The Great Mongol Khan

Make Lore Not Fun

((Hasn't been done before, kind of upset there was no indication of Lion wildlife, so I wrote this up))

~The Lion~ Appearance The color of a Lion can vary from a golden to a white color. They are approximately four to eight feet in length from head to tail and weigh around the range of two hundred and fifty to four hundred and fifty pounds. There may be occasions when a Lion is larger than these given approximations due to hormones and diet. Lions have a mane around their neck and head, whilst the lioness does not. Lions of darker and thicker manes are often looked at as more sexually pleasing to the lioness The mouth of a Lion contains two rows of sharp teeth with two fangs on the upper and lower jaw. Their teeth give them the ability to be hunters, alongside their brute power and speed. Character Lions often linger in pacts or prides, similar to the coined phrase of the Kha. A pride is a group of Lions led by an oligarchy of the most dominant Lions. Below that oligarchy are the lesser male Lions and the Lionesses. However, it is not strange for a Lion to stray from the pact. Lions are hunters, by nature and by execution. They maintain the mentality of a hunter in an eat or be eaten mindset. Lions do not take attacks from other animals lightly and become very territorial around their source of food. Habitat The natural habitat of a Lion consists of the plains, the woodlands, and the jungle. They are more commonly found in the plains and woodlands. Yet some linger around the jungle as it still offers them a suitable habitat with a large food source. Diet The diet of a Lion is carnivorous, they feast upon the carcasses of their prey. Their prey often consists of larger animals such as: deer, boars, cows, etc... Playable? Playing a Lion should only be done by someone on the Event Team or an approved player as it would be with all other animals found in the wilderness.

Aurelius smiles at the tale of his 'Uncle' Publius

Go for it man, I like it

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/topic/120471-recruiting-the-daelenic-order The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

Lucius Tython shakes his head chuckling. He stands up from his chair look around his men. His words cut through the air. "Brothers! Today marks a terrible day! The Invictis have begun harassing our allies against the Undead! They attempt to thwart our progress against this evil menace! I am unhappy to say this but we must take the day off to extinguish their failed attempts of destroying our fellow bringers of light, the Hanovers! They shall feel the wrath of the Order! Only then can we continue our work in solace by mankind!" Lucius raises his fist in the air. The knights begin their chants "Aoooooh! Aoooooh! Aoooooh!"

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The knight looks to you nodding. He beckons you to follow him. Upon arrival of the gates, you would look up to see the city of Dragonspeak resting on the frosty plateau. The gates creek open as you are met with stares of men bearing the Crimson Tabard. The guiding knights puts forth a dismissive hand, "He's one of us." The concerned stare of the men turn into warming smiles as they give you a fond salute. The knight continues to lead you through Dragonspeak. The citizens of the hold are hard at work, but still there is a strong presence of laughter and merriment. Your feet beat across the stone of the bridge as you enter the stronghold. The halls seem endless as you are led deeper into the keep. The knight finally stops before a humble door. His hand motions you to open it. As the door creeks open, you glance forward to be met with the warming gaze of the green eyed Relinator, "Welcome to the Order, brother."

The Daelenic Order “The Legion of Humanity” +History+ X-The Silverblade Rebellion-X The Order was founded after the commencement of the rebellion against the Carrion regime. They saw the Heinrik Van Roy as a weak and tyrannical ruler and wished to instill a new and able-bodied King to the throne for the betterment of all people. The Order aligned themselves with House Silverblade early on and planted their seed on the beach to the Wilds to where they resurrected their glorious keep. They lived a long time with the scarcity of food, but a miracle had occurred. The fertility of the land surrounding the beach slowly spread amongst the sand and soon the people of the Order could farm. And soon their allies sought to collect their forces together to which they could have a centralized power. The Silverblade forces decided to move in with the Order in their keep and soon a village formed around the keep to which Lucius Tython and Elmore Burmington Gates coined it as Ambriel. The Order served alongside the Silverblades as a primary force in the attempted revolution for the better good. They launched raids and other operations against the Kingdom of Herendul who had strongly allied themselves with the Royal Carrion regime as well as the Carrions themselves. But it was not long after the Battle of Shadowcastle that Lucius Tython discovered the suspected location of religious relics on an isolated island far off the coast of Anthos. In pursuit of such he left his Halron in charge of the entire Order as Relinator and left for many years. But to his own inconvenience the Order crumbled into ruin with the absence of his leadership. X-The Relinator’s Return-X After his journey to find holy relics, Lucius Tython found himself with rumors of the people of Anthos’ departure to a new land. He searched endlessly in the sea being completely blind on where for these new lands. It was not until he discovered a ship traveling along in the sea did he finally uncover the location of the lands known as the Fringe. He and his small crew embarked upon the soil of these new lands to find themselves in a much changed world. Lucius soon discovered of the fate of the Carrion dynasty and to his pleasure, the return of the great house known as the Chivays. He made a great attempt to understand the new politics of the lands of the Fringe, but not even a year after his arrival did the denizens of the Fringe find themselves at home to the land of Thales. In these new lands the denizens found themselves with a much greater struggle, the infertility of the soil which greatly halted their old way of production of food and other resources which had been essential to their survival for centuries. It took a while for everyone to adapt, one of them being Lucius Tython, whom had made new friends with many common folk and visited old ones. Times had changed for Lucius indeed. He began to enjoy the life of a wandering warrior with little but the sword strapped to his waist and the food held in his satchel. Yet with all the pleasures that come with that type of lifestyle there also comes a lack of existence. The entire life of this young man solely revolved around the feeling of being needed by society. So he took it to himself to enlist in the Imperium ranks. The military served him well and he enjoyed the company of his fellow comrades. But one day the human realm plunged into chaos overnight. The Chivays had been dethroned by the Imperium and it’s high ranking officers. The former Imperial house went into squander and isolation for the few elven days to come. The majority for the reason of Lucius’ enlistment was to serve the Chivays so this movement of power led him to leave the Imperium. One day there was an audience to a crimson colored tent outside the gates of Petrus. Lucius decided to investigate the scene to find the dethroned house standing proudly adorning a flaming rose on their tabard. With this Lucius could once again serve the House he had fought for. However to much of his disappointment, the Order of the Flaming Rose disbanded years within his servitude to them. He took advantage of this and thought it would be a great time to begin his Eastern style training. The man took to his second departure and spent the next twelve years of his life training in isolation from society with his master. X-The Age of Revival-X The now much older Tython embarked back into the lands of civilization. But to his surprise he found the land ridden with splintered kingdoms and the growing threat of the evil Undead. The divided weakness was unbearable to him. The world needed some unity against this threat, and that is what he planned to accomplish. Tython set forward to call upon his old comrades to assist him. The revival of the old Order was essential to defeat this new threat. Men came from all corners of the land to which they lived in their quiet homes to assist their old leader in this new pursuit. On the 15th of the Great Harvest, 1485 the Ambrelic Hall was established within the city of Petrusia above the old bookstore owned by Jacob Chapel. From there the Order forged friendships in the Kingdom of Renatus and Aesterwald. They worked closely with the Hounds to ensure the safety of Petrus. . . . The day seemed like any normal day in the Heartlands. The brothers of the Order were patrolling the lands with Mizu Silverblade as screaming from Angren grew louder; the keep was under attack from the vicious Undead. The men stared helplessly onwards passed the busted bridge as news arrived of the death of King Maric and Edmund Horen. The Renatian forces plunged into a chaotic panic until the Silverblades summoned a meeting to which Lucius Tython attended. Debate ensued with conflicting ideas among the Head of House Silverblade, Artikus Silverblade and Tython. Lucius eventually departed and let the gears set into motion. Upon his return to the Silverblade manor, he found his great friend Mizu Silverblade as newly appointed Head of the House. Within that day, the Daelenic Order took full control of Dragonspeak alongside Thomas Delaney and House Silverblade, establishing the Arlian Front against the Undead. Former citizens and Renatians soon began to collect and rally under the banner of the Daelenic Order and its new holding. The Order has since begun refortification of the land in anticipation of the threat of Undead. +Purpose+ The Daelenic Order is a brotherhood of men and women dedicated to the destruction of the Undead. They show passion in seeking knowledge and achieve military perfection. The Order also serves as a beacon of unity and stability among the holdings of a splintered humanity. The holding of the Order is the Arlian Font of Dragonspeak to which the Order will find no trouble in laying down their lives for its defense. +Ranks of the Order+ ~Senior Command~ -Relinator- The Relinator is the leader of the Order. He wields the highest authority and oversees everything that goes on in the Order. This position is permanent unless the Relinator takes the decision to resign or passes away. -Knight-Galliant- The Knight-Galliant is the second in command of the entire Order. He/She assists the Relinator to oversee all aspects of the Order. The Knight-Galliant- commands the troops alongside the Relinator in times of war and peace. In the absence of the Relinator, the Knight-Galliant may be lead the entire Order into battle under his command. One Knight-Galliant holds the honorary title of Halron. ~Knight Ranks~ -Knight- A Knight of the Order has acquired an enhanced education of all that governs life in the world and has mastered the art of combat to a certain degree that enables them to say they are higher trained than most. The Knights are the main fighting force of the Order aside from the Footmen. ~Enlisted Ranks~ -Sergeant- A Sergeant is an enlisted member of the Order who has proven themselves to be a strong leader. They are trained better than a Footman but do not show the same strength as a Knight. -Footman- Footmen are loosely trained members of the Order. They have gone through trials to show their strength and have shown that they are trustworthy and skilled enough for battle and other smallerscale operations. -Initiate- An Initiate is a newly inducted member to the Order. These men/women are put through many trials and training. Initiates are usually trained by a Sergeant or the Drillmaster and can sometimes shadow a Footman. ~Passive Ranks~ -Seneschal- The Seneschal is in charge of the economic standing of the Order. They are tasked with organizing the treasury and managing funds. They often work with the Quartermasters and the architects of the Order to organize projects. -Quartermaster- The Quartermaster is in charge of the supplies of the Order. He/She is tasked with the job of keeping track of the material needs and necessities of the Order as well as the current condition of the Order’s storage. The Quartermaster often works hand and hand with the Seneschal. -Scribe- A scribe is tasked with recording information about the Order. Let it be battle accounts/records or intelligence for archives. They also help to organize the library. -Medical Physician- A Medical Physician deals with all medical issues of the Order. They tend to the wounds of members of the Order as well as those who need medical treatment whom the brothers and sisters of the Order may find. +The Tenets of the Order+ A member of the Order must show complete loyalty to the Order. A member of the Order must not maliciously harm another member of the Order. A member of the Order must not steal from another member of the Order. A member of the Order must not slander the name of the Order A member of the Order must not slander or harass their comrades. A member of the Order must not stir trouble within the Order. A member of the Order must not stir trouble between the Order and other guilds or nations. Be compassionate, calm, polite, and ambitious to and with all people. Understand and abide by the laws of the lands we embark upon. By joining the Order a member of the Order swears fealty to the Relinator. A member of the Order puts the Order first before all other priorities. Every member of the Order is to adhere to the Code of Integrity. +The Application+ Your interest grows greatly in the Order. You see a man bearing the Crimson Tabard and speak to him about possible recruitment. He begins by asking you a few questions. ((*=Signifies that it is only to be answered if your character doesn’t wish to fight and wants to uphold a more passive role in the Order*))