come to our attention where most citizens would not appreciate one of the most common, yet important arts known to humanity, cooking, and take it seriously, especially when the distinguishable Jams of Boon & Banes, the Sparkling Sandwiches of Peter, and the long-forgotten practice of Emir’s cooking were never appreciated thoughtfully. We, Emir, Boon & Peter hereby declare a pact amongst one another to rise against the terror of awful cooks who keep citizen taste buds suffering under the peasantry foods, monk breads and taters that fill our chests and get eaten without any joy by the following ways: Boon will be able to serve his CHUTNEYS JAMS AND MARMALADES within the pact however he wants and will apply them to any addition served by the other two cooks. Sir Peter would be permitted to apply his SPARKLING SANDWICHES fused with the Jams and the magic applied to it. Sir Emir would be permitted to enchant and enhance the Jam Sandwiches with Alchemy and Magical Means to multiply the taste to the point it would be irresistible to the buyers and to make them look more appetite-appealing. The Pact signatories also accept the following: The Sandwiches will be sold for 1 mina per piece, due to understanding the economic crisis happening within every nation. The ultimate sandwich would be named: SPARKLING MAGICALLY ENHANCED CHUTNEYS JAMS AND MARMALADES SANDWICHES. Provide first-time tasters with a small bagel sample in order to discover our greatness. Declare war on Billy’s Baked Taters & Cloud Monk’s Gingerbreads. Buyers who buy more than 10 pieces of the Sandwiches get a free voucher for the Boon and Banes tent to try our upcoming foods by getting free pre-order samples. Daily health checkup approved by Emir to see if users who lack nutrients are prescribed Boon’s Jams be eaten every day for breakfast for a week. If people are caught avoiding such, they will be given Billy’s Baked Taters every day for a week in every nation-approved restaurant/food stall/tavern. A Contract must be agreed upon by the three signatories if businesses wish to order a bulk of the sandwiches. It excites all of us to start a new beginning to the end of the treacherous Billy and Monk foods and to start new beginnings to make healthy, delicious food a better place for everyone. We will have our debut during the Coronation of the King of Aaun. Contact us for a free checkup for allergies or special nutrient requirements in order to be healthy in the best way possible. Make sure to stay updated on our offers as sometimes these offers are impossible to refuse! ;) “ITS FINGER LICKIN’ GOOD” His Excellency, Sir Emir of the House d’Arbre, The Treasurer of Aaun, Count of l’Arbre d’Or Sir Peter Stroheim, The Flame of Waldenia Patriarch of House Stroheim Knight of Minitz, of the order of St. Tylos Master-Chef Boon, Master of the 101 Boon Recipes House Jazlovecki’s #1 Chef. Boon of Boon and Bane's general shoppe.

The new-hired Treasurer of the United Kingdom would be living his best life with his family and friends now, along with many new opportunities in the capital, including a new magical shop and an advanced workshop, gifted by the royal family themselves!

yes, this is a lovely question and honestly, it is one of my best moments on the server, I would love to recreate this scenario once again on my time on the server. There's a high chance that sooner or later I'll be apart of the Metal gang and hopefully, people will see one of our many IC arguments in public where they'll think two Cyborgs are just beefing with eachother <3 1. Yes, just yes. 2. I think around 4 minutes while in the call until my brain finally got rid of its high ping and realised you literally left the main server to remove it (I want it back.) 3. Honestly, yes. I've been playing him since I joined and haven't got bored of him at all. I think its mainly because I've been apart of most communities as him and every day I just have something new to do with him. He's also one of the many reasons I find it very hard, despite having many great opportunities to play with new characters quite difficult and im 99% sure that I don't think any character would ever match him in the top spot

Hello my fellow LOTCers, It's been almost a year (I think a year - a few days) since I first joined the Craft, and I honestly made so many friends, saw so many communities, and made so many memories with great people around here. I really wanted to thank every person I met who made this experience a wonderful one here and today I wanted to try my first AMA post here, and hopefully, as many people can comment if they so wish. This is my first year and I cannot wait to be apart of many more with all of you here <3

DND wizards incoming!! Thank you for the great effort and making me apart of the experience Grey!

What do u think of me B) Best memory we had? What do you think I should try out next after Emir's story

Upon hearing the death of the closest Orc that was to him, Borok, Emir would hold onto the same sword that he was gifted to by Borok himself when they first met during the Petran times 30 years ago. He did not do much except stare at the reflection of the greatsword, all he could mutter out was "If only the Voidal Taint was on your side and did not forget, this would not have happened... rest in peace, Borok... you'll always be remembered as long as I am breathing" Emir has lit up a candle in Honors of the Rex for an entire year, there were 5 candles in total now, and this time he thought about honoring him with a statue of Hall of Fame in his County.

"Long Live the new King, James!" Emir raised his fist up with full pride over his new monarch. "We will be in your aid in times of need, always and forever! AVE AAUN! AVE JAMIE! AVE ... uhh ..." He paused awkwardly find the 3rd, suitable Ave. "Ave... uh... Alba? Yeah, ALBA!" he stated cheerfully.

Emir would take hold of his letter as it was sent to his desk full of piles of letters. He scanned through it with his eyes as he observed every word. He did not speak, he frowned as he spoke "Clearly I was not a good father. I have not raised you or your sister well. However, I do not regret anything except the fact that things could've gone better. Rest well, my daughter..." He muttered with a weary sigh as he lit another candle, next to the King of Aaun's

Sir Emir, one of the King's close peers gave one final salute to the founder of the United Kingdom as he stated "May your legacy live long within our hearts within many generations to come. You have given me a second chance in life when I felt I have lost everything. May you find eternal peace in the seven skies." as he lit a candle for a whole year, in honor of Charlie the First.

Emir would sit in his home silently upon receiving the news. He couldn't help but sigh wearily whilst a tear slowly slid down his cheeks. He could not help but remember the wonderful memories he had with someone whom he saw as an older sister and a relative by law. Upon lighting the candle, he would say, "You have earned your rest, Johanne... gosh... I wish I can call you fat for one last time..." He attempted to laugh out the short-lived laughter before the corner of his eye caught something, a dark-hooded figure which was holding a watch and a reaper. Before turning instantly to face him with a weapon, the figure disappeared instantly. Was it a hallucination? Was it a visitor? Or was it his sub-consciousness reminding him that death would knock on his door next, just like everyone else he knew as a child? He could not help but sigh and continue to pray for the lost Vullier.

A certain redhead Count spoke within the office of his temporary home in Haense as he read the announcement that was given by one of his Automaton butlers. He wore his reading glasses whilst squinting at the missive, reading over it carefully before muttering something out "Ah, my dear Sofia is the one chosen to marry the honorable King. Good to know one of my distant kin will become a crown royal! Looks like Hyspian ladies are truly making a name for themselves out there. Now hopefully this would be the last of Laetitia's hallucinated dreams." He muttered out disapprovingly, rolling out a missive and turning to his calendar to mark a circle on it, whilst preparing some blueprints for an exquisite gift for the future couple.