Dracanium

In the beginning, there was a child. A girl that was born without sight. Her name, Amdreea Jovanović. She had a brother and a loving family that helped her around while she grew up. Until one day their parents passed away. By then it was just her and the Brother and only then the struggle began. Her brother would take care of them both, but they were hardly getting by. All the young woman could do was Sit and think.. Whilst the brother worked for them, both. Then one night, cold and windy. The young woman found herself alone… For longer than normal. As her brother did not return by the time he would normally have. She waited and waited and thought to herself “I cannot just sit here for any longer, I must prove I can be of some use!” Sick of waiting she found her way outside after grabbing a coat and some boots. Lastly she found her hand to a cane to guide her through the night.. “I’ll just ask around the town. Surely someone has to know SOMETHING” she mutters to herself. And so she went into the night in search of her brother.. She ventured for what seemed like but a moment… But minutes turned to hours.. And everyone she had met on the roads had not known where her brother was. Eventually she found herself in a place she had never been before, and having no sight.. She easily got lost. Amdreea would eventually find herself in a dark forest, not knowing how late it was or that she was now within a forest and its dangers… She calmly continued her journey. “HELLO?” Andreea shouts “ANYONE? BOGDAN?” The howling of wolves filled the cold air, scaring the woman briefly as she stopped on the path for a moment... It was by now almost the middle of the night, there was nobody to help her, and she began to cry to herself as she started to realize she was lost.. “Why?.. Why?.. I should have just sat at home and waited” As she wept, it was clearer and clearer; she was doomed to die, but even in the darkest of depths a light can clear the path. What could she do? She began to pray, her family belongs to canon but she prayed to whoever listened, and hoped for guidance, “Even in the darkest of times, your presence shines upon the darkest of nights…” The woman trembled out her words, praying upon GODAN first, her first instinct at such a time, yet soon she continued. Not only did she speak to him, but all that which surrounded her- the spirits which her ancestors followed and anything further out there “To whoever… please… aid me, be my light that leads me out of this accursed place, I want to see my brother, my parents, let me get back to them once more…” Her tears streamed down her face as she spoke, her voice ever still trembling in fear and desperation for any form of aid which might have come… for what else could she do? Eventually she found a tree beside which she went to rest.. And eventually fell asleep.. A restless slumber, one where even then she was still searching for help or guidance..

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Ashimar looked over the announcement board wordelessley, eyes jumping from person to person, word to words stopping on two individuals. "EH?."

The Watcher was out walking before stumbling upon a missive, though he saw they mentioned Zarvoth dead. A smile tugged at his lips, crumbling the paper into a ball and clutching it, the paper now ash upon opening his palm which was then soon carried away by the wind. . "Well, atleast you are getting recognition. Even if it isnt in the way i wanted it." He talked to himself as carried on with his day.

The Watcher held the missive with a sigh. Crumpling it into a ball and playing basketball with it straight into the tresh looking at Onon "It was half expected, but i completley respect their choice of choosing to stay at peace. Whoever knows how long may it last." said the man, going to look over the last choice, mentally.

The Watcher looked upon the mass produced missives onon spent hours making before his gaze setting on the man. "I keep forgetting you can barely read, or write for that matter. BUT COME ON DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO CHOOSE BLACK INK? EVERYONES GONNA MAKE FUN OF US!" He banged his fist onto the meeting room table, then reminding himself of the GREAT ROZANIA just to spite the haters.

The Watcher is sitting in his meeting room sipping margeritas with Onon before he gets told about this delcaration, speaking; "Onon, who the hell are theese guys?" he queried his friend.

OOC NAME: Alusem IRP NAME:Iluvatar Buckfort DISCORD:alusem Gonn need lance and armor

-OOC- ((MC Name: )) Alusem ((Discord: )) Goose#1670 ((Timezone:))GMT+2 -IN-CHARACTER- What is your name? Anthir Why seek membership to the Mages Guild? I wish to join the mage guild to learn the Arcane Arts, along with this I also wish to become protector for the lands of Almaris What arts, if any, do you currently practice? none right now that is why i wish to learn Arcane arts. What position do you desire to attain upon acceptance? as they see fit When should you be contacted for an interview? Anytime as my schedule is pretty free