Hwaldar

This reminds me of what profit i made during that raid...

Hello there mate! This idea was reviewed already in the "Ideas" section,and as far as i'm aware,people weren't very happy with it.That includes me aswell. Nevertheless,you should hold onto your pants for now,as without that Mod API,there isn't much that can be done.

So how do you use this? And where can one read about it's functions IN DETAIL,like how to properly use them and what are the commands for it?

This doesn't seem to work with HD textures. Unless i'm doing it wrong.

Hwaldar

Incorrect.I am not Undead.

Ag'Na'Rok wish to visit wedding.He promise not to harm,if others won't harm him. Ag'Na'Rok wonders when the wedding happen.

Sorry for the delays. I will be updating the journal more often now. Don't forget to comment

Hmm,i'd be interested in helping out,incase you ever need any help

Minecraft Name:Hwaldar Roleplaying Nmae:Hwaldar,The_Blind_One Nation Applying For/Have you had any positive/negative contact with this nation? If so, explain:Humans Why are you interested in this job?It sounds like a job for a man who likes to talk alot and get something done by words. What qualifies you for this position?I know how to "talk properly",if you get my meaning Would you be willing to spend a a large amount of time outside of Laurelin?: Not a problem. How much time do you spend on LoC a week? Few hours a day Do you have any signifigant stats? I'm a Mage

I am now known as Hwaldar,The Blind One. Please add this change once you are able to do so.

The Sixth Reincarnation In the ruins of my old tower,i have not expected to find this book.This journal,which i used to write in the old days,when i was a simple Mage.No...I did not expect to find it anymore.I did not expect to find anything anymore... The Gods deem my services required,and i have been resurrected.My power is yet to be restored,but it's only a matter of hours before it's done.The Undead have started their war with the Mortals...A war,which is not going to end soon.I have yet to meet any of these strange things called "Ascended",but i do not wish to do so... For i am not a Human anymore... The old skin is cracking,and the old flesh is stiff.Though Ag'Na'Rok,my brother,has managed to escape,i will not be able to catch him now...He has left for Ha'Nar....Our homeland... Homeland of the Dead... From the Scratch Those whom need not to know,won't know who I am.But I will be there... Watching... Waiting... I start again...The Shadow obeys... Ha'Nar...My old home.War was a tale,told rarely.But if one would come...It would not end soon. Never ending vast plains of snow and ice.The windy mountains,which blind you with their shine.The cities,protected by tempered ice walls,and great lumbering towers. The land,in which Magic flows free...Where no one dares to forbid it. The Land...Where Magic,was born. I will miss it.

The Fourth Writing I can feel his presence everytime i leave my Tower...Ag'Na'Rok. Ag'Na'Rok,the Defiller of the World.I believe he is coming.Soon enough. I have informed High Prince of what he is capable of,and the Clan's demands,but i fear it may be not enough... He has tainted my blood,and my mind will not hold long... I can still remember the Two Thousand Years War. We were at the walls of Krag'Kar,the ancient capital city of Orcs. It was the first to fall,but we managed to put a harsh stop to his advance. Not for long... The First Tainted Writing FREEDOM! Ag'Na'Rok Nakh' Vala! The Blind one is in my possesion...He wil be my Summoner...He will summon the Dead unto this land! And all will think,that it's the Human King's fault! Har Har HAR! The Sun will go down...And never return.... The Moon will call out those...Who lie DEAD The Death will be shed,LIKE BLOOD! U'Rakh Nakh Ha'Zar! Ag'Na'Rok Nakh' Vala! The Fifth Writing After a long investigation,i have managed to find out that i was possesed by an ages-old enemy of all Mages: Ag'Na'Rok,the Defiller of the World. He is a very dangerous foe,as he has managed to take full control of the desolated First World,where he was supposed to be weakened instead. I fear that the long-sought rest and peace will come for me too soon... I have began rewriting many of the manuscripts,writings,and various other memories into books.Hopefully,they will be placed within a Library,and will provide a usefull source of information for the young Acolytes and Apprentices of Magic. For the Darkness is nearly complete... The Last Writing... This,i believe,will be my last writing,which i write with my mind clear of Ag'Na'Rok's influence.He only grows stronger,now that the barrier between the First World and Aegis has grown thin. To whoever would find this journal,bear in mind what i say next.If you do not wish to listen to "old man's blasphemies",go ahead.I will not stop you. But if you decided to keep on,you will carry the burden further. The Land will turn dead... When the Three Signs start... When the Eyeless Man... Unravels the Way... Three Signs to follow... Three Signs to show... The End of all Life... The Sun will go down...And never return... The Moon will call out those...Who lie Dead... The Death...will be shed,like Blood... And the Eyeless Man... Will reveal... The Path to the Light... The Path to the Void... The Path...To the End. When the Darkness is complete...You will know what to do.

The Sun The Moon The Death... Such are the words of an ages-old Prophecy, which tell us Mages, that the end of all has come. But it has not come yet, fortunately... The First Writing The High Prince has honoured me! He has allowed me to build a Tower in his princedom. I feel...flattered, as would the humans say. Alas, it is yet to be finished, as a Mage is always traveling, always doing something, which keeps him away from home. Today, i've met an Orc within the western part of Laurelin.He has told me that Dwarves have attacked their kind without a warning.I was shocked."Weren't the Orcs and Dwarves at peace by now?" i though.It seems the scales are balancing again... As i was traveling to visit the Gauntlet, a fancy looking Arena of Elven craft, i have met an Elf called "Alyxander". He has mentioned that a Dwarf has attempted theft from Elven barracks. A coinsidence? No.Someone is behind this,i was certain of it. I have traveled all the way to Kal'Urguan, going through the Whispers Isle and an unknown port city. When i arrived,i saw a cage within the city."Horrific", i thought. They allow such merciless torture in public! Trying to ignore the hideous and rotten flesh smelling cage, i traveled to the Grand Halls. The gates were open, with no guards watching. I thought that they've taken a break, only to find out the whole Kingdom is...missing. Luckily, i managed to find out some names of the possible Dwarven attacker and thief. I returned to Laurelin wounded. The monsters were attempting to delay me,but they failed. I now rest in my Tower's bed,as i write this into my Journal. Hopefully, the next day will be more brighter than the last one. The Second Writing I've recieved a gift from an unknown person. It was a Diamond Pickaxe. With it, came a note saying "This will help you to succeed in your project". I must say, that even for a Mage like me, it is truly strange. Nevertheless, the pickaxe has proven it's worth. I still remember my old home, Ha'Nar. I will probably never see it again, as i was reasigned here, to Aegis. What was the Arch' Magus thinking, sending me in here? He should've sent one of the apprentices instead! But, according to him, they are not experienced enough. Bah! I can't believe i resigned from being an Arch' Magus when i did, only problems now! Atleast i got the luxury of quitting the mission whenever i seek. For now, my only assignment is to gain the trust of one or more leaders in this region. He wants me to lie, but i simply cannot. I was taught not to lie ever in my life, and i'm not willing to break this promise just yet. And Isabelle... She must've died already... She was not a Mage, so it's unlikely that she survived as long as we did. I promised her to return... *this part of the page is a bit scrambled* Bah! I fell asleep while writing. I'm way too old for living. Nevermind that for now. For now, i must keep to my assignments. The next ones are about to arrive soon...*this part is soaked in water,and cannot be read* The Third Writing About time i return home! Darned Mages keep calling out Counsils after Counsils,just to chit chat about Orcs and Humans.I'm so tired right now,all that sitting and half-listening was very bothering. But not all was useless to listen to.Arch' Magus has noted that Humans are up to something,and it is our duty to find it out.He suspects that the Human King is up to summoning the Undead into Aegis from the First World,where Ag'Ra'Nok was banished,but managed to gain full leadership and control.I will have to find out more about this.So far,i only got an Official Order of the 'Klan Nakh Magus' to the King to temporarily stand down from his post and cooperate with us during this investigation.IF he refuses,we will be forced to use Magic against him,and i do not wish to do that. I've met an elven boy named Amroth yesterday.I could sense that he is an able Mage,so i asked him to become my Apprentice. He has accepted my offer. We shall see how good he is....

I would,if given the chance.

-Name: Hwaldar. -Title: None. -Gender: Male. -Age: 21 -Race: Human. -Occupation: Mage,Traveling Merchant. -Hobbies: Painting portraits and landscapes,experimenting with Magic. -History: Hwaldar is not a typical Human.He,is given a gift of Magic.Though he hasn't mastered it,he knows just enough about it to keep himself out of trouble.He was born in Cloud Temple,though he did not live there long.In fact,only for a few years,before moving out to the distant and unknown lands with his parents... Twenty years later,he returns back to Cloud Temple.Scarred by the time,but still standing,proudly. After checking his home,he finds his old books,locked under a spell that only him would open them,thanks to his uncle. It's time for Hwaldar,to begin to live the life,as he always wanted to do... As a Mage.