Maximas1211

Accepted ~

List:

Seth Calith~

Celia Windsworn~

Larien Alfakyn~

-- Housing, Shall not begin until Haelun'or Walls are completed

-- The quality of this system is quite precise, Nearly any establisments added to the structure, such as: A astonishing view will cost them unless they present the proper ownership merit to me but if not the price shall be risen.

-- Prices have been risen almost double the standard price to a more suitable price range

-- The cost of each structure shall be presented soon

((http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/54245-sales-of-haelunor/#entry418053))

((New construction thread post your requests there. Ellir, Velulaei'thill accepted your request))

(( Yuln, The ship cannot be built without a proper mathematics and engineer degree along with many others. ))

(( Velulaei'thill, Has only a half mathematics degree but not a engineer degree (IC ) ))

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(( Velulaei'thill * Altasriel change is name to that but is also know as Velulaei'thill. Meaning The Silvery/Pure Moon and The Silvery/Pure. ))

As the last glimpse of life fades from Altasriel weakened and nimble body. While the final beats of his heart begin to die out, men rush down the stairs, Monks of Asulon. Reaching his collapsed-heartened body, fine mist of blood linger in the air, while the aroma dried blood stained the ground. His silvery robs and Elven-Armor stained with blood , while trails of smears of blood lead in all directions around the temple. Silvery shards of metal laid on the ground, droplets of blood stroll across each and everyone of them. The Monks immediately tended to Altasriel. Several monks stepped in the crisp-dried blood, cracking it while some stood on the outskirts of the blood. They were breathlessly, petrified at the scene, praying to Aeriel for his guidance. Some monks brought the necessary equipment to aid Altasriel, for his life was on the edge of a thread.

Using the healing arts to guide his very soul to his broken body. While some provided assistance through medical experience, by cleaning the wounds, removing any excess tissue or metal, before finally bandaging it. The Monks dramatically lifted and took his corpse to a room, and rested him on bed while they finally proceeded. with the last of the operations. Healing the last remnants of his tissue left in his chest while repairing all of his eternal organs. Several days Altasriel rested in the temple, but on his final day loud screeches, screams, and scowls echoed through the temple. Ones made by men and women shouting at a silvery raven, flying and swooping down in the temple. Men opened the entrance to Altasriel to tend to this nuisance leaving them in a temporary weak spot and the raven recognizing this opportunity, swooping into his quarters, landing onto a stand fitted for covers and clothing. It peered down at his broken body, screeching loudly and viciously because it bared the mark of the Mali'aheral Second Legion and his gemmed ornate- emerald composed and fitted in the center of his Ancient Holy Elven Armor.

Men and women entered the room scowling at the bird furiously, until realizing the mark bared on it leg. Recognizing the mark and Altasriel bloodline, they sent a messaged to the Mali'aheral, and Servants of Haelun'or notifying them of his incident. As the Mali'aheral received there message, panic, shock, and agony rained in the streets. They sent runners and messagers to Altasriel, telling them bring him back to his rightful home. The Monks accepted there decision, since they'd already stabled his heart rate and wounds. But reminded and advised them to give him day-to-day care for the coming months. The Mali'aheral left were Altasriel graced in there hands, bringing him to his rightful home, Haelun'or, the Silver City. As they entered through the residential gate, Mali'aheral stood and look down upon his body, silent tears strolled down there cheeks as some frowned like none before.

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Approaches the board tentatively, adverting eye-contact from the ever growing crowds, a hint of embarrassment in his breath. Pursuing the note intently, Altasriel remained silent for several minutes reading the documents over and over. His index-finger glides along each sentence and paragraph, but both his finger and eyes return to one in particular. He finally sighs deeply before brushing off his silvery robes and Elven-armor briskly from the quaint remains of stone and dust. Slouching slightly, he glances down to his pack delightfully, opening it and pulling out a quill in hand. Altasriel signs the parchment. After signing the documents, he draws his attention to the crowds, eyeing them with avert interest. He sighs as he straightens himself up, approaching the crowd. He addresses them in but a simple manner, thus he saying:

Karin'ayla, Lliran!

Some of you might be concern on the matter of the recruitment of the "Servants" .

Faithful Mali'aheral are chosen for this exception and exotic role. The Tilruir guide our race and safeguard both us and our heritage. Therefore we should not faulty and fear the chosen as we are all brothers and sisters. Dio, and Ellir'siol addressed, safeguarded and guided us. They've dedicated their lives to the Mali'aheral, us! Remember our heritage, our history. Know you're never alone, we guide and watch each other.

Each Tilruir are set on a certain sets of responseability and roles. These guide us, organize us. Therefore, I, Altasriel am applying for Tilruir'Leyun. A servant of beauty, this dramatic role is set in my role and I'm willing to accept this. But not without dedication and wisdom. I've dedicated my life to the Mali'aheral, and will continue this dedication through the coming days and years.

Van'ayla, my lliran.

Swiftly shifts away from the crowd to the most open-cleared direction. He walks down the pathway leading to the college, appearing to be deep in thought while brushing off his robes, and Elven-Armor once more.

(Took you forever to say sorry, you bastard. :-D)

(( Yeah.. <3 Thanks man for supporting me :) Also great guy people! Awesome guy! <3 and my best friend))

Raven entered the battle-hardened city of Salvus, the once crisped, lush grass, now soaked with the blood of it enemy's. Shards of silvery metals rested on the ground, while pillaging, crisped fires continued there furious spread across the city. The heart stopping black mist's of death rained around the city, Raven waited breathlessly for the telltale rustle of screams, pleas or even a greeting but none were heard, The aroma of burnt, fouled corpses linger around the air while a quiet breaths blew lock of his hair past his ears, while endless thoughts of life and beauty trailed and lingered in his mind. He walked slowly towards palace, a once prized and grant momentum now a pile of rubble, completely in disrepair. As he headed to the place, he came across a blooming rose living, one that has survived countless battles and pillaging. A final symbol of hope, for this was not merely a rose but the soul of Salvus and it people. Raven was silenced for a moment, reminded once more of Salvus and his friends. He sighed as he continued heading to the palace. His eyes trailed around the distant land, and once magnificent structures. Seeing his home torn apart along with his friend destroyed him, and upon arriving at the place, the final resting spot for his great and loyal Queen and Guard, Queen Dawn and Royal Guard Edward. Silent tears leaked from his eyes, strolling down his aged cheeks. Hitting the ground while remnants were left behind no longer tears of joy but of agony. He kneel for moment of pray and forgiveness. His palm opened slowly as his finger extended to touch the soiled ash.

My lady, My Queen, you are a rose, not merely a rose but the heart of Salvus. Once loyal followers have perished at your side. Many witted you as a witch, a tyrant. Those are lies, lies for power. Faithful men and women followed you. Kal, Botar, Edward... But not I, I wasn't there to defend you and nor was I to defend Salvus but I abandoned Salvus years before Salvus was siege. I only wish to seek your forgiveness and your followers and to ease your soul, along with the others. I, Maximas shall serve you in the coming life.

After moment of pray he stood up, clasping his shoulder tightly he said:

May Aeriel watch over you and guide your soul.. And know I will join you soon.

Maximas looked aside, spotting a insecure torch, walking to it, he gripped it tightly. Bringing the torch to chest-height, It lit the forgotten path, a path of love and passion, a path lead by Dawn by now he traveled alone no one to guide nor protect him. He sighed heavily, walking away from distant and lifeless land, each step he took his torch left remnants of sparks and cracked, crisp wood along the ground. A path that was once forgotten.. One that was ignited by love and passion, like Dawn.

(( Maximas~ Dawn <3 I'm sorry I'll meet on TS soon ;) ))

Final preparations for the Second Legion have been complete! All designs I finally been completed, resources have also funded to the process of it renovation. I'll insist that everything from rooms of the legionnaires be safely locked in the storage or carried by the owner because the room shall be modified to suite the legionnaires and house them properly.

The follow establishments begin added are:

-- Bath houses

-- Ranger's Training Area

-- Living Quarters

Now the Establishment completed are:

-- Training and Sparring Area

Along with it equipment.

I'll advise everyone stay clear of the area until it is finally finished just for your safety. Now after the renovations for the base I shall focus on housing Haelun'or and then the defenses.

Altasreil~

An ornate, and silky parchment with golden border around it, while the second border is elven encarvings of vines and flowers is pinned to the board, The writing is written in a rich golden ink, thus it reads:

After countless days overseeing the current status Haelun'or has withstand, and it defenses. Seeing this, I found the residential gate opened several times. Concerning this matter, some Mali'aheral utterly risk the security of Haelun'or. I'm frankly disgusted of this.

One of best examples of this, Was an Okarir. This Okarir was seen by I, Altasriel. Digging a tunnel through the front entrance of the college due to it being closed. Afterwards it was found repaired along with the materials provided. I'd love to hear the reason why he committed this. Because frankly left a temporary weak spot in the college. The Okarir shall be kept anonymous unless he wishes to reveal himself.

Altasriel~

Hello!

And of course we sort of expected this. Due to my holidays ending in a couple days don't expect me as unoccupied as I was before. Because I work double the time, including putting much more dedication to my study at High School. Concerning this matter my amount spent on Lotc shall be decreased dramatically, also including my sleeping schedule.

Most Mali'aheral are accusually on at 2-8 am here. So... Basically I will be doing my best to attend this terrific RP!

Don't forget weekends! I shall available/vacant on those days unless due to some important work.

Hope you guys understand this decision and I shall still be building. :P

Appreciate the resources, though I've no storage to contain it nor have I worked out a formidable system for it.

Advised that you give the resources to Ellir'siol until things are fully preferable.

Altasriel~

Altasriel rushes by with another parchment in hand, he unbuckles his pack, pulling out a small delicate pin, and pins it under his previous one. Thus it reads:

Announcement has been made, The Legion's base shall be modified for coming days. Arthane report to me along with an other Mali'aheral apart of the Legion, providing they know knowledge of barrack's modification and it requirements.

Report to the barrack's immediately this requires further discussion in private.

Ellir'siol,

I require the manner of resources necessary for the constructions along with proper blueprints of the housing. Envelop must be sent for the coming days. Advise that overlook the structures being created along with approval. Altasrial~

Blueprints Required

-- Housing, Towers, and so on.

Defenses for Haelun'or will continuously being delay due to a lack of resources, and unauthorized approval of it construction. Theater shall be delay until both the Base of Legion's done and Housing.

~Kolyat Alfakyn~

Along with the details you provided, I'd gladly overview your designs comparing them with others. Details and Blueprints must be sent in the coming days.

Altasriel~

A extremely smooth and ornate pierce of parchment is neatly pinned to the Haelun'or notice bored. It has elven encarvings of vines and roses as it borders. The writing is neatly but cursively written but in a rich golden ink. Upon viewing, you decide to inspect the note, thus it saying:

The Citizens of Haelun'or!

As it comes to my attention many of you have turned and shared your opinions around the city, whether it be our defenses or military. I, Velulaei'thill have been reviewing and pursuing yours idea intently, though some are marvelous and provide us with many advantages. I'd remind you of the resources, Mali'aheral, time and blueprints required. I and Vallel'Yuln possess no knowledge of Natural defenses of the Sea. Allowing more further delay to it construction.

As I seek to overcome these temporary set backs, My main focus is on the Mali'aheral needs. Construction shall begin tomorrow or once the proper schematics have arrived to my personal library. For now, I've taken the liberty to compile a list of the recent constructs coming.

-- Modifications to the Second Legion's Base.

-- Improvements on Haelun'or Defenses.

-- Theater.

-- Housing, Towers, and so on.

Additional Information:

Second Legion's Base - As it comes to my attention, the base of the Second Legion is insufficient for both training and housing. Since this will result in the coming future as a "Problem" I'll be personally overseeing it construction, expanding it space, training grounds, and so on. I request Sillumir "Arthane" to personally send me a note regarding this as I have the insufficient details of the modifications. Unapproved~

Improvements on Haelun'or Defenses - Many of you have discussed and shared your opinions around with other Mali'aheral, I've personal overseen this and shall bring this to Ellir'siol. These details shall not be spoken out in the public. Unapproved~

Theater - Finally our lost arts shall be returned to us! I've currently been producing the new schematics or blueprints for our theater. But due to our recent incident it shall be held up until we've fully recovered. The theater shall consist with a stage, lighting, bar, counter, seats, dressing room, and so on. We've been currently been looking for a suitable spot for this concerning it size. Approved~ Ellir'siol

Housing, Towers, and so on. - Ellir'siol has requested to construct these magnificent structures for our blessed city. I'm awaiting for the blueprints of these constructs, so I can begin the process of construction. Approved~ Ellir'siol

Designs.

Even though I focus on architect, I also must attend other needless things. Leaving me in temporary weak spot. So, if any Mali'aheral wish to design a structure that I currently am accepting or reviewing, feel free. Current ones that I'm accepting is:

-- Theater

-- Improvements on Haelun'or defenses

All schematics shall be sent to me, and upon my decision I will either choose one of a Mali'aheral or mine. If your schematic has been chosen I shall make a personal announcement on your success along with presenting it to Ellir'siol. But this shall not be built by you but I, Altasriel. (PM)

Vallel'Yuln

I undoubtedly respect Vallel'Yuln craftsmanship, and designs. So, she shall be assisting me in some of these projects if she see's fit or desires to. Respectably, this Vallel'Yuln choice only. If she accepts I will run the details on her upon our next meeting. Unapproved~

Modifications

Mali'aheral I, Velulaei'thill shall be taking requests for you if you wish to extend your living space or just your basement , However you shall be charge for the amount of resources used and the amount you wish to enlarger.

Velulaei'thill ~

(( Simultaneously I'm wondering must you be clarified as a elf? Because I'd love to be apart of this, since this is intense and interesting for both IC and OOC and as for the abilities and duties shall one be chosen?. Where exactly are you? (Are you near Salvus?) I do apologies for my ignorant's, there's been a couple RL events that have effected me. Altasriel/Raven~ ))

I appreciate all your feedback and positive feedback.

Also please give me your personal opinions :P because I would love to create fun and enjoyable stories. <3

Thanks for all the feedback! <3

Polls been added, including a few touch ups~

After countless hours of pressing his quill against the weary, tattered parchment while continuously dipping into ink, creating more various artworks and prints. Altasriel then places his quill, and parchments in a neat pile within his book before slamming it silencing him for a few moments, he then turns his attention to Celia, and then addressing Celia:

Many various ideas have been spread-ed around Haelun'or, countless ideas I've been reviewing.

Essentially this shall benefit us greatly and I'd gladly work on designs providing us with many advantages. Though some of these designs shall take time also I must seek the Okarir permission.

Regardless with Vallel'Yuln.. Idea it's quite.. Brilliant, inquiring that it works I'd gladly assist with this project. Essential I'm looking forward with working with Vallei'Yuln inquired that she accepts..

He bows curtly, smiling at the thought of the Mali'aheral and there ideas laughing bitterly, before returning to his seat. Upon returning he steps on some crisp-dried leaves, he sighs, before retaking his seat, opening his notebook once more. He licks the tip of his index-finger, curling it upon flicking through each page. He slowly slips out his quill, after reaching his page. Altasriel recollects his thoughts, while he slowly beginning to continue his mindless relentless artworks.

The Urn and Tomb are both formidable and excellent ideas! Regardless improving the lore of our ancestors is another marvelous idea. Excessively we've already had the lore constructed or so I think.. It's best you confirm this with Ellir or the Haelun'or team.

Altasriel smiles with joy, nodding at them while listening to Vallel'Yuln beautiful music, he decides to join in, playing a dramatic, fluent song suiting Yuln song.

((Similar Rhythm and notes few touch-ups, etc. Time for some dramatic music, also no background noise and other instrument, just the flute ))

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQ8B-Wl_trQ

(( Artist: The Corrs, Name: Unknown ))

((Copyright Disclaimer: I and nor the server claim ownership to this music, this respectably belongs to it owners ))

MC Name:

Maximas1244

RP Name:

Altasriel (Currently Elfing up my name)

Gender:

Male.

Job/Stats:

Architect of Haelun'or and Justicar of the 2nd Legion.

Have a home?:

Yes, Besides Kalzhett house.

Race:

High Elf (Aka: Mali'aheral)

Altasriel continues playing his song, until Ellir enters patting him on his shoulder, upon hearing her words, he blushes brightly appreciating her words. As he slowly dies down, finishing the last notes of his song, he lowers his flute.

Ellir, Yuln.. Are you ready?

(( Thank you :D , and damn was there so many grammar mistakes *Facepalms* Apologize about that should be fixed now ))