The Media Wizard

Howdy, folks! We have a warclaim going on today. I am praying that we have no further hiccups and that everyone will be able to join. If you aren't, however, I will be doing a livestream of the siege starting at 3:00 PM EST. Hope to see y'all there!

The Fellowship of the West 6th of the Grand Harvest, 58 SA ~ Overview ~ The eastern half of Almaris is embroiled in a constant state of conflict and war. To protect the nations of the west, we hereby enter into an agreement to defend one another should war come into our realm. ~ Idol's Agreement ~ The Crown of Elvendom, the Rexdom of Iron’Uzg and the Kingdom of Elysium (henceforward ‘the Signatories’) agree to adhere to the following article: SECTION I - Sovereignty I). The Signatories pledge to mutually recognize each other’s sovereignty and right to rule over their own people. Subsection I). The Signatories pledge to negotiate the extradition of citizens for crimes committed within the jurisdiction of other Signatories. II). The Signatories pledge to recognize the signing governments as the sole legitimate governments of their nations, to the exclusion of all other claimants. III). The Signatories recognize each other’s land claims and territories, and pledge to remain unimpeded. Subsection I). The internal borders of the Signatories are to remain unfortified. SECTION II - Non-aggression I). The Signatories agree to a Non-Aggression Pact, pledging to neither wage nor aid in any aggressive war against any other Signatory. II). The Signatories agree to exhaust diplomatic options should the pact of non-aggression be breached before further action. SECTION III - Defensive Alliance I). In the event of a foreign power declaring open war on one of the Signatories, all Signatories will respond with similar declarations of war. Subsection I). The Signatories are only responsible for supporting one another with defensive measures. Offensive measures must be discussed separately and are not required by any Signatories. Subsection II). The Signatories are obligated to partake in any battles or raids within the borders of the Crown of Elvendom, the Rexdom of Iron’Uzg or the Kingdom of Elysium throughout the course of a defensive war. Subsection III). If a Signatory engages in unreasonable actions to provoke a foreign power, the other Signatories may choose to remain neutral. II). In the event that a Signatory declares open war on a foreign power, all Signatories are not obligated to respond with similar declarations of war. Subsection I). The Signatories may choose to meet and discuss joining together in an offensive war. Subsection II). The Signatories are not obligated to partake in any battles or raids within the borders of the Crown of Elvendom, the Rexdom of Iron’Uzg or the Kingdom of Elysium throughout the course of an offensive war. IV). Any breach of this agreement by the Signatories will be grounds for the removal of the violating Signatory. Subsection I). The Signatories agree to exhaust diplomatic options before further action. SECTION IV - Duration I). This pact shall remain in effect for a period of 20 years, at which point it must be renegotiated and reaffirmed. Uell ito Maruthiran, HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, Evar'tir Oranor, High Prince of Elvendom, Prince of Caras Eldar, Praetor of Elves, Adjudicator of Malchediael HIS LORDSHIP, Amaesil Vuln'miruel, Prince of Elvendom, Estelaurir of Elvenkind, Priest of Amaethon and High Warden of the Order Rex Skaatchnak’Izig Dominus of the Iron'Uzg, Jiangu'Lak Motsham Al-Uk’Lur, Elder of Clan Lur Eugeo de Astrea, Duke of Elysium Aylin Reede de Astrea, Heir Apparent

11 of them. Looking back on it all, I believe that Asulon and Anthos were my most enjoyed maps. I think it was because I was much younger and capable of just... playing. There was very little OOC for myself and I really felt like I could just enjoy my time without commitments or expectations. I was a terrible roleplayer, though, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Amaesil Vuln'miruel, my current character, is unironically my favorite so far on the server. My second favorite was Azoth Hawksong, an elf who had the unfortunate curse of being played when I was really into Hamilton. We don't talk about those days. I do not know, but I am sure it will come up in therapy. 1. Probably. 2. Probably Vytrek. 3. Walk into the sea.

Ten years, four days and a handful of hours ago, I joined Lord of the Craft. I had started playing Minecraft the year before and had paid real money to play on Tales of Mel-Lenxia: another popular roleplay server. When it shut down permanently, I decided to come check out this place. Needless to say, I've stuck around. I joined roughly two weeks before Aegis ended; I have been a part of every major map since then. In the spirit of this horrifying achievement of what I can only define as a Stockholm-esque dependency, I open the floor to you wonderful folks to ask me questions about my time on the server. Thank you.

Prince Amaesil smiles softly as he reads the missive. He pens a short response. "The sun shines brightly this day. The heart of the mali’ame has been returned to its rightful, ancestral home at the center of Elvendom. The natural world sings out in a joyous choir at the arrival of these faithful servants of the Aspects. The Circle of Crows has the utmost support and protection of the Princedom. Asul lente karinto."

Prince Amaesil reads over the missive with a faint smile. "It is good to see our neighbors doing good work once again. I think I might drop in."

"Another joins the struggle," the elven prince says as he sets the missive down upon the railing of his window.

Nope! You don't need to be a part of a group to do some great stuff on the server: trading and traveling included. I'd recommend just finding some items and going city to city selling and doing some fun roleplay. If you need any help, there are a lot of folk able and willing around the server.

Sorry to hear that, Coco. You're always welcome in Elvendom if you want to continue playing your wood elf character. This game should never become a chore for you. Best of luck!

Prince Amaesil nods his head once. "Well said, vuln'ii."

Prince Amaesil nods. "Big, if true!"

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Prince Amaesil looks toward Amura as he hears her speak these words. "Because it is not our job to do as they would. We must be better elves for the new age. We must be willing and able to give our enemies the luxuries that have never been afforded to us. That is what it means to be a symbol, Amura."

A Moment of Modesty A MISSIVE TO THE SOHAER OF HAELUN'OR Sohaer Braxus Ni’leya, There comes a point in every tenure that a question must be answered: why do you rule? For some, it is purely for power; for others, it is the safety of their people. The time to answer that question, Sohaer, has arrived. You were offered unity. Princess Ivarielle provided you what every elf in Almaris yearns for, and you declined. This missive, Sohaer, is to beg for your reconsideration. A moment of modesty would unite the high elves beneath a single banner, and an era of peace and prosperity would blossom like the post-war Dominion. Your pride made you Sohaer, but your humility will make you exalted forevermore. I invite you to meet with me, Sohaer, if this letter has not convinced you. If you seek a peaceful resolution to the coming conflict, I pray that you heed these words; I do not wish to stain the ground with elven blood. A moment of modesty is all it takes to change the course of Elvenkind forever. HIS LORDSHIP, Amaesil Vuln'miruel, Prince of Elvendom, Estelaurir of Elvenkind, Priest of Amaethon and High Warden of the Order

Prince Amaesil coughs. Then: "Let us rejoice. True elven unity is in standing behind one another when the evils of our cousins rears its ugly, platinum-covered head."

Amaesil and Relevas do their super, secret handshake.

Prince Amaesil Vuln'miruel signs his name to the document. He nods to Evar'tir before looking out to his Wardens. "A new age is coming, lliran. Prepare yourselves and your ferrum."

REVELATIONS ACT I Thunder and lighting. BOOM! CRASH! BOOM! Amaesil felt the natural world scream out in pain. Phantom lesions opened down his flesh like a tidal wave. He screamed, but found himself choking on a thick, metallic-tasting ichor in the dark vacuum. When all hope seemed lost, the light returned. The young prince sprang from the forest floor. Cool air rushed in and out of his nose as the panic tempered; his wild eyes looked around the unfamiliar brush with confusion and fear. As he began to calm, his ears flicked. Then, they flicked again. Nature was no longer in pain. In fact, it sounded much different to what he was accustomed to. Where am I? he thought. Amaesil stood at the center of a wet glade surrounded by towering trees. The voices here were softer; nature seemed younger. As he pondered, shouts began to reach him. They came from further in the woodland. He set out to find the source. “Is this all that returns?” a voice asked. Amaesil broke through the brush to find a group of elves wearing strange armor. They were foreign to him, and none looked his way no matter his attempts to speak. Can they not hear me? Can they not see me? “Nearly,” a high elven man responded. He strode forward and knelt down beside an injured elf who was propped up against a tree trunk. “The Wardens came just in time, but the Princess wished to stay behind to speak with the Warlord. I pray she is not captured again.” The Wardens? Amaesil thought. Is this something that has yet to pass? No. These are not my Wardens… “What do you believe will come of this?” another Warden asked. “Will the Children of Sanjezel and the Elvenfolk finally unite against the northern doom?” “Ti, they will,” a new voice sounded. The Wardens turned to see an approaching elfess. Her hair was alight with stars and her bright, blue eyes glistened like sea stones. She wore plate armor covered in ash and blood. She smiled, and Amaesil’s heart began to ache with some unspoken love and familiarity. “A new age of resistance began this day, lliran. A pact has been signed and an alliance against Iblees now stands at the ready. There will be time for celebration, but let us focus on the wounded until we reach the city.” Iblees, Amaesil repeated. Then, he awoke in his bed.

A wrath fills the young prince. "I saw pyres of ash at the center of your city. The bodies of my closest friends — tortured and burned alive by mali'thill. Speak your grievances, but do not lie so blatantly."

"I pray our trust is not misplaced. Let us give them this final chance," the prince muses.

"He took far too long to sign at the meeting," the prince would tell his kin about Sevrel Valin'dar. "I hope to see more of him and the mali'ker after this signing."

The elven prince nods his head with a bright smile. "There is no greater gift than being kind with our neighbors. The west became much stronger today."

"Courage smiles down upon the bold and honor bound," the prince would say to the elves in the square. "The duel will be to first blood, I am sure, but to settle something like this in such a manner favors the one who declared the challenge. I have nothing but the highest respect for the mali'fenn people; they aided us immensely during the Razing of Amaethea and Prince Vytrek has been a good friend to myself and my people." The prince pauses. A frown forms. "But the words of some of his kin makes my skin crawl. I pray the Tathvir grows enough of a spine to stand and watch the pride of Hawksong prove her point clearly with ferrum in hand."

Well said. We need strong administration and strong player leaders to make this work. @Bhased has spent an incredible amount of time and effort to make sure that creeps are ejected from our community. He works in tandem with administration to make sure it happens with as little delay as possible. We need to agree that harboring and justifying people like this in our communities is not okay and start to report. Within this week alone, I have heard multiple people talk about communities I actively roleplay with having a significant population of pedophiles and sex pests. I do not know the validity of the statements, but to be told that I could be interacting with people like this daily with others knowing was a harsh wake up call. It is time to take this into our own hands instead of dancing around the subject.