Galendar

Vaktismo shakes his head,

"Unli ash winur."

((The elves are, once again, complaining. 

Seriously, supremacy made a good point- you moved next to a giant ruin that looks super spooky and is full of a bunch of dead birds with broken necks. If you have a problem, just move. Sure, you guys are upset this isn't going how you wanted but -you- and -you- alone chose to move there to build your town. If you cannot handle the reprecussions of your actions and take to OOC complaining everytime something messes up in RP, you will have no rp.

That is all

~The Sloth Emperor.))

Merek Cross pulls on his cloak, moving from Leyulin.

 

Name: Ratimir Volkov

Age: 17

Race: Human

Gender: Male

TS or Skype?: Both ((Kylenmyles))

 

Accepted,(( add me on skype galendar.aveere))

Amealeo sinks back in his chair as he hears of the news, his eyes lowering before he would murmur, "Congratulations."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2lzXpOF5Ssg

((I hope this means urguan is a monarchy now.))

Agor is unsure how to react.

Gra'Jrath lets out a cool sigh, his nostrils flaring as he passes one of the stones. Following behind him are a few female kharajyr and a cub or two, all heading towards Fiandria in silence.

This app will be accepted anyway.

+1

Birds are sent out to those who had sent birds in, detailed instructions on the parchment.

((Add me on Skype- Galendar.aveere))

Vakgu'Gorkil snarls ferociously as he hears of the new Rex, throwing his arms into the air,

"HOZH! ANGBAD ID REX!"  He roars in joy.

I mean...  I might have plus one'd it if you weren't running around RP'n an arab... which I doubt you are doing very seriously. I've known you for two years and the entire time you've done nothing but troll. It was funny, sure, but it ended up becoming poor in taste and got you banned.

Prove to me AND the community that -you- are capable and are now seriously rp'n. A troll here and there is fine, but too much is not.

My point is made, I will repost when I think it fair.

"Oh this guy..." Charles cries, cringing too hard.

"They say Oren has no authority over them.... I guess we have to do what we did to Aesterwald again..................." Mumbles Charles to Franz, tapping his finger on the map of the north where Polaris used to be. "Some men have settled here, perhaps they could be of assistance to us."

Too soon back to the server to be certain you could be trusted as an ET

For now, no prus 1

((wait... is this your leaving post or like are you coming back as a new character? So confused..............))

Charles stares onward blankly.

-Snip-

The young Commander looks over the application as it is brought to him by one of the new recruits, raising an eyebrow at the name.

"A Chivay bastard? Interesting..."

An official letter is returned:

"Edgar Sparrow,

Your Application has been accepted. I personally look forward to meeting you and having you within our military.

-Commander Valois.

*A wax seal is present over the outside of the letter*

"بوريتو سخيف مع كل شيء، الآن" Shouts an angry arabic man

Swat bursts through the windows and fills jesus with an unholy amount of led. 

Birds are sent to all who applied,

"Accepted, report to Castle Woldzimir.

-Ser Charles Valois"

fm pls lock

The Sloth Emperor enters the Chipotle with his legion of security guards, having them arrest  Deshaun and force him to come back to his palace and make Chipotle only for him.

The burrito would b as follows:

burrito w/ brown rice, steak, lettuce, onions, guac, cheese, and chips.

Every1 lived happily evr aftur

2

[OOC]

MCName:Galendar_Aveere

[RP]

Name: Ser Charles Valois

Age:20

Nationality: Auvergnian/Heartlander

Past Group Affiliations: Knight of Renatus, OSL, Random fighting.

Ser Valois nods once.

Alexander smiles softly from the Seven Skies as his old aquaintance comes to join him, gesturing with his hand to the vast expanse of the afterlife.

"Welcome home, Edward."