Bethykinss

Very nicely done, I like the style!

You only talked with the one person and I had no idea you asked that you wanted to talk and that you felt this way, you could have messaged us on the forums or IG about this and we could have set up a chat where we could all talk. I don't think a post was really needed. If you still want to talk then you can message me and we can sort this out, nay problem!

At the start of Vailor the location wasn't decided yet, we had a temporary location for a few days, we were deciding whether we should move to a new location or not. It actually had not been decided yet. If you asked for perms then we would have given you perms to the region, I've been online when you have been but you never messaged me at all for permission to the grove. There's three people who are owners to the region, you could have messaged anyone to ask who the owners were and then asked for perms. It's an easy thing to sort out, I don't see the need to complain about it. You don't have to be on Ker'vuln all the time, everyone has IRL responsibilities and wants to play other characters and so on. There is nothing wrong with that! Everyone knows that! I've been around the grove a lot, like most days but I have not seen you at all. You don't have to be around all the time, but you could RP a bit more there and talk with druids and dedicants. You didn't have to make a post about this, you could've just messaged us to talk! And it would've been sorted out!

((OOC)) MC Name: Bethykinss Skype: Ya' know it. Timezone: GMT IC Name: Beth Winterleaf Race: Wood Elf. Nation Allegiance (Only if you are a political member, this does not count citizenship): Age: 200 or so. Can you fight?: Yup. Do you know magic?: Druidism! Would you do work (Nexus professions) for the Scions?: When I have the time.

OOC Name: Bethykinss RP Name: Beth Rilann Description of what you'd like drawn: Beth! Reference picture (if possible): Nay!

Beth reads over the book, before blinking. She slips it under a bush, "There's no Nemiisae." She grumbles to herself, trudging away.

Although I'm not sure if you'd be the perfect builder, you could try looking at LoTC buildings and maybe get inspired! But, you're a very good roleplayer and I think you would hold enjoyable events. So, +1

:c I remember when I joined the server, you were the one who accepted me. You were hardworking and a lovely person then and you're still hardworking and a great person now.

Updated the Weaknesses, nicknames and created a new topic for recent events. ^^

Beth glances at the ruin, frowning slightly. "Huh, never seen that before. That's going to be fun to explore."

Beth jolts forward, quickly scanning the room. Sweat trickles down her forehead. "Damn it."

Beth gasps, jolting up in her bed, her eyes wide. Sweat trickles down her forehead, "Oh hell.. What's going to happen now.."

Beth is angry too, sending a note out the same time as Bod. "Damn it, Gi! If you still had that beard I would tug it!"

Beth grins, planning on what she'll make Dan do at her own wedding. Wear a dress, dye hair? It's going to be something he'll hate. That's for sure.

Beth shifts slightly in her spot as they wait for the bride, murmuring to Dan. "This is pretty nice, having a wedding at the Temple. But I'm so going to get payback for you making me wear this, bridesmaid." She grumbles. Once the flute starts being played she nods to Dan. "Good luck." At the end of the ceremony she grins, whistling to the couple. At the beginning of the party Beth congratulates Dan before taking a seat beside Kaelia, kissing her cheek. She blinks a few times when she sees all the food, cursing under her breath. She devours whatever food was given to the guests in the party, not caring about manners, because it's Dan's wedding after all. During the party she pokes a few people, grumbles during a few conversations, shouts when someone says something that annoys her, has many silly arguments with people, which she won, or at least thinks so. She also talks to Dan and Fluffy the Ghost, as well as a few other people and is caught by Dan when she tries to sneak away from the party to get changed out of the dress she had to wear, so.. basically the usual. It was a pretty good day.

Beth sighs, reading the will once again as she leans on the long tree branch inside her room. "This really sucks, I can't really call anyone Fluffy now since he'll always be Fluffy.." She rubs her forehead, "Well, at least I was the main reason why he was vomiting."

I'll give it a go.

That is a damn good trailer. Absolutely loved it!

Beth makes her way out of her hut, hugging herself as a deep chill runs down her spine. She stares down at where her crops and flowers used to reside before turning her gaze up to the sky. Wasn't this the Sun's Smile? She frowns, "Huh."

Byeeeee ;-;

Milena stood inside the main room of the manor, awaiting the news of Farley from Symon. The look on Symon's face as he entered the manor told her everything she needed to know. She stood in her spot, almost frozen as Symon told her what had happened. Tears streamed down her eyes as she listened, all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry. She nodded her thanks before walking to her and Farley's room silently. Milena entered the room, looking over to her son who was playing with his toys in the center of the room with a sad smile. She sat down beside her son, placing him into her lap. She wrapped her arms around him in a warm hug. He continued to play with his wooden toy as she spoke to him. "Honey.. Daddy.. Daddy has gone to a special place.. he's gone to the Creator.." She stops for a moment, swallowing hard as tears run down her face. "But.. He loved you very much.. And he's very proud of you... He'll always be watching over you." She held him tightly in her arms, kissing his forehead as he began to weep for his father. ____________________ Later that evening she lay in her bed, looking over at her small son who was fast asleep, holding one of his toys. She looked over at the bedside table, noticing a letter. She opened it up, realizing it was Farley's will. As she read it she couldn't help but cry. That night, as she slept she held the letter tightly in her arms, not letting go...

John smith legacy texture

Done!