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Simon Peter Rovare sat with his knees close to his chest shakingly in a deep sweat and pale-skinned, having witnessed such a brutal and gruesome demise at such a young age. One moment his father was discussing the process and many other things to him; the next, Adonis had experienced the full brunt of a freak accident with a punch equivalent of three potions. Soon Bluecloaks would come to collect the boy and the remains of his father. For some time, Simon would prefer to stay quiet and keep to himself. Eventually, his inheritance would be brought to him, an elegant blade that had seen battle and more that showed on its surface. As he looked into the flat of the blade and saw his reflection, the words of the young Rovare's father would echo in his head, 'Your life is now yours.' What that meant in the moment fell on deaf ears, but perhaps he will learn that meaning when he's meant to. . . Ser Aviel "The Flamehound" Helfgott would be chased down by a courier while wandering through a city during another one of his adventures, it took reading such a missive two. . . three. . . four times before the emotions set it. A river of tears would flood from his right eye as he had truly lost a close friend and a brother-in-arms. The Knight would thus find a place to lay back in the grass and look towards the Skies. Another read of the will after he calmed down would bring a soft chuckle and weak smile to him. "Ye jus' 'ad t' bring the mangoes up, huh, Adonis? Ye *******." The Helfgott murmured to the winds with jest. "Guess I'll jus' 'ave t' plant some mangoes t' get ye back." He hummed as he thought of that plan with a real, mischievous grin.

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I WISH the Brackin Argon were playable, I wanna play a very curious and stupid fish. Love them already. +1

As a Community Team member, I personally carry extra food for folks in the event I get a CREQ for it or someone asks in QOOC/LOOC/SOOC. Because of food expiry, I'll have to keep track of where in the food is in its "lifecycle" so I can make sure I'm not tossing pinktags rotten food. As someone that interacts with the ShowAndSell Plugin as a seller and a buyer, this affects how long you can keep PVP food and other mechanical foodstuffs on your shelves.

I have the same exact concerns. Iron and gold are extremely plentiful resources, especially iron being found in all nation mines along with coal. Having to store iron ingots will take up a lot more space than compressing it into iron blocks and decompressing them when needed. I personally did that with my iron and gold because I had a lot of both resources before the end of Aevos and I was able to contain it in one double chest.

Is the Relative Center, created by Aeriel, not considered lore-accurate anymore? It's located within the Ebriaetes/Golden City. According to that wiki page I linked, the Relative Center is where souls are guided to via the Soulstream before they're sent to their respective afterlife; unless there's specific routes for other CAs/MAs.

Welcome to LOTC, dude! I'm excited to hear, and by reading previous comments, that you're excited to get into LOTC! We're on a temporary map atm, but we've got a brand new map, Azuras, coming out SOON™️. Azuras will be the 10th map within LOTC's long history, so it's the best time to dive in and leave your mark! Since you're a Highlander and like the warrior/soldier type of roleplay, I recommend checking out the Empire of Man/Burgundy once we're on Azuras. Burgundy is LOTC's big, prominently Human nation. I hope to see ya around, ya seem like a great person to hang with! 😄

A Knight in the far-off County of Stirland would get a chuckle and smile as he happened to find a copy of an invite to the Halfling's final Shindig on Aevos! "Ye know what? Why not one last dance on this cursed heap o' rocks?" Ser Aviel Helfgott said to himself, thus he then thought to bring a +1 with him while a new feeling of warmth came to his cheeks.

Heyo! I have a human House, Helfgott, that currently holds a baronetcy in the County of Stirland, a vassal of the Empire, and my persona, the Patriarch of the house and the Baronet, will be looking for players to play kid personas soon! Plenty of room for noble and military RP for you and your friends that are interested in either or, or even both! My Discord is @.digit, I hope to hear from ya soon! 😄

The ember-hued eyes of the Vizier of Rah'tuma, Elahern Tal, would scan the missive calling for the capture of his Pharaoh and the payment of a debt that he had not been made aware of by the Oyashimen. On top of this, they even deem the Pharaoh the thrall of an Isfetian being. "Decieved cultists?" The 'ker spoke through gritted, file-sharpened teeth to himself. "Lah, Pharaoh would never bind his khnem to that of Isfetian filth. Well-known that Pharaohs and card magic go hand-in-hand?" The Tal asked himself rhetorically. "My clan has been at the service of all Pharaohs since the days of the Great Naseret and we have records of each one, lah Pharaoh of Rah'tuma has ever dealt in the arts of card magic." -- "Such words are an insult to the Pharaoh!" Elahern proclaimed. "I must see what our next course of action is." The Vizier spoke as he went to find the leader of the Rah'mun Peoples.

Ser Aviel Helfgott would find this missive tucked under a book on his desk that he had forgotten to put away for safekeepings. He pulled the shimmering parchment out from under the tome to read. “One last fight, aye?” The Stirlandic Knight murmured to himself as he continued to read before setting the missive down and opening his bedside trunk. He would pull out a sheathed sword that had been forged by his great-grandfather and took the daemonsteel cutlass that has seen him through the last decade of fighting out of the sword frog on his belt. The familiar weapon was then placed into the trunk before it was closed. “Let us show this Daemon the burnin’ Light of GOD.” The Helfgott spoke to the sword with a smirk and a courageous glint in his eye. Withdrawing only an inch of the blade from its sheathe, the room basked in a dim, radiant white glow.

The Captain of the ship, Zulimar, stood just behind the bow of the vessel. The long hair under his hat billowing in the salt-stained winds of the open waters. A smirk of Bull-like confidence permeated his tanned visage while excitement and curiosity burned under dark-blue eyes. Thus the man spun about-face upon the sea-soaked deck to meet the gaze of his people, pointing fingers to various crew mates. “PULL ASHORE, DROP THE ANCHOR, AND GET YOUR PACKS READY! LET’S SEE WHAT THESE LANDS HAVE FOR US!” His boisterously loud voice called to the crew, booming in their ears like the thunder of the Storm!

On The Charges of Bovicide, Burglary, and Criminal Damage Issued by the BARONET OF WALDENSTEIN On the 7th of Harren’s Folley of the Year of 2043 I.T.. [!] A depiction of the dungeon in Castle Oakenwald that awaits. . . IT MUST BE KNOWN THAT AT LEAST ONE INDIVIDUAL IS WANTED BY THE COUNTY OF STIRLAND FOR THE CRIMES LISTED ABOVE. Although there is no description of the perpetrator available, they will have amassed a bountiful quantity of leather that was stripped from the cattle they had slaughtered, leaving behind the corpses to rot within the cattlepen where the bovicide took place and put the remaining cattle at risk of sickness. If there is any information regarding this bandit, the County of Stirland urges that it be sent to Ser Aviel Helfgott, lest they spread their havoc elsewhere. A fifty mina reward to anyone who brings these criminals to the County of Stirland. Due punishment comes to those who break the sanctity of peace and law. The Right Honorable, Holy Ser Peter Rovare, Count of Stirland, Lord of the Stars, Knight of the Holy Grail, Head of House Rovare, Protector of the Salvian People and the Hamlet of Oakhaven His Lordship, Ser Aviel Helfgott, “The Flamehound”, Baronet of Waldenstein, Knight-Companion of the Order of the Stars, Oathman of the Order of the Oak, Patriarch of House Helfgott

Housemagery + Ginger is a good combo. I’m not odd, just a bit whimsy.

Whether by the grace of GOD or a passing courier, Ser Aviel Helfgott would receive a copy of a missive that bore the seal of a close friend’s house. His visage grew somber at the writ that announced the end of a life that only just begun, one only a few years younger than himself. Thus the Knight clutched the silver Lorraine that hung from his neck, bowing his head and closing his eyes to pray. “Light Everlastin’, to Ye a light returns to ‘er home in the Skies. Let Yer warmth embrace ‘er mournin’ family: parents, siblings, cousins, an’ all that knew ‘er. Be a guiding light during this time, Father GOD. In Nomini Dei: AMEN.” He spoke, then going to put on something warm to go visit the grieving.

Ser Aviel would read the missive as the local courier passed through the frontier county of Stirland. Seeing that it would be an evening under the stars and outside, he would begin to make plans on what he would wear. As the Helfgott rummaged through his bedside trunk, he would find the garb that had been once to big for him that was passed down by his elders when he was a child. “Perfect.” The Knight simply said to himself.

Upon hearing such a noise, Ser Aviel Helfgott would hurry up to his father’s room to see what has happened. First, he saw the hole in the wall, that can be fixed. Second, he saw the Courage-Flame in Arthur’s eye, that can only mean something happened. Finally, he found the missive bearing the Cardinal Du Loc’s banner and read it. The Knight and Jorenic Guard’s heart sank. “What do they mean ‘e’s dead?” Was all he could say before tears like rivers flowed from his right eye, tears of sadness and R A G E . “I won’ believe this until I see the body.” Aviel said stubbornly before racing down and out of the front door. The sky-blue glow of his prosthetic eye becoming glaringly bright as he made his way to the Holy See.