Tsuyose

Extreme -1, I can't even fathom playing Necromancy if it was combined with this magic. I firmly believe that Necromancy should stay independent and to its own thing, as was originally intended.

THE FAITH OF BRIAR, 1666 In Nomine Dei In the Name of God TO THE DENIZENS OF BRIAR, It is, that with this missive, we do declare ourselves of the most pious religion of the Canonist Faith, and we do implore that all those within our ducal realm and yonder to adhere to the standards and principles also. For GOD’s wrath knows no bounds, we shall house no heathen, and we shall uphold the faith, and long may we live. We are God fearing and we are religious, we do implore that the Canonist Church does do visit our most pious city when they see fit, and those of the faith will be housed and fed for the following morn. To those heathenous, we do scorn you, to those that lack faith, we implore you to believe; for there is everlasting peace in the Seven Skies, and may GOD guide us in our benevolent future. IN NOMINE DEI, His Grace, Eddrick I Sigismund of the House of Lancaster, Duke of Briar, and Count of Normandy.

Instead of this, you should allow players to earn their own mina through their own trade and merchanting; help them with this, instead of creating something such as this which funnels more mina into the system, and just... inflates everything.

The immortality is unnecessary, in my honest opinion. I'd advise removing it, perhaps give them a long life, but immortality? Why? It's absolutely unnecessary and just clinks onto the 'immortality' cliche a lot of lore we have, holds nowadays. I also believe that it could incite more role-play, especially with elderly folk of these creatures; perhaps those who're on their deathbed due to old age. 'Immortality' is just such a stupid cliche now, I reckon there could be a lot more interesting aspects to the role-play if they weren't made immortal. Also, I noticed you added something about Satyr's and marriage with other Satyr's, but druids also? I assume that this means that they cannot FTB with druids, which would be the standard protocol.

until next time

A notice is sent toward one Zaniil. "By ancient customs, if you do so proclaim yourself Lord of the District, then test your might against me; we'll absolve this ordeal with combat. Signed, Ryneth Oussana."

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A certain figure yonder the Isles musters a brilliant smile as he receives news of the departure, returning to his studies, he'd proceed to aid the various dukedoms that required his devout, political aid.

Trade to the Host of Brothers Notices are pinned around the expanse of Atlas, lining noticeboards and harked by trade sellers alike. Tales of a Host, seeking to spend their fortune on the iron trade, and purchase themselves a worthy supply of resources. Gossipers and merchants alike fawned at the mention of mina to satiate their greedy desires, and in their efforts to retrieve as much iron as they could, would one likely tell the tale. "I will purchase four crates of iron stacks for a large sum of seven thousand, five hundred mina. Signed, Pious." The notice would offer a means of reply, as would the merchant. (four stacks of iron blocks for 7,500 mina.)

"R.I.P Shades." Comments Adorellan.

I feel like this should be written into a lore perspective, as I feel like any proposal to lore should very well be. Perhaps a rendition of the original lore to appropriate it, which would make a better read for newer players, and other players as a whole coming into the fold.

Royal Letters for the Barony of Ravensburg Issued and Confirmed by His Royal Majesty, the King of Renatus-Marna, Aurelius of the House of Horen, 6th of The Amber Cold, 1658 TO OUR BELOVED SUBJECTS, It has pleased the Royal Throne to reward the service of Our leal subject, James Sigismund of the House of Horen-Marna, with a tenure in fealty to Our Royal Crown, beneath His Royal Majesty, Aurelius Horen. Accordingly, with this grace of God and the counsel of Our court, We do enfeoff James Sigismund Horen-Marna to the Barony of Ravensburg, a role they and their legitimate issue shall hold in trust to Our throne for the duration of their loyal service. They are enjoined to maintain the law of Our realm, to abide peacefully by Our rule, and to rise to Our defense when necessary. In return, and as a sign of Our august graciousness, We do privilege their head to levy law and taxes upon their vassals. IN NOMINE DEI, HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Aurelius I of the House of Horen, King of Renatus, Marna, Mardon, Salvus, Seventis, and Savoy, Duke of the Crownlands, Cascadia, Avar, and Frederica, Count of Sennisten, Alamar, Frederica, Thesmer, Thelen, Lorath, and Cantal, Baron of Darkwood, Gravelhold, Fidei Defensor, Protector of the Heartlanders, etcetera.

Royal Letters for the County of Geatea Issued and Confirmed by His Royal Majesty, the King of Renatus-Marna, Aurelius of the House of Horen, 6th of The Amber Cold, 1658 TO OUR BELOVED SUBJECTS, It has pleased the Royal Throne to reward the service of Our leal subject, Eimar var Burgundar, with a tenure in fealty to Our Royal Crown, beneath His Royal Majesty, Aurelius Horen. Accordingly, with this grace of God and the counsel of Our court, We do enfeoff Eimar var Burgundar to the County of Geatea, a role they and their legitimate issue shall hold in trust to Our throne for the duration of their loyal service. They are enjoined to maintain the law of Our realm, to abide peacefully by Our rule, and to rise to Our defense when necessary. In return, and as a sign of Our august graciousness, We do privilege their head to levy law and taxes upon their vassals. IN NOMINE DEI, HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Aurelius I of the House of Horen, King of Renatus, Marna, Mardon, Salvus, Seventis, and Savoy, Duke of the Crownlands, Cascadia, Avar, and Frederica, Count of Sennisten, Alamar, Frederica, Thesmer, Thelen, Lorath, and Cantal, Baron of Darkwood, Gravelhold, Fidei Defensor, Protector of the Heartlanders, etcetera.

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**** my wife asks constantine

“Give me twenty good men and I’ll impregnate the *****.” His Royal Highness, Antonius of the House of Horen, addressing His Royal Majesty, Aurelius I of the House of Horen, King of the Crown of Renatus-Marna, 10th of The Deep Cold, 1657 They say animals know when there’s impending danger, their behaviour becomes erratic, and their corporeal senses become numbed by fear and anguish. Norland, the citadel of **** and piss, declared the many who inhabit the vast expanse of Atlas, was at the dawn of the Alliance’s march. Proudly, the ‘U.S.A’ stood, a corrupt conglomeration of **** spewing pigs, atop the capital of Norland, lining the walls, and towers, with bows, and arrows. The sharp whistle of the winds pierced the heavens, a storm brewed, and the Northern Alliance advanced; the Southern Alliance never knew what was coming, until it was too late. “They’ll never get us from ‘ere.” Remarked a Haensetic soldier, snorting uncontrollably. But alas, it never occurred to them to check their six, and it wasn’t until the Northern Atlas Alliance had begun its descent upon the entrapped creatures, who whined like wild pigs, sobbed like bloody, frightened mutts, and writhed like vile worms, unable to defend themselves against the incredible might of the horde. It was upon that day, that Norland truly lived up to its name, and their King Ruric who reigned over a city of **** that smelt like carrion. Soldiers of Haense, Norland, and the High Elves alike lay slaughtered upon the doors of the Norlandic Castle, vengeance for the fallen priests and nuns of the Canonist Faith; vengeance for their incursion upon the Northern Alliance. Their pitiful cheers of morale and revitalisation to their corrupt states were silenced, for none could withstand the almighty strength of the Northern Atlas Alliance; not even the midget fallacy, Adalwulf, nor the efforts of heathen, Karl Barbanov. By the time the Crown of Renatus-Marna and its allies were done with the bloody city of Norland, a murder of crows flocked above, the nuns and priests slung free from their dirtied ropes, and the Canonists freed. “Do not temper the anointed steel; the white sword cometh.” His Royal Highness, Constantine of the House of Horen, declaring their next march to the War Council of Renatus-Marna. Then, they marched north-east, for the blood curdling hallows of Norland’s military had been put to sleep, and the pitiful Silver State was next.