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tbh, isnt it weird humans can't be above 6'6 even though irl its very much possible and not extremely rare.
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FILTH DISCOVERED IN BIGGUN TAVERNS
Rebellionlife replied to Josie_Exotic's topic in The Halfling Realm of Dúnfarthing
"I'm glad the Dunfarthing empire that managed to subdue countless nations like krugmar into a military alliance is also improving government agencies like the health inspecting bureau!" Chirped a random halfling. -
[Feat Lore] Sorvians, the Man-Made-Men: 2
Rebellionlife replied to Omen Prince's topic in Lore Criteria + Submissions
Why do frost witches require other descendent blood to use? While frost mothers don't have blood normal witches do have normal descendent blood that's just slushy. It's more regular than what treelords have. -
[Voidal Feat] Chaos Magic
Rebellionlife replied to BakedPotato's topic in Lore Criteria + Submissions
Great lore but as stated above would love to see a LOTC Twist on wild magic sorcerers -
[Coven of Devana] - The War of Skjoldier, the Elves of Y'elthyr
Rebellionlife replied to Qizu's topic in Events
Deep in the heart of Aevos's northern wasteland of ice and snow a bearded witchling kneeled down as she observed these visions. A blade of Azhl drenched in dried blood as her kin knelt down next to her. It was time for a new beginning she felt, perhaps a journey to remove such forces that hurt her kin. The blades, the witches' eyes gleamed at the sight of them, her lust for power and greed was not satiated now until she had this to. -
A frost witch would begin to sing a beautiful chorus of siren noises as she licked the blood of the churchs ordermaster from her mace. "Oh come cursed children and devils, they mock your potential and power. RISE, RISE FROM THESE LANDS THAT GROW SCARED OF YOU. JOIN THE FORCES THAT GIVE YOU STRENGTH POWER LEADERSHIP AND A HUNGER FOR VIOLENCE. NIGH IS TIME, NIGH IS THE END OF THE CHURCHS FALL. FOR THE AENGULS THEMSELVES DO NOT BELIEVE IN GOD! FOR THE CHURCH HAS BEEN LIES THAT HAVE FESTERED FOR TO LONG. AWAY WITH THE RESTRAINTS THAT HOLD YOU DOWN, EMBRACE IBLEES, FOR THEY ARE TRUE FREEDOM."
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Since Aevos is my first map I'm gonna be going off of what's happened here. I'd say the best source material for maybe a show would be either the war with spooks scheming and causing deaths or maybe a show with the harrower event line. I mean lotc is so big you got event lines for separate communities and a whole lot of shit that just doesn't involve itself with other shit ya know? LOTC is HUGE. Personally, I think for a show based on lotc would be easier to make with the rich history of spook lore vs paladin and templar lore and have a story like that. I'm also bias and enjoy spook rp more than nation rp or warclaims etc.
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Deep in the northern wasteland of Aevos, where the harrowers darkness sweeps over her prey. A short, bearded figure of frostbite and hair of snow sat on a mound of corpses. The blood of victims begun to pool into a large forge where embers sparked, and weapons were forged. The banshee begun to sing a sirens chorus at the beat of the hammer, for another death was sent to the eternal father winter. Up on a wall sat a bloodied javelin, it's tip no longer pointy but it had served its purpose.
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[Rewrite] [Feat + Magic Lore] Heralds of Azdromoth
Rebellionlife replied to Qizu's topic in Lore Criteria + Submissions
I like it a lot! Do fw next :( /j -
Keep going potato, eventually you'll find a way to nerf frost witches to!
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"Finally! A true empire, may it be short and fun like all halflings!" Cheered a tiny halfling in the tavern upon reading the missive.
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"What teh fook happened ere? Fooking idiot, tried to fly he did!" The mossy dewd stated.
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"Productive enough oi'd say!"
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Deep in the northern wasteland around Ravenswood a chorus of woman can be heard. Violence has awoken them. The frozen forger bangs her hammer on the anvil as the marching mortals make their way to a war.