Shadeleaf

Remember, this is kinda'a temp map, and therefore a perfect place to hold an experiment! If it does not work, KILL IT WITH FIRE within the first few days, heck hours. If it does... well that will be another topic.

Well.... I do think we could Try it, but make lore behind it! Maybe something to the opposite of the cloud temple blessing? Then it would work for me!

Arzota stares at it a moment, staring a bit more, then continuing to stare... eventually he simply transcribes it, symbol by symbol and goes off to decode it hopefully somewhere else. [ie. probably never going to get done]

Banned for being somewhere you shouldn't.

7/10 mainly because you stated something about circles on a minecraft forum :}

Arzota whispers right back, still smiling "I think this pushed it over the edge, we NEED council members, and Kehl isn't an idiot. Like I said, give it a day... there will be results..."

Arzota watches from within the thick crowd, a slight smirk on his face as he contemplates this coincidence. Without any further wait, Arzota nods to Kehl, a fully formed grin on his face by this point.

4/10 [iunno u...]

Arzota nods slowly as he walks by Azel, focused on getting out of Malinor more than anything else in the world. He mutters the same small comment that he provided at Bravepaw's resignation, if for nothing more than to appear involved, only slightly.

Arzota listens on in silent despair, none showing, outwardly at least... He makes his way through the crowd placing himself in the back, as so he may be the first to leave, people needed to be informed of course... "Brave was a good prince... and a model for everyone of his successors shame to see him go..." Arzota mumbles as he walks, shaking his head at the implications of two resignations in one day.

Sarien opened her eyes, a ray of light finally catching her attention, filtering in through the window and onto her face, one that spoke of both happiness, and a light sadness, as any mother would feel. She stood slowly, gathering herself, physical, and mentally before dressing, always one too be prepared ahead of time. Opening the door from her bed chamber, Sarien walked into the hallway, quietly repeating to herself that she had allowed this, that Daylen had passed her tests, and that Ephie was ready for this... that her daughter was not herself most importantly. Approaching the gathering room, Sarien placed on her best smile and looked in, Ephie and Xiiyah already chatting. As per tradition, Sarien simply stood there, waiting until one or the other noticed her, sleep still heavy in her eyes as she watched. For three minutes she stood there, before finally announcing her presence in a light tone "Ephie," she said slowly, "Have the others arrived yet dear?" Sarien questioned, almost in a hopeful way, almost...

Banned for having a life and not reading every page of this topic, challenge issued

*returns to the place of origin, face bloodied and a large smile present. Seeing as the poster is no longer there he walks by chuckling to himself, heaving his sword back into its sheath and letting a bit of the blood drip from the cross beam near the hilt" "Kyral Kyral Kyral..." he mumbles as he walks off, dousing his hands in water as he goes

*Arzota flicks up his hood and rummages around in his pack for something, coming up with a dusty pair of gloves after seeing the sign* "Time to go have ANOTHER little chat with Kyral" he mumbles to himself, throwing his pack over his shoulder and walking away with a grin