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  1. thank for your your service o7 @M1919

  2. "There goes another chunk of the Kingdom." Charlie Charles Alstion proclaimed proudly to his fellow Printers
  3. make cloud temple float in the sky or something, seems only right
  4. "There are no cartographers better than the Orenian Man!" Charlie Charles praised aloud as he goes along his day happily as he collects the Adelsberg's latest work into his current accumulation of similar arts.
  5. Charlie Charles Alstion staggers to a knee as he is shocked by the takes of this Orenian Princess he had lumped in together as any other useless Novellen, "God is good..." he mutters quietly to himself, sweating away a bead of sweat that had been caught upon his brows, "I see on the rise, a new empire borne out of goodwill and collective security! God is good, God is good!" he further concludes aloud.
  6. The ghostly apparition of Sigismund is ready to throw hands at whatever haunts his distant grandson whenever his stupid oracle son summons him again
  7. O N T H E U N I T Y O F T H E P R I N C E S O F C A N O N D O M O R T H E P E R S O N A L T H O U G H T S O F C H A R L E S O F A A U N B Y C H A R L E S O F A A U N P R I N T E D I N G R E N Z P U B L I S H E D B Y T H E A L S T I O N I T E P R I N T I N G S O C I E T Y I N A N N O D O M I N I 'M D C C C L X X X' What is peace? An obvious answer may arise immediately to one’s mind and heart to such a simple question - it is by definition the absence of violence - but in these particularly chaotic times of the XIXth Century, this concept of supposed tranquility has become synonymous with devastation, serving only as temporary respite for the brothers of man to resume their deadly dance. Wars are fought, and treaties are made, only to cycle back into perpetual violence for whatever asinine reasons arise later on. One must wonder when enough is enough. When will they decide they’ve had enough of tearing each other asunder, of ruining families, of wasted lives once full of prospect? When will the men in their high castles finally gaze upon the ruins they have sown beneath them, having sent their fellows to lay waste on each other, so blind by the consumption of hatred for their enemy? Is this truly the path in which God has laid out for us? I write to all those of sane sensibilities, who see past the destructive tribalism that plagues our fair Race. It was not always so, what I have mentioned, there were times in our histories, in which Man kept side to side with one another in peace. Though these were unions of imperfect nature, doomed to fail at the flick of a hand, their unity nevertheless proved beneficial to understanding the potential nature of this world of ours, and what we can do to improve upon it. It has been the rule of the absolute monarchs that have squandered what could have been long lasting peace throughout the realms of Canondom, those delusional of the Horenids, the Karovics, Kaedrini, Novellen and Sarkozy. Such is our vanity, that we never once pondered on the effects the concentration of such national, cultural, power into one being can do to one's mind, bound to break their and heart consumed by the intoxication of such authority. Thus, where we had unity in the past, absolutism followed in its imperfect union over man doomed to fail, just as it does within the Kingdom of Oren upon this publication. Where may we improve where others have failed, in our quest to strive for the perfect union? It is a question unfit to be answered in totality by just one man, lest they allow their own biases and ego to force their opinion through, but, it has at least become obvious, without any doubt, that the absolutist model of rule established centuries ago is no longer governance suitable for this mortal plane. The fate of the many cannot endure any longer under the dictates of individual rulers - such an authority is reserved to God alone. Entertain my naivety for a moment; Humanity, or otherwise known in the language of our Exalted Progenitor, Oren, must adopt the practices of an elected monarch, supported by an electorate of aristocracy tasked with the shepherding of their flocks, along with the oversight of the High Pontificate. The Emperor, or Empress, must be in accordance with the Rights of Man, as well as the Scriptures of Canon to ensure the sanctity of our souls and institutions, forced to submit to the Supreme Law of the land, an Imperial Constitution, thus forming the checks and balances necessary to begin a new age of enlightened rule. And though presumptuous of I, a devout of God, to state this in my capacity as a scholarly observer, it is of my belief that the Mandate of Heaven is not, nor has ever been, derived from the abilities of a monarch, as it were in the ages of imperial past, but rather found within the Common Man themselves. As Emperors and Kings were struck down, abandoning their presumed Mandate in the process, it was the masses that persisted onwards, guided by the esteemed nobility, to ensure the continued existence of Man in manners far superior to what a single egotistic ruler could ever achieve. We must put aside our differences and unite our kind under a new Empire, a political super-entity willing and able to appreciate the differences of its citizenry, from whichever corner of the world they hail - within such where fate is freely dispensed to the ambitious, under the collected security of unification, which will do away with the pessimism of the indifferent, tyrannical and cynical. Of course, deviants will always exist, there never will be shortages of chaos lords, bandits, and the likes bent on the prosecution of their peers, or of those incapable of rendering themselves free of historical grudges, but without first taking any sort of actions against this assortment of the misguided and fools, we doom our kind to the perpetuity of wars, of devastation, and ultimately, the Void; we must Unite. It will be our adherence to the precedents of honorable conduct of our future selves that will grant our souls salvation and acceptance into the Seven Skies, a world in which we strive to establish the perfect union of man, no matter how daunting it is, no matter the accompanied hardships. There is much work to be done, but I will leave you all with these thoughts in your mind for now; Peace Be With You, Charles of Aaun
  8. i didnt know you could skype bomb discord servers in the year 2022

  9. Charlie Charles Alstion, the Alstionite, ponders on the occurrences of the decades long gone that led to this point in his existence as he read the work of Henry Penton. With a stroke of his chin, his mind wanders to the failures of the Novellen, and his own failed cause to remedy the collapse of Imperial Humanity. He grimaces, wondering why people adhered so strongly to such ineptitude that brought upon them ruination - from national humiliations to kin slayings, and God knows what else. And whatever this current petty Kingdom attempts at masquerading itself as, claiming to be progressing into the future as a new page turned over, only to truthfully be a gross imitation of the Pertinaxi that came before them - with none of the armed prowess. He sighs, believing his own failures to outweigh that of these distant cousins, for he could have stopped it all. "To have traded the mandate of heaven for the whispers of darfeyism is truly the most baffling of all!" The trounced prince concludes aloud.
  10. "Makes sense, I suppose - it'll be for the better in the end, ja? Time for the Church to take back its authority, God willing." Waldemar says to his fellow Reinmaren whilst working the fields, nodding along in agreement of his distant kin's Churchly proclamation.
  11. Waldemar the Stout spits to the side, clearly unamused by the formalization of relations with brigands and ne'er-do-well within Haense - especially ones with no qualms subverting the Kingdom's laws. "The Barutherstum complex is truly insidious." He mumbles along as he sticks a straw of wheat between his teeth, continuing his harvest in Reinmar.
  12. hey guys when do we finish the road to 500?

    1. HogoBojo

      HogoBojo

      It is a long winding road, yet one that is worth it in the end.

    2. Laeonathan

      Laeonathan

      The road to 500 was a joke all along.

      LOTC ALWAYS hit 150-250 player max the past 7 years, with one expection: The peak Covid months. Now it's back to normal and all illusions are gone.

       

      lotc is what it is, and I don't think we need to force it to grow much. Of course, if we could have kept the 300 average peak that would have been great - but that was never possible because it built on the fact that the same players just played more because there wasn't really anything to do in april 2020 besides gaming.

  13. "Less talking, more raiding." says the stoutly Waldemar of Waldenia to his lordly Barclays.
  14. A certain Barclay toddler chases a Pontiff around the halls of Wilheburg for more bedtime stories.
  15. 410,757,864,530 DEAD ORCS

  16. cloud temple in the skies when
  17. Charlie Charles scratched at the back of his head as he pondered upon the deeper meanings of the missive presented before him. He turns to his father, Leopold, with a brow raised, "I believe His Imperial Highness' words are being twisted somewhat inadvertently - I assume this will bother the Hyspian nationalists, they always seem eager to bit their teeth into anything available." The Alstion continued with a shrug, glancing out the window of their home in Atrus, "Suppose some further words would help alleviate some concerns."
  18. The Knights of Ildan Order of the Comet Orda-Arcus (Knightly Order) Orda-Arcesyn (Order Headmaster) The Knights of the Comet, otherwise known commonly as the Ildan Knights, are a splinter faction derived from the Holy Adonian Order when it was founded in times immemorial. What can be gathered in texts and other classical banks of knowledge, describe an ideological fracture between the founding members of the Order, specifically against Adon of Illian’s centralization and worshiping, and those who would rather maintain Old Illian’s concept of peace and decency. However, as unprepared pacifists are so susceptible to subversions, the de facto leader of the dissenting Knights hailing from the ancient land of Ildan were vanquished and scattered across the wastes - thus cementing Adon’s rule and imbuing the forlorn exiles with a sense of guarded determination. Were it not for these early Knights, the true inheritance of the Ideals of Illian would have been lost; a miraculous recovery was made upon the discovery of the Arcas Silmanas, an ancient wonder from the times of the first appearance of Adon’s Comet - which can be best described as some sort of ruined metropolis, by modern standards. Within these crumbling walls did the Knights of Ildan find rejuvenation, and affirmation of their duty, its ranks and stockpile replenishing as the decades crept on. The Illian Code first permitted unrestricted Knightly service to those in requirement, regardless of national affiliation, The ensuing generations gave rise to the Order’s reputation as champions of the peoples, oft found rescuing the downtrodden and ensuring stability wherever possible - the Arcas Silmanas became a hub of all things Knightly, from martial arts, to philosophical understandings, as well as a burgeoning population. The Oath of Silmanas further cemented the defense of the common people into the legalities of the Order, which now made it its primary identity. Now fully operational, the Order has begun deploying in full force, dedicated to their cause. Arcesyn Ildemar of Maevryn Headmaster Ildemar is considered to be the 68th Knight Master of the Order of the Comet according to lore. Considered the natural successor of the late Master, by virtue of merit and prowess, Ildemar was unanimously voted to the position a decade ago and has yet to ruin any expectations. The Order’s ambitions and capabilities have long expanded since, with knightly patrols finding land once unreachable. With the prospect of trade flourishing over new land routes, Headmaster Ildemar has made it his immediate mission to ensure the safety and success of such, and has begun seeking out local merchantry to establish such. Unique Military Units (One): Knights of the Comet Possibly the most formidable infantry to grace the earth at this moment, the Ildan Knights are clad in ancient technology commonly known to most as ‘Exo’, which accentuates one’s strength and endurance, allowing a Knight to be outfitted in the finest of armor without being at a disadvantage of tremendous weight. Due to the ancient frame’s resilience, the Knights have also forgone any sort of secondary weapons, such as shields, and instead present themselves with lengthy greatswords capable of splitting a man in twain at full exertion. Such formidable equipment is not given to any oaf picked up from the streets, and even if they were, one must learn the inner workings of the Exo and incorporate it into everyday movement or else struggle to even get a step forward without proper training. Those selected to wield the Exo must undergo rigorous drilling, be extensively tutored in martial arts, and undergo philosophical examination to best achieve the prime candidate - a Knight willing to lay down their life for the betterment of a new world. However, despite all its remarkable strengths, Exo suits are extremely difficult to procure, as the knowledge of their fabrication has been lost to time. The Knights of the Comet must instead go forth and uncover new sources of these technologies, no matter the cost. [Heavy Infantry, Two-Handed] National Idea (nothing strictly mechanical): The Oath of Silmanas The Idea of Ildan is dominated by a desire to create a better world, free of pain and oppression. To do so, the Knights of the Comet are often dispatched to zones of high danger, engaging the local belligerents to rescue and disperse populations incapable or unwilling to partake in such perils. Even regions undergoing severe economic depressions and famines will be tended to, as the Order calls on its international organization to alleviate whatever issues are the cause. The Oath of Silmanas is all-binding. The Vale of Ildan Home of the Arcas Silmanas A rare bastion of verdant life in an otherwise ruined world. The Vale has seemingly been shielded from the worst apocalypses history has had to offer, nestled into the mountains along the Ynn, whilst also serving as the source of two distributary rivers into the aforementioned Ynn. Whilst also serving as a bulwark to the elements, the Vale’s unique geography allows it to project far greater strength than would be normal, as any invaders would be funneled into numerous narrow channels benefiting defenders the most. The Knights of the Vale are not restricted by such choke points, as their knowledge of the mountainous terrain allows them to leave at will throughout smaller, more discreet, foot paths. Deep within the Vale the Arcas Silmanas strikes tall, an old relic of unknown origins, and blanched fully white. Any ancient technologies that could have once been found within the Tower of Silmanas has long been pilfered and plundered, rendering it solely to the primary bastion of the Order of the Comet - its interior refurbished to meet knightly demands as it looms over a growing settlement below, New Ildan.
  19. lotc try not to be sexual challenge (HARD)
  20. can we get a temp map?

    1. NotEvilAtAll

      NotEvilAtAll

      Just give us some Mc generated temp map to dork around on instead of Almaris until next map is done

    2. WOWJ

      WOWJ

      Click Disconnect, click single-player, click "create new world" play that for 2 years, then come back.

  21. damn orcs were on point

  22. "A humiliating defeat for the Empire - a shame the Novellens brought it to this point." Charlie Charles Alstion complained his thoughts aloud within the confines of his residence.
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