Hwaldar

As I can see,my trap has worked. Continue with your bussiness,Broker.

I'm afraid even I don't know about my family,so how would you know,Broker?

Don't worry,someone will fix this issue...

Common internet thing,used by desperate weirdos.

*The contents of the sign were covered with ink* The coward returned the stolen books. Scrap the sign for free wood! -Hwaldar

An excerpt from "Laurelin News" "...As the new moon was rising,Laurelin's trees carried not the laughter of elves,and the sound of their dancing feet. They carrier roars,demonic laughter,and growls. Puddles of blood,and dead elves were seen mainly in the docks,as an unknown being ravaged through them.It's footprints led to the Mother Tree,unto which's bark,was clawed out: There's Little room...For Escape. Ag'Na'Rok."

((no need to ruin RP's either))

I can hardly believe many of the mages will take part in a war against undead,mostly because of the neutrality they hold.

I could probably teach magic

If your not even trying to RP it,why do you even worry about the script?

I'll hook 'ye up with a letter once I'm ready. What be 'yer name?

There can be a 'lil problemo with the money. 'Yar see,I'm no merchant of any trade.'Am a Mage. 'A could whip out some things to fill out the price.

You forgot to add this one,sir. Q:"AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!! Y IT NOT WOOOOORK??????" A:Pull your belt up,tighten it,and hold the *insert foul language of your taste* on your butt. At any point,it's good news for a change.

*You notice this almost indifferent trade note on the billboard* 'Ey there! I'm looking to buy some wool.Not just any,however. I require atleast 2 stacks of black wool,1 stack of purple wool,and half a stack of red wool. 'Yar can find me in South-West Laurelin.Look for a wooden tower framed by cobblestone.

*You can see YET another note* Can't you just bone-racks give up and come to the cake-eating contest?

*You notice an interesting note pinned to the jobs board* *It reads:* Interested in work? I'm interested in recieving helpers! I require helpers to: -Build -Teach All information will be given to you upon approval of your hirement. Send this information to Valley of Shadows(application): 1.Your name: 2.Your Age(both IG and IRL): 3.Your experience in building: 4.Your experience in teaching: 5.Are you able to teach "special" things?: 5-1:If you answered yes,prove it: 6.Are you completely sure,that you want to do this?: 7.Do you agree,that I keep the utmost right to remove you,whenever I feel like doing so?: Remember:No "goodie-boy" weaklings.Capable men only.

Sounds like a plan. Count me in.

This one aswell.

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The First Writing It is the year nine hundred and five. I...What...am I... The first question I had in my mind,when I woke up.Woke up,from a slumber...of countless lenght. It did not take long to find it out,though.I was...what I did not wish to be. A mage.Bearer of the power,forbidden to those of weak heart...and weak mind. I wanted to leave for my own paths...But that,was the day,when all paths shut... They all...were shut.

And thus you have proved how much of an arrogant kiddo you are. Very well.We'll do it the other way then. The Mages Clan,and it's Counsil,has been exsisting far before LotC even showed up,and it's Leaders (Ramir and the others) are not happy about all the bullshit your making up,just to suck up to everyone. Special Edit: If you so badly wish to ban me,go ahead and do it.Prove to us all how "powerful" you are.

I hereby forward the message,which i was tasked to forward. OOC:Didn't make this.

No,but i got a new character.Let the mage rest.

I would like to speak further with you,Messenger.Meet me at Winterfell any time your able.