Jamwill

Gallio polished a tooth taken from the Great Chimera with a smile on his face. A hunt long overdue was finally over, although the war against the mountain was not yet finished. "Ef the mountain controlled the Great Chimera, Et might haveh some other great beasts fer us t' slay." He thought to himself with a chuckle. "The Chimera might've been the end o' Crothstad, but et can be our beginnin'."

Rock and Stone

When Gallio first heard the idea of crafting Carbarum teeth he thought to himself. "This has either got t’ be the best or worst use o’ Carbarum t’ this daeh…"

One of, if not the best clan post to ever grace the forums. Well done Reece.

I think potioncrafting can be enjoyable in small portions. The problem is just that after having done it for a while, you get quite tired of having to write the same emotes over and over. Crafting roleplay in general is also way more enjoyable when working together with someone else as opposed to doing it solo, since a lot of people (me included) find solo rp to often be quite bland, and unenjoyable. More like a chore than anything, if its required for making a specific item.

Gallio thought back to when he befriended the great falcon in the Crothstad forest. "Been a whileh since Ah took ye on a proper good hunt." He said to his companion. "Ah'm sureh we'll find a great beast t' slay soon."

Props to the builders for this map. Looks amazing.

Its a shame to see you go dude. I hope your journey forwards will be a good one. I still remember the day I joined the server, and you showed me around the dwarven kingdom. Good times, even though you lost a trusty steed that day. Narvak oz Urguan! Narvak oz Grelu Khron'edhekal!

MC Name: Jamwill Discord: Jamwill Image: Description of Image: Portrait of Gallio Grandaxe Dimensions: 1 wide, 2 high

Must have been a vision from Yemekar himself.

A collection of all trophies hung from the Winged Lord's necklace: The canine tooth of the timberwolf Gallio hunted for his trial of courage, taken as a trophy alongside the wolves pelt. A plume feather plucked from a thundermaw raven, slain in the northern parts of Aevos during a battle against the harrowers chosen. A bone figure carved in the shape of a dragon carrying a bell around its neck. Those familiar with Elden would find that the carving resembled the dragon. A piece of iridescent black and purple chitin taken from a Lurker. The story of how this beast was slain had been mostly forgotten, even by its slayer. The shining black fang of a large spider, taken as a trophy after a hunt within the Crothstad forest. A single long claw of a mist-hound, taken as a trophy after a hunt within the Crothstad forest. The claw of a manticore, hunted and slain in the mountains surrounding Urguan on Aevos. A large claw that blurred when moved. A trophy taken from an elusive beast that toyed with its prey, yet was taken down with the help of Haelstrom, the legendary bird. The tip of a demonic horn, seemingly broken off through combat. It had runes carved into its sides, representing valor. A large tooth from the Great Chimera of Aevos. Gallio's greatest hunt, and his proudest kill. It took over half a century to finish the quest that Crothstad failed to complete.

Gallio read the missive as he prepared a scaled leather and some alchemical herbs. 'Ah'll look forwards to fight alongside these lads.' He thought to himself, before putting the missive back down to continue his work.

Torfinn puts away his bread and mead before equipping his armor once more. With a glowing spear over his shoulder, and a matte black greatsword in his hands he travels towards the capital. IGN: Jamwill Discord: Jamwill

Gallio read the missive after returning from a deer hunt. "Wot the fock es this piece o’ shit?" He said as he sat down on his chair. The Grandaxe threw the missive into his fireplace, before lighting it on fire with a snap of his fingers. "Khorvads reach es spreadin’. We better end the sufferin’ o’ those affected by this plague before et spreads aneh further."

Dokrum Yoran, the watchful tower, stood completely still in the halls of Urguan, humming to himself as he thought back to when he crushed the ice altar. "DOKRUM CRUSH" He said to himself.

[!] A golem was confused why this paper was attached to his body, but he didn't mind, and left it there until it blew away in the wind.

Gallio smiles as he reads the missive. "Ah’m happeh t' see our clinic bein' put t' good use." He said with a nod.

Finally... Nuclear Bardmancy

Ouu, this is really cool. I love the dynamic between the descendant side, and the lycan side. Good lore, would play. +1

Art done by AI A Sailors Pact Sitting atop a tall stone, surrounded by a pond, the sailor meditated. A familiar spot, which would soon be encircled by unfamiliar storms. The powers of Belka, the Brathmordakin of passion, created by Yemekar, now surrounded him just as winds and waves surrounds a boat. A storm formed above the stone, and the water surrounding it turned into a strong current circling aggressively around the meditating sailor. "Hear me Belka! Hear me great creator! Hear me paragons o' tae Brathmordakin!" The sailor shouted out into the storm. "I ask o' ye t' test meh, an' see ef Ah am wortheh t' wield tae powers o' tae realm!" The storm picked up around the sailor, as small arcs of lightning could be seen arcing in the clouds above. A roaring thunder would crackle across the surrounding hills and valleys. "Witness meh, an' I shall sho' ye tae strength o' yer creation!" The water slowly raised up from the pond to surround the sailor as he shouted. For a moment, there was silence, before a beam of light struck down onto the sailor. A smile formed on his face as the violent sounds of a lightning strike was heard.

Gallio read the missive, before starting to laugh as he read the runes at the end.

Gallio Grandaxe went to see the new city that had been built, as he nodded with a smile at the sight of the beautiful scenery. He quite liked the nature, though still despised the different bugs crawling around.