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And if't be that a fool would fall for a Queen A woman whose soul as black as her dreams Falls forth from the sky's earthly lament From which Aeriel to us has sent Her end within the might of the land Dripping from the stars and stirring in the sand The hands of Seventis with hands so determined And a will to break her servants and vermin The skin of Strigzgoi and the strength of his arms To burn in the light and raze her farms The gaze of Hanseti with such frozen eyes That breaks through the darkest of her lies The blade of Renatus that flies through the wind And cleaves apart each one of her sins The tongue of Alras that speaks softly it's words But can speak twice as well as the young foolish girl The heart of Malinor so wise and sound That will set fire to her hopeless grounds The light of Haelun'or that shines forth on free men The sight of her glorious and glimmering legion And the King of Myths that has broken her own Lorethos that will soon turn her land to stone With my love and my lost longing for the sun Come forth together the people of Asulon ~Lorethos Basileus

The Twilight A gust of wind flows by, throwing Lorethos' hair back and revealing his emerald, intense gaze pounding against the lush scene of Salvus before him. He sighs with dissapointment, the sound drifting through another gust that muffles his blade as he slides the silver weapon, glimmering as the sun sets, out of the white-gold scabbard. He raises the blade high and twirls it, the gust rushing back his cloak and hair as he cries out. "Attack!" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o9DO1U1U5Rc War: CONQUEST Opposing Faction: The Twilight Army; Any Supporters Defending Faction: Salvus; Any Supporters Name of the Battle: The Twilight Location: must be the specific region/biome you wish to conquer http://i.imgur.com/Rn5xH.jpg The White area in that image Time, (at least 5 days warning): Sunday; April 15th. 2:45PM EST Terms: -No Golden Apples -No Potions -No Enchanted Weapons [exception: Power I Bows] -No Returning Weapons Rewards: -region/biome swaps ownership -any loot left in the regions "I've seen her... I've seen her seated in her throne. A great storm struck the city, and she was not there. She had left, many said, and a council was devised to rule in her stead. The chaotic storm had consumed the people and left Solace defenseless, and she abandoned it. She then returned, and of course, siezed her power once again. Her people die in the streets. Her people fear and cower in their homes and cry out for help, but there is noone to help them. The Peacekeepers arrive, but with nothing but malice and greed. I gathered people, many, and we walked to her Palace, asking her to step down. She refused, she insulted me, and she insulted my followers. She said I was power hungry and they were weak minded. So, I left, shaking my head at her malediction, and gathered the people at the Gazebo in Solace. We cried out to spread the word across Asulon that Dawn must step down. We did so peacefully. Soon, men in diamond armor with diamond weapons surrounded our peaceful protest. They threatened us and attacked. I was captured, beat, half drowned and tortured. I decided this would never stand, so I began to wave around a petition. I had dozens of signatures. Dawn once again abandoned her people, and I arrived at Solace on that day and gathered many around me. We organized the republic that would take her place. However, as we were doing so, Dawn's daughter had called upon Orcs to end our peaceful usurpation. She claimed there was nothing she could do once they surrounded us and I stepped forward. The Peacekeepers looked on. The Commander named Kais just watched, who had moments before nearly signed the petition. Now he had of course changed his mind. So the Orcs cut me down, as my friend explained to me. And as Autumn told me, Iearned what I had to do. I sent letters. Pok, Mirtok, and Syrio. The nations met with me, at the summit, and we discussed our plans. We all agreed. The only way to erase such irrevocable corruption was to absolutely eradicate where it was rooted.

((Any lack of mention of a House is purely an OOC mistake, I assure you. That list is not an IC document, only the top part is. Also, to confirm any joining Lorethos, I'll need you to post all your and your men's names. That goes for all houses.))

"I await Seventis to publicly pledge troops to the Twilight Army. With your military we will finally tip the scale from equal to overwhelming. Please consider." http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/49814-the-twilight-army-temporary-coalition-against-salvus/

((Interesting coalition we have against Salvus, eh?))

"I'll take your word for it then."

((Fixed.Sorry!))

Lorethos Basileus walks the roads of Renatus, traveling to the differeny Duchies in seek of Dukes or other noblemen to join the Twilight Army. ((http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/49814-the-twilight-army-temporary-coalition-against-salvus/)) "Come, Houses of Renatus. You have long heard of Dawn Perea's cruelty, and have expressed great interest in her demise. Now, we have the ability to remove Salvus from the face of Asulon, if you join under the command of the Twilight Army with your Bannermen, as House Elendil and House Tarus have already done. Find glory and victory over the small and feeble militiat of Salvus with little resistance, perhaps even carve a piece of Salvus' land out for yourself! Godfrey, Your Majesty King of Oren, consider joining me, Lorethos Basileus, in ending the reign of Dawn Perea. Our allies are many, and adding Renatus as a whole under you would be far more suited. However, if you do not desire to be involved directly, I will take up what aid I can from the Houses that will offer them." House Horen House Tarus - Joined House Lycien House Silverblade - Joined House Vivyaen House Hightower House Ithelias House Elendil - Joined House Therving - Joined House Whitestorm

((The note's been misread. Kael doesn't have her anymore, he's just taunting.))

As you turn the corner, you see a Dwarven Guard tied up in ropes, hanging from a nearby building by his feet. He's gagged and unconscious. A note falls out of his pocket and gently floats to the ground. Dear Dwarves- It was nice being around you all for so long, but I decided it was time for me to go. Tell Karvia I said hello. Oh, and Arbrek, you should know, your daughter looks absolutely adorable when she's bleeding. As for you, Kjell. We'll have that drink of ale sometime, perhaps after I've stolen whatever children you have, too! See you all later, catch me if you can! -Kael P.S. Tell Mirtok thank you for the 20,000 minas.

((For the record, my character Kael has been planning on doing some banditry in Malinor for quite some time because of their lack of guard. It isn't a lesser-known fact. Either way, if you see Kael doing some stealing or kidnapping, it's not meta off of this.))

I think you should hold international festivals at this amphitheater and surrounding grounds. It would offer the Seperate cultures a chance to interact in an interesting and diverse way, and share their inventions, architecture, and so on. We could have international competitions in building, tailoring, fighting, racing; and the Elves of Malinor would be the best choice to host this.

Male Dryads would defeat the purpose of Dryads. I'm all for people "talking" to the trees and such, but honestly, you would have to collaborate with xmrsmoothx to be sure it doesn't violate or contradict her lore.

A scrawny dark Elven child steps out from behind Arik, his beautifully laid silver-white hair seeming to shimmer like a diamond. He smiles, his teeth perfectly straight and pearl white, overall the boy's form incredibely well-made and hygienic. He looks up at Arik, tugging his robe at the hip curiously after hearing Sythra's words. The young deadicang speaks. "Buy Mister Arik, I thought the Tree-Brothers were the good guys? How come she says that the Tree-Brothers are the bad guys?" He thinks for a moment, then spins in a circle, kneels down, puts an X in the mud with his finger, and stands back up. "Now you have to promise me to be a good Tree-Brother, Mister Arik. That way all the other Tree-Brothers will all think, 'Oh, Tree-Brother Arik is good so we should be good.' Then they will like us and we can talk to them and you can smile when you do. I don't like to see you frown, Mister Arik, it makes me sad."

((You're right, I'll just remove the previous post. I shouldn't have put such a divide between server and forum events.))

((Dead, lifeless body? Lorethos is not perma dead.)) -snip-

Lorethos sighs and crosses arms, in one hand a silver glimmering stave encrusted with onyx shines in the sun's radiant gaze. He speaks, his tired emerald eyes with some sense of hazy blue wisdom, or perhaps idealistic optimism still haunts the aging man from its origin in his youth. "I appreciate your words, Druid. While I understand you do not support me or my men, I am glad you can reveal their refusal to see reason. Especially this one." He nods to Vance. "His every word is only deception, to appear to have a real and fair opinion. The truth of the matter is that him and his companions would like Dawn in power due to her inability to regulate them and unwillingness to even try and suspend their crimes from her people's homes." He shakes his head and turns, leaving, gathering up what flyers he can as the rest blow off into the wind. He speaks to Vance as he walks on. "Do not feign interest, sir. You are as transparent as a soft wind on my cheek."

Well ain't you the sweetest thing.

"Very good, Lion. Be merciful though, or try to."

"Bring your house, Eze'kiel. Push for Godfrey's aid and word."