Enyahs V.

Agmaer was saddened at the news of his cousin's passing. The barely heard from man retired even more to his bed, writing and scrapping dozens of condolence letters to his previous family. As he sat back in bed against the wall with his wife, he was glad that his Rosalind was growing strong.

Clan Vildr Family, Faith, Fury 10th of Sun's Smile, 22nd year of the Second Age Clan Vildr needs a new hand to run the mill more actively to keep up with needs for the war effort. Guaranteed pay for each day worked, and a free house until after the war. Families welcome!

Agmaer sits in his shop, of which bows are sold, and sharpens the amazing quality arrows he sells for less than pennies. "About time...", he says as he watches one of workers comes in to make tool rods, which pays a handsome price. Behind them coming a cart with logs, of which the shop also buys. He was glad his brother was back, but even more glad to see such activity in his store for the war effort.

Enyahs leaned upon the railing of the pathways to the trees well above the fighting. The bell did not alert him, nor even startle him. The old elf just watched the attack happen with bored eyes that had seen this so many time before. "White Rose, Flays, and what group is this now? What groups have formed an attacked for the two hundred years I was gone? All this time, and still nothing has changed but the people in charge, and the people attacking. Amazing."

That one may already be reserved. Noone has asked about daughters yet, though.

Male and female, and they turned one this week, I believe.

Triplets. All 6 this week

I've got 2 daughters that are available to play right now today. No need to play a normal 'lady'. This is norland. pick up a sword and stab a man for all I care. I just don't want to rp with myself anymore. RP dad likes to play with fire, and will teach children how play with fire too. Rosalind Vildr, Brown hair, Green eyes Edward Vildr (reserved for now), Brown hair, Blue eyes Daria Vildr, Red hair, Green eyes I or rio can make up a skin if needed. So long as the hair and eye color guidelines are followed, any skin is fine.

Abrielle, the red head of the north coughs.

*Shameless title thievery* Currently have 3 open slots coming available next week (03/18/21) to play. No skins or descriptions made for the characters, so you may bring your own skin or ideas so long as they still look like their parents. (Doubt blondes would be possible) I am looking for people interested in being active as a permanent character for the family. People with an interest to roleplay in Norland who do not already, will take my priority though. Currently open: Edward (Male) Daria (Female) Rosalind (Female)

Character Name: Enyahs Vallei'vuln IGN: melodichand Discord: Enyahs92#6255 Timezone: EST

Just practice and stop spam clicking.

Agmaer formerly of house Amador gets ahold of a clipping of the paper. Within a minute he was already angry, nearly tearing the page in two as he read over what happened to Rosalind. Though he was masked at the time, the people around him could tell his emotions without a second thought. Ripping off the mask he broke his silence, "THEY DID WHAT TO MY COUSIN!?". His voice booming over the town like a tidal wave as a fire lit alive his heart. He would go back to silence again, thinking of what to do, or if his former family were doing anything in the wake of this news.

Filming / Watching this Also, the ongoing meme that was, in the Mori'Quessir, posting huge paragraph replies in the drow language. Which made the person have to write out everything you just type into the translator to understand what the hell you just said. That was *LOTS* of fun.

Ask me stuff! I don't care about the likes!

The ability to walk away and come back at any time without the server dying.

Well he's not dead, and still exists on my "main" account. But the last time I logged on my "main" account has been about a month or so, which is why "main" has quotations.

I'm bored and sick. Just ask me stuff, I'll start. Will the forums ever look different?: No, they're perfect. Next person who touches them gets stabbed with a spoon. How come I've never heard of you?: You don't care to? I dunnae. I used to play an elf a lot. But they kind of got shelved... Still around. Mostly playing humans. Just kinda blend in, I guess. Come on ask me stuff damn it! I will literally just keep talking to myself if you don't.

The letter is sent, sealed with a with a blue wax of the Amador seal. Along with the letter some a small box, holding both the ring and wax used to do so. Both would be delivered to where ever House Amador resides. The hand writing is shaky, but legible. "Dear Matriarch/Patriarch, or Regent of House Amador. I have tried my best to do what I can for this family. But, I feel that is not enough. I am not a good salesmen, I am terrible with money, and I hate talking to people. I tried to join the army, and it only made me feel more separated from my family. Infact, the only time I felt at home was in seclusion - away from the city, or with my half-sister, born a Nikuldov. There is nothing more I can try for this family, and nothing I do even feels appreciated anymore. With that said, I - Agmaer, renounce all titles, succession, rights, or name. I am leaving both the house and the country I have lived for my twenty years of life. Already, just writing that, brings more weight off my shoulder than you could ever know. Signed, Agmaer" Later on another parcel would arrive containing all clothing that had anything to do with Amador, along with Agmaer's HRA uniform. Another note brought with it. "Lord Marshall I know, I took the oath. But I see no way of maintaining my position in the army whilst also living outside of the country I am meant to protect. I have no wish in returning to my homeland if you wish to banish me. And if you should find me, I ask that you leave me be. Sincerest Apologies, Agmaer" And as promised, Agmaer would not be seen, nor heard from in Haense again.

Abrielle, being the over bearing mother that she is, catches the one to her daughter. Looking it over she proceeds to rip it up with a grumble "****in' elves think they can sneak into mine 'ouse, und lay wiz mine daughtear."