Orino

As a young elf sat in the patches of daylight that fade in the night of his hair, the sun bunny hopped out of the shadows and sought a new hill in the leaves of a wrath. His pale hands intertwined with the leaves as he weaved daffodils and daisies together, the nature embracing and being embraced. And as a petal fell, his gaze traced its graceful descent before it stopped at the parchment at the foot of his bed. Lost in thought he had forgotten it was even there, but as the petal brushes an illuminated letter, he reads about the bright future of his beloved home, the House of Adilers - the Duchy of Maerh’nor, and the thought makes his heart warm.

In the heart's journey, a star-gazing wanderer disturbs the river's gentle flow, bringing his ceaseless travels to a sudden standstill. With a rustle he retrieves a stack of latest histories, and reading by the moonlight, he feels one of the texts ignite with sunshine warmth. Upon the sparkled contemplation, he receives a sense of longing, when his wrinkly finger traces the parchment. The tales of nomads and their stories, family and nature all resonate with memories that have been left to dry like old paint. That very night, he takes up his brush once more, dipping it into the crimson hue from the day's hunt. With purposeful strokes, he inscribes a vine encircling his weathered arm, each leaf a fervent wish for the distant tribe's enduring fortune and flourishing, akin to the vitality of spring in their ancestral stride.

IGN: OrinosEye5k

RP NAME: Markward Orino
PERSONA ID: 79076

The foreigner-looking elf stood amongst the group, his stone-cold figure dulling the glow of gemstone sand. While staring at the oasis, safe heaven among the death-retching dunes he prayed: "Praised be the sun-adorned leader and his flock that shall gift tranquility and purity to all that breathes life. My lies in Ka'tau law, to bring more peace than war."

MC Name:

         OrinosEye5k

Character's Name:

         Markward Orino

Character's Age:

         62

Character's Race:

         Human Farfolk

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Housemagic (Domestic)

Teacher's MC Name:

         N/A Self Teach Book

Teacher's RP Name:

         N/A Self Teach Book

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No

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

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

MC Name: BagelIsTaken
RP Name: Khel'wyn Adiler
Persona ID: 84489

A certain elder of Minitz claps at the missive: "Sounds lovely! I should start preparing now-", he looks over to the burned steak he served himself today, "so as not to accidentally poison anyone..."

 The sound of waves gently cascaded into the traveler's ear, a soft yet persistent melody of nature, awakening an innate desire for adventure and discovery.

 As they walked along the shoreline, a cold stream's path converged with the coast, carrying with it an item of a tragic past – a battered journal. The traveller, intrigued, picked it up, marvelling at its age-worn cover.  

 Softly, the journal urged itself open, as if beckoning an alien eye to peer into the heart of its tale. It revealed more than words and scribbles; it revealed a story, a feeling, and most importantly, a fate.

 

 Against the back of the ledger, ink seeped into the fibres, bearing witness to its keeper's plight.

Desperate for truth, he chased after shadows and whispers.  

 Incisions and gashes tore the soaked pages, echoes of the bites and scratches inflicted by a monstrous being.  

 Be it a treatise on science or a restless reverie, all were subject to the ironclad ruler of logic and reason.

Each word and letter are arranged with such precision that one would be hard-pressed to detect even a sliver of sentiment within its rigid structure,

neglecting all emotion for a higher virtue.  

 Words etched stream sometimes revealed:

“I don’t understand”,

“lost touch”,

 misplaced and layered atop the countless studies.

As pages turned more screamed of liars, terrors and mislead, all blossoming with fervour and infectious spite. 

 Steeped in the cold, unforgiving embrace of saltwater, the journal – much like its owner – found refuge in the waves.

Exhausted, and defeated, both were swept into the sea's serenade, submitting the story to the pull of the tide. 

 Soon, a kind soul found the book and sheltered it, then shared its tale with all those whose names were present.

The notes awaited. 

@Periphonics

 @AmericanSniper52

 @Pixicat

OOC:
 

 A new tide fell on the beach, signaling disturbance.

The peace of death won’t last lost. 

MC Name:

         OrinosEye5k

Character's Name:

         Ithil

Character's Age:

         39

Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

         Dark Elf

Transformed form:

         Phantom

Creator's MC Name:

         N/A

Creator's RP Name:

         N/A

Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

A Phantom, commonly referred to as a ghost, is a restless soul brought to life by their remarkable willpower. Many attributes constituting their new fate will determine their appearance and abilities. Depending on how the deceased relates to their death, the following forms can be taken: Revenants, Poltergeists & Spectres.
 

Revenants are Phantoms that only recently had woken up from their demise and are unaccustomed to their incorporeal state. They resemble a grayscale version of their prior self with only a slight indication of the cause of their death, noticeable yet not explicit enough to force distraught. They have a lingering aura of gloom and cold around them. They hold no memory of their death and thus believe themselves to be alive. If they learn to accept their fate and embrace the new image, they will become a Specter, on the other hand, if the realisation would spark dangerous spite and resentfulness the Poltergeist would be their entity.
 

Specters are vessels of peace in a spiritual form. They represent descendants who in their death have reached inner peace but retained a weighting sorrow about their passing. Such spirits reflect their past living form the best, bearing no mark to denote their cause of death, coloured in shades of white, blue or yellow. Acceptance of death has granted them remarkable powers and manipulation of ectoplasm is no longer a tedious task but is never used for a malicious cause.
 

Poltergeists are vicious spirits who have come to deny and reject the nature of their demise and become absorbed by the trauma of it, painting them shades of red and black. Though not necessarily evil, Poltergeists are a dangerous and violent variety of Phantom, as their presence alone causes an aura of anxiety and unease. In many cases these spirits have become so feral that they take on almost animalistic traits; claw-like fingers, sharpened teeth, predatory eyes, etc. Unlike the Phantom and Specter counterparts who speak with soothing echoes, their voices tend to be characterized by grating hisses, growls, wails, rasps and any other manner of broadly unpleasant or unsettling tone.

If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

Revenants possess nothing but a grey-to-white hue and a tasteful reminder of their case of death.

Specters bear the faint shades of blue and yellow, but moreover, stay true to their prior living selves with no death marks present.

Poltergeists are the most varied bunch, offering a list of disturbing features to choose from, which explicitly portray their gruesome death with the help of an ectoplasmic effigy of blood, or in another case, adopt a feral sight, with sharpened teeth, elongated claws and so on.

Extra possibilities are to be explored with Specter's and Poltergeist's ability to shift form. For instance, Specter could transform into a gentle herbivore or other docile creature, perhaps even a majestic stag. Meanwhile, Poltergeist could take on the form of a ferocious predator or a cunning scavenger.

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         No.

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

         Yes.

Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

         Yes.

Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

         I understand.

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

         No.

An old man feels so engulfed in the ethereal world of a vibrant and dreamy magazine that he's inspired to take the quiz himself: "Eunica, huh? Thought so, I love flower crowns as well", he mused while nestled next to his daughter's parrots, "I wonder what Ether would say if I brought 'er one of the dolls"

"I regret learning to read..", a disappointed warrior sets the missive aflame with a sad frown, hoping it's all just a big joke.

The culprit of the events himself would find solace on the cushion of an empty library; his eyes drank the ink until the pool run dry.
He read the final line and couldn't hold his thought, and thus the rhyme was born in frantic dance of word:

In search of a mellow gleam I strived,
But stage lights blindsided, left me deprived.
Their brilliance, so dazzling, obscured my sight,
Unable to showcase my envisioned light.

I yearned to shine with a gentle hue,
Yet blinded by the stage, my dreams askew.
The mellow gleam I sought, hidden from view,
Lost in the glare, my vision withdrew.

Oh, stage lights, you stole my intended glow,
Concealed the brilliance I wanted to show.
Though blinded, I'll find a way to ignite,
And share my mellow gleam with all in sight.

this really helped the vibe while I was reading

CULT POGG!!

Markward Orino submits his vote with oddly decent handwriting this time.

I'm an evil cow psychopath IRL, so "moo"
also this guide help me a lot, cuz I was afraid that if I was loosing during my rp of a psycho I was just a bad psycho, but thx for reassurance.

My adoption really came with extra package, huh-

🔫 I'm kidding

play their twin if you can 'n want 

Ithil Starling prepares his best crimson suit for the occasion, hoping for a chaotic afterparty

Adlier lore my beloved⭐

the Beauty and the Beast story of creation got me cackling (I adore it) but otherwise good lore 'ma guy

A certain someone woke up from those dreams in a cold sweat, perhaps it was a seed of mystery he wanted to unravel.. or it were just the countless nights under the open sky affecting his health.
All he knew, was that this book wouldn't be one he'd ask his friends to read for him...

The First Kayak Race

 [!] The missive is modestly hanging on the event board 

 Seeing how a seaman craft has been introduced to Reinmaren folk, an event to embrace this spirit and spark joy with this light-hearted activity is being held by a Huntsmaster near the fort of Riverock. 

RACE

 Contestants will have to divide into groups of two-three people each having their own boat which they’d have to take control of to drive through the designated territory avoiding obstacles and the opponent’s trickery, meanwhile collecting shiny trinkets which are placed on the special spots.

TEAMS

 A team will be consistent of players partaking in their thriving roles, those being:  

 Navigator: takes the main responsibility for the ship’s movement, guiding fellow crewmates to avoid obstacles and choose paths to cross.  

 Midshipman: a member whose task is to help resist the troubles brought by outer forces, be it other contestants or nature’s malice, they should always stay alert and be creative in dealing with troubles.

 Either of the team members is allowed to collect the trinket, but it’s advised to not leave a boat without a driver, just in case.

OOC rules explaining the mechanics:

 (this will be repeated during the event)

 A timer for five minutes will be set by an event holder, during it contestants are led to engage in a race for collecting trinkets placed on wooden platforms on the water. Whichever team brings the most until the end of the timer is nominated a winner. Notably, a ship has two ‘durability points’ and if wasted a ship will drown and its crew will be no longer capable of collecting trinkets, but their previous findings will be scored.

 There are two threats to losing those points:

 1. Signs will be planted in spots across the map and in case of collision, the team’s Midshipman will have to decide to either spend time to fix the occurrence (emote handling the problem) or waste a durability point and keep going.

 2. If a boat is successfully sabotaged by enemy players (which requires an emote and a d100 roll > 40 from an opponent's  Midshipman) the affected team loses a durability point.

 Redlines:

REWARDS

 Huntsmaster has prepared the following prizes for the first, second, and third-place victors: 

 FIRST: 200 MINA, two bottles of Reinmaren Rotgut 

SECOND: 100 MINA, eight rabbit hide pelts for the team 

THIRD: tea for the whole crew

OOC TIME

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MONDAY 6 PM EST

"Oh! Another vote, hope a new mayor will 'ave a better understanding of this.." Markward Orino chuckled lightly, submitting his vote,
"One could cover an entire wall this 'tis amount of paper" - the man continued his tradition of wondering things, while at the back of his mind wishing luck to the contestants.

yes, give us that sweet-sweet cultist inspo!

in all seriousness I think this lore piece would provide us, lore dwellers who are too lazy to write MAs new features to add to our roleplay!

Also, Idols would be great for desperate self-roleplayers (says as if he isn't one)