WhatASithuation

Hey there! Well done on your application and welcome to our community of LotC! To get started, The server IP is mc.lotc.co The server is 1.18.2 - 1.19.3 When you arrive in the cloud temple to the right of cloud temple I suggest going to tutorial island or do; /creq Can a Wilven come assist me? Here are some links to help you start out! x3 Settlement Guides Nations & Major Settlements If you need any help feel free to contact me via the forums, discord or online in game. My tag is, @WhatASithuation . LOTC's discord is here, I recommend going to the new players category if you feel you would like a rundown of the server and in the help chat ping @Community Lastly, here is the new player hub, I recommend you look over it! New player hub Another New Player Guide Have fun role playing!

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I really hope this gets passed, i used to use orbit to lift injured people (outside of combat) as means of a stretcher and it sucks that I just have to rp dragging them now. I dont think ive ever seen orbit abused and it makes sense that the weight distribution is what they could carry cause it gets spread out upon them. I agree with the moon path as well because sun path is a clear winner and moon path is REALLY cool. But its lacking I think the update allowing it to work as auric oil would give it a needed boost to bring things up to the same level while keeping it very different. As far as condensing goes, I miss the wall thing, considering kani users cant use heavy armor and the like it would really help moon pathers. Perhaps if doing it impromptu bothers st perhaps it could be something like a build up , 1x1 for one emote, but a second emote could raise it to 2x1

(MC Name: WhatASithuation) Name: Athri'annyer Tinuviel Vote 1: Theveus Sythaerin Vote 2: Theveus Sythaerin

THE BALLOT ((MC Name: WhatASithuation)) Name: Athri'annyer Tinuviel Vote 1: Theveus Sythaerin Vote 2: Theveus Sythaerin

Athri'annyer upon hearing the news was both surprised and devastated. "... What am I supposed to do with these 25 blast potions now... ? We were going to sell them for so cheap too..." He stated to his comrades within Ak'vei's lab. "I guess we'll just have to find someone else that wants an obscene amount of blast potions."

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Athri'annyer stood before the pyre of his cousin, saying a couple words in her memory: In the hush of whispered winds, a somber tale unfolds. Of a woman named Llora Soltée, whose story is now retold. With grace and strength, she walked life's winding knoll. A spirit as enduring as the silent flight of the snowy owl. Beneath the silver moon, her statements would chime. A melody that echoed through the corridors of time. Underneath the canopy where branches gently weep. Her memory in our hearts, forever to keep. With every word she spoke, a meaning profound. A symphony of kindness, in every note, it resound. Her laughter, a gentle breeze through autumn's golden trees. A warmth that lingered, like the sun in the arctic freeze. Now, she rests where the stars' stories unfold. A cosmic ballet, a spectacle to behold. In the tapestry of life, her threads are unbroken. We shall remember her and all she was, a valuable token. So let us bid farewell with a bittersweet vow. In the presence of all of us, here and now. For in the stillness of the night and the sun's warmest prowl. Llora's legacy lives on. So, think of her. When you see a snowy owl.

Oooh this is super cool! Its such a huge learning curve for new players in regards to making roleplay items. This is definitely going to help them!

After some time of reflective deliberation I have formally decided to step down from my position as Okarir'sil. I, of course, will remain steadfast with Haelun'ors ideals and aid the Sillumir and the blessed cihi to the best of my ability; however, it is time for me to progress onto a new chapter of my life. I recommend Sorcaril Sythaerin to Elasulir to replace me, as they have already proved their capabilities. ahernan, and maehr'sae hiylun'ehya. Athri'annyer Tinuviel. ay'thill yallre. hae iheiuh onaelu perithe.

Athri'annyer scowled at the paper, for multiple reasons. "Eugh." He tossed it over his shoulder into the armory's fire and went about his daily duties.

Okarir'sil Tinuviel rallied and prepared those under his command with the help of his Tilruir'tir. "It is time, we march!"

Tilruir'tir Nightingale looked over the missive. His brow was furrowed in concern. "I have absolutely no idea who this elf is." He muttered. "How foolish. Who even has the audacity to pin such a missive with no concrete evidence to support their claims..." Upon further reading the responses of such a missive, Alexander's concern faded quickly. Losing interest, he continued off on his patrol.

Alexander paused, seeing the notice. His eyes widened in excitement. "Finally! . . . It is time for Father Sonny to shine." The armored mali maliciously chortled, continuing on his patrol humming quietly. "Ah.... I cannot wait to kill my brother."

Alexander, while heading to a research class in the library took a moment to read over the paper. "Oo.. sounds like quite the debate. I think I'd be interested in attending such." He whispered to himself, continuing on his way.

"This sounds like a valuable opportunity. I will be there!" Tilruir'tir Nightingale exclaims in the square upon seeing the notice.

Oo I super hope this gets accepted

A Report of the leading up events of San Luciano and final battle of Almaris: Night fell on the land of Alamaris - Haelun'or knew to prepare themselves taking the unnatural darkness as a sign of warning. Alas, they were correct in doing so for war horns echoed over the sea bordering elcihi thillin. The smell of gunpowder and rot billowed through the marbled pristine halls. Suddenly, the ground shook. elSillumiran gathered , rallied in the main square, prepared to defend their homeland, and her citizens. elSillumiran spread out on the overarching walls and stood ready for whatever was coming their way. The ground split from beneath them and from the center of elcihi mori began to claw their way into their sacred home. Through great teamwork, alchemic weaponry and discipline they slowed the creatures down from clawing their way up from the depths, and holding their ground against the flanking pirates that assaulted the back of elcihi. However - there was no end to them , and Haelun'ors galant struggle proved to in the end be futile against the dark magic at play. A high tidal wave crashed against the walls, flooding elcihi we once called home. Haelun’or was routed and was compelled to flee back to Savoy for the safety of her people. Together with the other descendant survivors of the Mori’s attacks, they gathered for one last fight in the last remaining standing city. The war was grand, forces pincered the remaining descendants from all angles; however, they managed to hold their ground over a multitude of aggressive attacks, and waves from the dastardly flying, acid spitting creatures that had plagued the realm for the last couple years. Haelun'or demonstrated excellent militant skills with their organization and the leadership presented. Not a single Sillumir or Haelun’orian was lost. The remaining descendants had their last stand in the Savoy palace just barely managing to escape thanks to a splitting crack that emerged in its center. In the end, they were forced to retreat deep down into a strange underground territory but not before long they managed to find an exit thanks to a convenient landslide that revealed a path way to the surface, a new realm. Haelun'orians are strong of spirit and mind. elcihi will be rebuilt- better than before and the mali'thill of Haelun'or will continue to flourish. thill'leh inde'leh Talonniileh'ehya chul'okarae! [[ We must safeguard (the spirit of) our purity (the spirit of) our history and (the spirit of) our family ]] Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya