Stump

I was going to make an extensive post on why I thought this was rather pointless, but many have already said this for me, and Grimreaper's lore above actually fixes the problems that this creature has. It brings something to the table in the fact that it preys on living beings, whilst also keeping some of the neutral tendencies due to only preying on these things to survive(and even then these things are not always Descendants which I applaud, I bet one could easily run its course without ever truly needing to eat someone). It seems to fit within nature far better than this creature that has little purpose. You could create a strange mute woman easily with the resources the server already has, though I'm aware this lore is already accepted for some reason.

A sickening crunch was heard, and then a dull crack as a woman crumpled to the ground. An evoked boulder taken straight on with little resistance was the cause, before it disappeared into the Void, the damage done. Silence. Forty-odd years earlier, this would've been a different scene. Perhaps she'd have been spared the fate. That was not the case here, with a cloaked figure scooping up the battered Northern woman and a choked sob given in belated regret. Too late, it seemed. Her existence was simple, having been the daughter of an Adunian marshal living and working in the village of Brom'Krah, though it didn't last long. Silence. Her life slipped away in the figure's arms during the trip; a quiet end for the Anthosian born with raven hair and gray eyes. The woman had suffered quite a lot over the near sixty years, though she kept her youth due to her blood, and she fiercely protected her ideals with a stubborn state of mind. Taken in by a man of Eastern descent after Brom'Krah fell into chaos, he raised her to be a God-fearing woman, and though she had little natural skills he taught to her his craft of fishing in his dying years. Silence. At the base of a pine overlooking a rolling hill blanketed with snow, a hole was carefully dug by the culprit. No witnesses were present in those frozen wastes, yet there would be those who would remember her warmth and her cheer. She'd joined up with Hallowvale Contracting in hopes of protecting the man who now lead it, a Qalasheen she'd thus far looked after from childhood. It was clear that was more difficult than she'd thought, but in some ways she'd succeeded. Her Muffin was safe, and she'd learned how to fish. That was all she needed. She didn't need to fight anymore. Thump. It was done. Ellian Elendil, neé Douglas, and the self-proclaimed Kato. The Fisher Queen of Hallowvale was dead.

Sign Name: Aiera Seregon. Sign Age: 180. Kethran: Pro [] Abstain [xx] Delonna: Pro [xx] Abstain []

Disowned. You are not man enough to be my Rhys. literally

Note for those reserved/haven't had their requests started(currently still working on WolfThePict's): These are only busts. I am willing to negotiate but I can and will have you pay out the ass rather than my listed prices, as if you turn your eyes to them..Regular bust* without coloring: 200 Mina.Fancy bust* with coloring: 300 Mina. *Busts, for those who aren't aware of the terminology, are head and shoulders such as most of the ones I pictured. Please be aware of this when requesting.

Oh my. I'm afraid I don't have the means to accept such a payment (as eternally grateful as I'd be) so I'll have to decline. If you truly can't obtain virtual monies, something like a large sum of iron/ferrum or equally useful resource would do, but preferably people should stick to the former before you start getting ideas. c; PM me about possible work-arounds, Sky. You've got me on Skype.

Hello sirrahs, madams and other strange beings! ——————— So as Countess of Drusco, Peremont for the less informed 'non-Orenians,' I noticed my County is rather lacking in the the virtual currency department. But goodness, I can't just go out begging like some peasant now can I? So it appears I'll have to turn to the next best thing. All my life I've occasionally picked up a pen and paper and just drawn, but shortly after joining LotC in 2012 I obtained a muse. Yes, the thing I was missing- Something to draw, my characters. It was thus that my problems were over as I began learning how to draw digitally. Or so I thought, because ah, I was quite bad. Well, it's been about three years now, and I've since improved(but I've got a lot to learn). So today, for my starving children in Castle Geldern (also Peremont) I put forth my services in hopes that all the Mina earned from this movement can go to rich, Ashford children so they might find the high quality food they usually eat on their plates tonight. Also so His Imperial Majesty doesn't kick us out for not paying taxes. That's important too, I'll have you know! But enough stalling, I'm just the person who you pay to make your pixels look pretty with higher resolution pixels. Here are some examples of my latest art, and what you might expect- Simple busts really: With that out of the way, I'll entertain you with the rest of the details. Mind that I hate coloring nor am I particularly skilled at coloring in my current chosen style, so results may vary if you go the extra mile to get me to color it. Don't say I didn't warn you! Prices Tips are accepted and deeply appreciated, but not required! ———— Regular bust without coloring: 200 Mina. Fancy bust with coloring: 300 Mina. Slots For the sake of my sanity pay me when you get on the list, thank you. <3 ———— 1. WolfThePict 2. Voidikal 3. Sythan 4. AlteredGENx Forum Please give detailed references/descriptions, I'm rather good at skin-to-art translation but I want it to look like how you personally envision the character. If you don't have a vision, well.. Try your best! ———— MC Name: Character's Name: Do you want it colored? This costs extra: Reference pictures and description of appearance; Facial features, hairstyle, other details such as pose and expression etc: Clear picture of the front and back of your skin, or at the very least the skin file: Proof of payment, to the persona Ceriwyn de Bar(MC Name is Starryy): Finished bits ————

I think I was an RP elitist for a while but Oren made me loosen up. Thank you for protecting me with the lads, though we never spoke much OOCly. Ragnar was the irreplaceable beast of the former Amyas and will forever live on in Ashford hearts. c'=

um my old username is firestar344 tyvm now I am Starryy.. I don't even like Vulcus????

Ceriwyn de Bar of Drusco recalls her musings of Ragnar while she sits in the castle Geldern, having respected the man even when they no longer spoke.

Holy Jesus Christ on a bike if Revival is what I think it is I want to sell my soul to it. Forever.

SIGH Fine Keem-senpai.. I-It's not like I'm doing this for you or anything.. October 1st: (Ceriwyn & Adrian de Bar) Other days: Mumble mumble... October 6th: (Ceriwyn de Bar, Duchess of Drusco, feat. my signature that I never use) (Nafis Yar) I guess these are technically just sketches I've been doing mostly in October (oldest one is the 30th, October enough for me) buuut it's the thought that counts, right? Plus! Plus I'm trying new things- That's the first above perspective I've drawn, and I've never liked drawing side views like the second one. Maybe I'll post here occasionally, or not at all. But I did two days, at least.

Tilruir’mali Kelthran Ilwindor Riondil Seni ✔✔

A large tome laced with silver sits on a pedestal in the Eternal Library, open to all who enter. However before you continue onto the written words, you cannot help but notice the detailed painting which had been placed onto one of the pages in the hefty book, illustrating the Silver Council’s meeting. The following missive inside is written carefully and with a practiced hand, reading thusly: Council Meeting of Elheial’thilln, 10th of The Amber Cold, 1526. ——— “Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya, Mali’aheral of Haelun’or. Eloem Heial’mali’Larihei ito narne. Il’karim eluthrir tiuth ito narne’ne’ehya elthill’ehya thilln ito marmaheral fiyem.” -Taeleh Elibar’acal Present: ♦ Tilruir’indor Aiera Seregon ♦ Tilruir’leyun Vallel'Yuln Aeléyèlsa ♦ Tilruir’tir Elwyn Izalith ♦ Tilruir’nor Ikur Seregon ♦ Tilruir’lliran Luther Sullas Absent: ♦ Tilruir’mali - Absent due to lack of an appointed individual. ♦ Maheral Iatrilemar Elervathar - Absent due to personal tardiness. Addressed Topics: 1. Newly elected Tilruir were introduced before the citizenry, a personal congratulations from Eltilruir’indor to all of them. 2. Eltilruir’indor Aiera Seregon took the podium to discuss the disappearance and theft of the books in the Eternal Library. a. It was promised that there are suspects and that the council is working hard to regain the stolen knowledge. b. Eltilruir’indor went on to say she is planning to procure books within the coming weeks using a helpful donation of Mina by an anonymous citizen. “However! Do not believe that we are to simply sit still and wait until the offender is brought to justice.” -Tilruir’indor Aiera Seregon 3. Eltilruir’lliran Luther Sullas took the podium to discuss our vassal status under the Holy Oren Empire. a. Orenia crowned their new Emperor, a Horen by birth, says Luther Sullas. b. He reportedly intends to meet with His Imperial Majesty in an undetermined amount of time. 4. Eltilruir’nor Ikur Seregon took the podium to discuss matters of land, settlement and agriculture. a. Ikur Seregon intended to lease land to national parties, and though he was interrupted by Taeleh Elibar’acal he was later informed that required a council vote to the utter embarrassment of Eltilruir’indor. Further discussion is to be made on this. b. Taeleh Elibar’acal put forth a proposition with similar intents, stating he wished to establish another settlement of Mali’aheral on a nearby island. After much discussion, it was eventually granted by the council and Eltilruir’leyun Vallel'Yuln Aeléyèlsa is overseeing the construction of the new settlement, dubbed ‘Fi’Ceru.’ c. “I have recently tilled soil for carrot planting. I should hope that our farmers will see to its maintenance and harvest so that our resident breeders might make us more horses for cavalry operations.” -Tilruir’nor Ikur Seregon Farmers are to hopefully comply to Eltilruir’nor’s wishes. 5. Eltilruir’leyun Vallel'Yuln Aeléyèlsa took the podium to discuss her construction plans, a brief report. a. Apart from formally agreeing to oversee the construction of Fi’Ceri, Vallel'Yuln Aeléyèlsa stated that she would be working on the finalization of the central island, which she revealed that the plans of which were not drawn up previously. Eltilruir’indor refrains from comment. b. The repurposing of unused living space is also a possible notion, says Eltilruir’leyun. “Excellent, Tilruir’leyun.” -Tilruir’lliran Luther Sullas 6. Finally, Eltilruir’tir Elwyn Izalith took the podium after some hesitation to discuss Elsillumir reformations and other topics. “By Larihei’s grace, Elwyn, use the fanciful high podium.” -Tilruir’nor Ikur Seregon “Just step up here, Tilruir’tir. Please.” -Tilruir’indor Aiera Seregon a. Eltilruir’tir began by giving a public apology to Seth Calith for unjustly punishing him, a fault she admitted was completely on her part, and that he was ‘only made an example before Elmali’thill.’ To Elwyn Izalith’s likely relief he accepted the apology on the condition that she would act more justly in the future. Let us hope Eltilruir’tir keeps up her promise. “Oh Larihei, I’ve never said those words before.” -Tilruir’tir Elwyn Izalith mid-apology. b. The discussion continued with her announcement that Eltilruir’tir Elwyn Izalith will indeed be reforming Elsillumiran once again, and that she will improve upon any inefficiencies of the previous reform. c. Notably Eltilruir’tir promises that she will expand Elsillumiran both within and outside of the Citadel. Thus concludes the first Council Report of Elheial’thilln. Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya, Mali’aheral. -Aiera Seregon, Tilruir’indor of Haelun’or

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S53EBdZ0Iks Shuffling, the clatter of metal, leather and cloth- That was what was heard by the stray individuals who passed by the former royal bedchambers labeled 'Ceriwyn de Savoie.' The sign was still rather new in appearance, having been replaced within the last few years it seemed. "I have to hurry- There it is.." Ceriwyn's thoughts rung through her head quickly, the internal monologue almost passing to inaudible murmurs under her breath. Movement still sounded out from the room, before eventually the straw-haired Queen Dowager drew forth onto the stairwell, practically racing down the steps despite the large pack over her shoulder. Brushing past doors, through hallways and finally out into the cool evening air; it was almost relieving to be outside. Ceriwyn's eyes suddenly widened, her breath quickening as she heard the shouts, cries of the townsfolk into the early night sky coupled with the clang of metal upon metal as the whole city was in uproar. "This way, down the bridge. The gates aren't safe, Creator get me out of here.." The pack fell into the sand, and soon the former monarch followed, giving a strained grunt under her breath as she climbed down the uneven rocks to the riverbed. Ceriwyn took up the heavy leather pack once more, slinking warily up the hill once she'd made sure the area was clear. Then she turned, peering back to the Felsen Palace which was outlined against the sky as a looming shadow. She heard laughter and song echo in her mind, the older woman drifting back to times where she sat upon the thrones of Oren with pride and energy glinting in her eyes- It didn't last long. Guards paced the walls mere hours after their King's death, giving Ceriwyn little time to reflect as she fled further into the night. "Nikolaus, Visant, Amélie. I will see you soon. Please take care of them." From there it was a blur- Paying the wagon driver, riding, rest.. Running. All Ceriwyn could do was run, until she entered a place she knew little of. Wandering the dusty streets, Ceriwyn's heart still pounded as she took to a corner, collapsing from exhaustion with her pack providing what little comfort she could gain from the situation. "Ave Savoie, Ave Bar, Ave Orenia- Ave Humanity." The thoughts stopped, and everything went black.

Vote: Tilruir’mali Kalameet Izalith ✔ Tilruir’indor Aiera Seregon ✔ Tilruir’leyun Yuln Aéyélesa ✔ Lyu Elibar'acal ✔ Tilruir’tir Elwyn Izalith Riondil Seni ✔ ✔ Tilruir’nor Ikur Seregon ✔ ✔ Tilruir’lliran On this particular vote, a handwritten fix has been made. Lather Luthar Luther Sullas ✔ ✔ Karinah Elibar'acal

Aiera Seregon also steps up to the other individuals nominating themselves with the help of an aged staff, clearing her throat somewhat painfully. "Karin'ayla, fellow lliran. I introduce myself to you as Aiera Seregon." She begins, focusing on those gathered as they turn. "I am not the best speech giver, a rather calculated Mali'aheral who only occasionally voices her opinions, if you will. Regardless, with the apparent departure of Lelien Lazul, I see it fit to step up to the plate. Today I come to you nominating myself for Tilruir'indor in hopes that I can put forth my rather organized way of doing things to the reconstruction of our now pitiful Eternal Library. We've little works of writing left, the rest being stolen away by the former Okarir'indor seemingly just to spite us, an immature act that I myself would never commit. I am also not a working Mali, I have long since discovered over the years I have spent trying to find a profession. From carving stone or construction, to fishing and even the simple act of cooking. None of it has pleased me more than my private journals and small collection of literature, so clearly the choice is obvious. It is thus that I pledge to you that I will keep what written works we have left in careful condition, ensuring that though they remain on the shelves they will not gather dust, and that peace will be maintained in the Eternal Library as it has always been. A simple but important task, I will also try my best to fulfill the other duties of the Tilruir'indor as is only right. I thank all those who have heard me out. Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya." The High Elf then bows her head, falling silent to allow the other candidates to continue their speeches.

((MC NAME:)) ThewildFirestar. NAME: Aiera Seregon. POSITION: For.

((MCname:)) ThewildFirestar. Name: Aiera Seregon. Vote: Kalameet Izalith.

She couldn't believe it. Ceriwyn de Savoie sat in her, and now truly only her room, with thoughts drifting through her head like the storm that had consumed the King of Oren just hours before. At this point, the straw-haired widow couldn't tell if she should scream and cry, or simply run out to join him. "No.." Ceriwyn's gaze swiftly panned up to a portrait of none other than Rhys Antony Briarwood, 'Butcher of Kaphro' those who still knew the story called him. All she could do was stare, like a lost man might long for a reply from God as he prayed. Yet, it remained a painting, her father having left her long ago, never returning as she'd hoped. Faintly, the monarch turned back to the wood flooring, and for all the pride and strength she carried herself with, all she could do was cry.

Meanwhile in the commandery of the reformed Order of Saint Lucien, Ellian, Nafis and Enepay along with Enepay's warhound Nugget all rest up from the encounter.

Post a picture of what it looks like and I can try to help you out. I might know what the problem is, but I'd need to see what you chat looks like when you log on to be sure.