Bircalin
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I think I'm going to make my first new character since my Mori... Dis gon be hurd...
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Beth beats me with brick pillows. Don't tell her I told you, forums.
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Do you have anything constructive to offer instead, sprintindwarf?
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I should make an Orcish nun.
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I can't quite put into words the sound I made reading the DevBlog.
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What happened to Freya's topic?
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No matter how many times someone threatens to commit suicide, NEVER, -EVER- mock them for it. You will live with that regret for the rest of your life.
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Not be a stick in the mud. But if someone is threatening suicide they are clearly having second thoughts and want someone to listen/care. So, sure mocking them will not make it better; but most of the time they never intended on it, or was just looking for attention.
Also, if someone is threatening to kill themselves over a Online Minecraft Fantasy Roleplay Server, I doubt they are serious.
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I feel like the most crucial advice a new player can be given before entering Lotc is to be considerate of other players. There is an awful lack of consideration lately.
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I think I'm gonna' sell my soul for a laptop.
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Eclipse, the tall figure blanketed by his ominous green robes and sharp black mask, watches over the cart from an isolated trunk of elder bark. The mouthpiece grill filters his slowed, broken breaths as his abyssal white eyes stalk the all-too-familiar corpse. A rare occurrence when donned in his 'night robes', he mutters in a muffled tone beneath his mask, feeling that none would be near enough to hear his true voice. "Why, Botar... What drove you..." Watching as the also familiar sight of Nienna heaves herself onboard, Bircalin relaxes his fists as his legs spring outwards, launching him towards a nearby trunk as his hands hurriedly clasp around the bark, one leap closer to the cart. He rises from his crouched position on the new perch, shuffling the short bow comfortably on his back with his free gloved-hand. "Unlike the empty promises of our time's kin, I will -not- forget you, old friend. May you rest in the halls of Urguan, the comfort of Malin and the love of Aeriel..." "Good hunting, Botar..."
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It's beginning to become far less entertaining, seeing out of character references in roleplay. Though, I imagine I'd be portrayed as a party-pooper for saying that.
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"Yet another leader's reign to come and go as we watch their life drip from their souls." Bircalin mutters with a macabre tone about him. "Such a capable, adaptable and outright astonishing kin... It saddens me, how blind they have become. Blind to the change thrust upon them. Blind to the shackles thrust upon them guised as paths to freedom." The worn toe of his boot forces the clump of leaves around him to whisper and shuffle as he turns from the literature, marking his path into the woods from misty eyes beneath his abyssal black mask. "In time, the forgotten will rise, and the ignorant will be far too late. The selfish and greedy will watch as their pawns and servants abandon them, for in a life built upon the weak supports of power hungry beings, it only takes a swift crash of anarchy's waves to force forth their untimely demise." With his withered blade sheathed at his waist and his short hunting bow slung over his deep green cloak, Bircalin makes his way to the murky depths of Witch Wood. "Guide my conscience, father Malin... I call upon your wisdom..."
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I'll just add that from that screenshot, 44 people voted. There are a few more than 44 people that actively play on the server. I sure didn't vote and I can think of plenty others that didn't too. If you want to use that as evidence, update and renew it. Otherwise, it is dated and a poor source of evidence.
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I'm excited to see what comes of this, honestly. Should be fun!
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-Eliminates the faint ember of a rumour with his BircHammer.-
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Today is Monday.
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Thinking of starting some Broodmother lore... Opinions?
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I simply feel that there's no harm in expanding the experience players can have with them by having something readily-available for a player to read so they know quite how to react when they're dealing with a spider of that size with other untold qualities. Of course, if there already is lore, I've simply had trouble locating it thus far.
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I have so much free time, and nothing to make it productive...
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The Third Great Dream Of The Druids
Bircalin replied to Song Druid's topic in Anthos Roleplay Archive
The invasive aroma of a stagnant mushroom broth lingers in Bircalin's burrow. His enigmatic white eyes seemingly halting their admiration of the feral embers of the fireplace before them. His breathing is caught off-guard as the dream strikes him forcefully. Viscious flashes of Laurelin's mother grove play through his mind without pause before the unfamiliar sight of Asulon blesses his mind and finally the more memorable sight of the current grove appears before him. "It has been long, long since The Lunar Druid faced the dream of the Druids..." The title had not been muttered by his lips for well over a century, leaving a vibrant taste on his lips that could easily have been mistaken for the broth now dribbling through the scraggly beard upon his face. "I don't suppose Respiren, Apollan or Aearia will be there to welcome me with open arms... Regardless, I should investigate this." And with those final words, he packed a short-term supply of food into his satchel after generously slurping the final contents of the homemade bowl. He makes way for Leumalin's grove. -
I think it would be safe to assume the Easter-related forum isn't quite necessary anymore.
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