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What is common for people to do when depressed is to get a hobby to keep their mind off things, it still entirely depends on your Character as Dante said.

((Hello dear friends and precious community of LOTC, as some of you may know I am going to be inactive for the next MONTH, It’s not for a bad reason though, for I am traveling to Paris. I will check in on the forums and perhaps if lucky the server (I have no Idea what kind of place I’m staying at, my guess is that the computers there will not allow applications to be downloaded.) so yeah, just enjoy this thread or whatever and no, Adeon is not dead, he is meditating. I wish you all a good day !)) *The faint thumping of Horse feet kicking up snow is seldom heard by Man within the deep forests of the frozen south* A tall, slender Elf slides off his horse’s saddle, he lands awkwardly and limps around a little to get the blood flowing in his lower body again, he sighs in relief and pats his horse on the nose “You did well, Steel. This place will be perfect.” He says as he backs away and begins to collect the driest firewood he can find. “Time to find a quaint little Cavern to stay in, the trees here are not as sturdy as they are in the Elven lands, after all”. He unties a satchel from his saddle and removes a small tinderbox, he proceeds to start a fire and roast the wild Pig he shot earlier. A few hours pass and the stars begin to shine, he arranges a few branches to cover the exit of the Cavern and spreads his bedroll, he quickly drifts into slumber. The sun rises again but the Elf is no where to be seen, only the faint crackle of the fire is heard from the Cavern, there is no sign of struggle or death, only calm.

*prepares to be unrecognised* oh and... 7/10

"I would very much like to participate, it would help since I'm currently stuck with a bunch of tomes written in elven" -Adeon

"Damn well better be Nelecat !"

((fixed the meta part, can everyone edit they're posts into rp ?))

"Indeed it is, perhaps not all Mori are like this, they have skilled fighters there, best not to shed blood, perhaps a few Mali'aheral should create some sort of political agreement with the Mori savages"

*a series of pages torn from a book sway in the wind, the constant yet faint roar of the waterfall in Haelun'or echoes through the valley, you feel relaxed and begin to read the document* Passage 56 Menorcress I write this passage in a different location then usual, a sudden and unexpected turn of events has brought me to a healer's home, I have experienced life and death in the past few days, it all started in Malinor. It was just a normal day, my friends Danny, Cesaro and I were exploring the lush forests, due to the previous assaults I had experienced, I was unable to walk normally on my feet, I had to use a walking stick, we treaded forth into the lush trees and bush, I soon forgot about my injuries and shuffled along on my feet, the air grew cooler, snowflakes soon obscured our vision and to our dismay we had stumbled upon a frozen lake, this was a terrifying experience, I cannot swim which made this a life or death situation for me, we began to make our way across the frozen plain when we heard rustling and footsteps, we could not see well due to the snow and fog, I strayed from my friends and examined the native plants and rocks, I heard faint yells and thuds, I thought Cesaro and Danny were simply skylarking, I headed towards the sounds and the closer I got the more it sounded like a fight, clanging, thuds, cries, I finally got a glimpse at my friends and a new acquaintance, a female mori had taken cesaro's blade and was now teasing him with it, Danny was under the influence of a drug and Cesaro had an axe pressed against his throat, I quickly produced a blade from my pack and engaged the mori, she was a fearsome fighter, the iron blade I used soon shattered and she used Cesaro's blade to impale me, the pain was horrific, no vital organs were damaged but I was bleeding copiously. She dragged us into a cave, long flags lashed out at us, the wind blowing cold, strong bursts into the cave, she dragged us down a large number of stairs, Danny, in a drug fueled rage, tackled the woman and tossed me down a slope, my body was severely bruised and cut, my wounds bled freely and it seemed like I was doomed, Danny escaped the clutches of the female, he leapt into the water and swam to where I was laying, he patched up my wounds and took me to a nearby cave, we slept there and ate there for what felt like weeks, feeding off of small cave creatures and strange fish that lurked in the waters. When I finally began to adapt and regain my strength, we decided to find Cesaro.We created simple stone weapons and a small raft made of trash a mori must have left behind, we drifted across the water and arrived on land, we scaled the stone pillar that some kind of vault was carved into, we managed to get onto the bridge where Cesaro had been dragged along, we had to be discreet or they would surely find us, a retractable bridge was ahead, to activate it, one must climb down into the water and pull a lever, the bridge should unfold, giving you access to the city, there is a path in the corner, it is well hidden, once you get into the tunnel, stick to the left side to avoid the fungi sprouting from the walls, I cannot remember any further, we must have been ambushed, I woke up later in a bed later, and here I am now. I am returning to Haelun'or in a week or so, for now I must be drugged, I payed for a smith the install he arms of a golem onto me, he does not look sure of what he is doing and is always speaking of money instead of the procedure, I fear he may not be a trained surgeon either, I will write passage 57 when I get back, I am very happy to still be alive, I hope these arms will serve me well. -Adeon *the last paper is a drawing of the cavern that was described in the passage.* ((I did not create the image, no credit goes to me))

I think someone with at least a few years of magic training would be acceptable, I suppose it's up to the council I suppose.

*A smaller paper is nailed to the very bottom with a dagger* "The Mori, They cut my arms off, I have been in the caves they live in, all they did was torture me and speak giberish, I meant no harm, they are nothing but savages"

MC NAME: sode1 RP NAME: Adeon GENDER: Male JOB/STATS: Apprentice Magician and builder, also a swordsman. Have a home?: yes RACE: High Elf

*Adeon examines the wooden casing with the parchment inside and sighs, he then looks down at his bandaged, burnt body and swears beneath his breath* "I just hope those thugs are caught"

((My character currently only knows how to do 1 magical thing with only 1 element, plus its only RP ._. he can only zap people once with electricity then he is in a coma for 6 IG weeks, and if anyone wants to know, yes, i do have legitimate reasons to RP magic because I was tought by people with magic :P))

(( my character's magic is very taxing atm everytime he uses it he goes into a coma xD))

^ You sir are very lucky

Aw hell naw It was good knowing you Arbrek, even in the fail guild we made you made it fun. Maybe.. someday.. you will be permitted to go on LOTC once more. But for now.. Farewell my friend *sad music*

*Adeon bends over to pick up a gold coin, to his dismay, the hawk pushes him over onto his face and throws the letter onto his chest* "Ugh... what's this ?" "Allix is dead, I suppose I will have to take his place at this meeting."

I will sign this charter, i was good friends with Arkensald, although i have not seen him for a very long time.

Alan: Wolf pack only, get another chair. Lol'd so hard