Shadeleaf

A very old, very decidly tired dark elf sets something next to the fliers for any who may see them. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is not Salvus. Salvus, is not Salvus. Salvus ended only with James Hightower, and again with Arron Bedevere... anything further is not much more than a desperate grab for power under the guise of an political entity long dead and buried. The Hightower we see here is an imposer. as Kyral bore James no children which to this day are relevant, nay even live. If this does not sway your mindset simply remember, denizens of the land, what the Shields were to the Salvian city of KIngston. A joke designed with the best of intentions achieving the lowest rung of success one may ever hope to achieve. This is what will become of this organization, if even it deserves such a name. With no backing from kindgom nor true force, clinging only to a name fallen into irrelevance, these Shields will go the way of the Old Lance, into disparity and inactive squalor. It was the wish of the great James that Salvus not be allowed to fall into the filth that we see today, and if it was not Arron to rule than it should be none at all. Follow not this bastard taking the name of 'Hightower', that ship has sailed and sailed again. Let the once great name of Slavus rest peacefully, remembered for Dawn's Bakery, and the lively town center among its accomplishments. Let it die. -Ex-Kings Guard and Elysian Okeas under James Hightower.

Name: Mikhaila Daniau Race: Half-Elf Group (If joining with one): ((Skype: razid17016

Far off in a not so distant ruin which by this point almost everyone knows about due to previous conflict... A very peculiar coven sits about a stone table atop a mountain plateau, shining blue eyes complimenting smiling teeth, sharp as daggers. Their guest was unusual, but surely could not be ignored, and with much pleasure they spoke for some time with him. It was only upon his bid farewell did the coven begin to feel the churning excitement of such a prospect of Salvian defeat... "Time has come again for them to feel our wrath once again." "And this time! This time it'll be the last!" "Well girls, best get to work... They'll not go down as easily as last time. Get your coats on." With full minds and empty stomachs, the coven went about their plotting and merriment. The coming days would not be calm, nothing more than death would sate the frozen beings of the north... and there was plenty of that to be had in the soon to be bloodied city of Salvus.

ew But approved nevertheless.

Not accepting or denying but you have to understand the Kha style of building is highly mesoamerican. What you see here is just another form of architecture influenced by the same time. Its such a simple form of building that any ancient with half a brain could easily have thought to create a step pyramid. Its like the humans getting pissed that someone built a church in a slightly Victorian style.

"POWERFUL!" Cry the Mali'ker, an official interracial game must be arranged posthaste!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lb0HImG_MU Arzota sat on Dak's seat, taking the time whilst the Arbiter was away to enjoy the view of the scores of bodies adorning the grand hall of the Ancillary. Besides bearing the obvious joy of sitting upon the throne, he would scribe in fluent motions as the stench of iron would rise from the bloodied corpses set at his feet. "The land is ripe with corruption, it has and shall be. It would be unwise for the Mali'ker to forget the events which transpired this day, yet much more so to act rashly in the shadow of conflict. The Mali'ker are strong-willed creatures of sturdy make, much like all other Mali'; we as a race must not succumb to the blood-lust of the Uruks in the wake of these events. Only the thoughtful efforts of the Ancillary and her alliances might Mali learn peace within their delegated spheres. It is my hope that such things are within sight on these fateful islands, and such things as what will now be remembered as the Warhhawk Betrayal are not again to occur for some time. -Des'Nox"

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a notice to citizens of the Ancillary of Ker’nor and beyond as to the actions of the Warhawk Elder Cole Cuthalion, and the charges brought against him. The aforementioned citizen of the Ancillary of Ker’nor is, until proper punishment, in violation of section 2, subsection 3 of The Onyx Law of the Ancillary of Ker’nor through means of both slandering and defaming the name of Arbiter Dak’ir Des’Nox. The citizen is to further be punished for the threatening of Lielle Des’Nox’s life within Ancillary lands. For the crime of Defamation of name, Slander, and conspiring to circumvent procedures of High Profile Conflict, the Elder Cuthalion is to be relieved of his slanderous tongue and treacherous arm by a qualifying member of the Archonic Force of the Ancillary of Ker’nor upon order of Arzota Des’Nox. If the individual in question wishes to dispute any claims, or charges placed against him, he will be allotted an audiance in two elven days(31st of July) to appear before the Council of the Ancillary to plead his case. To address Elder Cuthalion’s Warhawk brethren, the Ancillary urges you to see that justice be carried out for the betterment of the Mali’ker as a whole. Let your elder serve as an example to future generations of ‘ker. If the Elder Cuthalion is not to appear in two elven days of this notice’s posting, he is to be considered an enemy of the state with all honor stripped of his name, no better than mori nor mutant. -Lord of Law, Arzota Des’Nox

I have a horrible work ethic, am an avid memer in private, and am guilty about all of it.

Ive been throwing this around in my head for quite some time: Evocation. But first a cake metaphor. Cheesecake is a very simple cake, creme-cheese, eggs, sugar, etc. Though it takes time to learn how to make the base by heart, after everything is said and done you can start to experiment. With the same base, you can add cherry, lime, chocolate, hell even coconut if you're feeling weird. Often times it'll turn out the same way, and if it doesn't, only minor adjustments to baking time and proportions are ended. Evocation is cheesecake. This clicked somewhere between year 1 and 1.5 of studying Fire Evocation on Arzota. The connection to the void for an evocationist is a simple one if the mage in question has already mastered an element (here we have the base). Lets take fire for an example in our case, each aspect of the flame is a different ingredient the mage must learn to play with, heat, light, smoke and so on. In studying to master an element an evocationist also learns a great deal of spacial awareness (finesse in making a cake), which can be used to summon their chosen element anywhere from the palm of their hand, to a solid 15-30 ft away if they're experienced. At such a point, the mage has already mastered the coercion of the void, generating elements and forcing them into reality, and for most this is fine. Yet now lets think if a mage were to wish to spread out in sub-types. Say a fire evocation had began doing experiments with flame's effect on air currents and wished to replicate such things, The mage would but need to learn the nuances of the element, or even a simple effect of evocation they already know how to bring into the world (heat and smoke for example). With logic in hand, this would ensure the mage needs but study for at most a few years (IG) before becoming proficient in what could be another subset of an element... By this point you see where this is going, with a basic understanding of the mechanics of evocation, a master mage wouldn't be limited to one element and have to undergo the same process entirely over again for the study of another subtype, thus I propose this: Instead of having players allow their characters learn at the paces of: Fire Evocation (6months) Water Evocation (6months) Air Evocation (6months) Turn the process instead to something akin to: Fire Evocation(12months) Water Evocation (3months) Air Evocation(3months) (ETC with decreasing power exponential to type learned) This would make the learning process and time for the initial evocation much more involved and rp intensive, where each following period of study would add that element to a mage's repitoir at a proficent level. Of course magic rules would still apply, the more elements a mage dabbles in, the more they'll be burdened in terms of power, but that's enough of my rant. Tl;dr: Increase learning time for first evocation magic, greatly reduce time for each following evocation, evocation is cheesecake.

Amendments to Ancillary Edicts and Laws (10.1.1) Daevion'lyr vs The Ancillary of Ker'nor

Edicts of the Ancillary (10.1) Edict of Fornication Standardization

Laws of the Ancillary (1.1) Pertaining to Social Deviance: (2.1) Concerning High-Profile Conflict1 (2.2) Concerning Affairs of the Archonic Force (2.3) Concerning Freedom of Speech -With all punishments, trails shall be held per offence with the Lord of Law presiding, and having ultimate say over the punishment delivered.

Nothing is perfect. This, is something that all elves have, and must understand before reaching their full potential. As it was said in history, 'If you ever find yourself on the majority side, stop, and reflect', and thus all Mali' must, when things are going too smoothly. That, is the basis on which these amendments, edicts, and new laws come to fruition. - Excerpt of The Journal of Arzota Shadeleaf

I'd be down but one thing... Splitting the player base!! Ye, that wouldn't be posiable

"This is slightly ridiculous..." mutters one particular frost witch, "Tch, for the good of us all I suppose." -Kalila (Arzota)

"But its elven so it works." Says random dark elf.

-ash-3xpired With a muffled ‘thud’, your boots are the first thing to hit the ground, the stark silence of the air around you a departure from the crashing waves of the bay. With every breath you begin to realize the absolute hostility of the land, humid overtones masking an air thick with soot and permeated with heat. This land was one of ash, where monotones and faded color dominate a landscape paying homage to the great mountain king, presiding far in the distance as an omnipresent monolith. This land was not one for any sane man... however elves are a different story. Igne’nor The Land of Flame Background Of all races of elves the Mali’ker, or dark elves, have been the most constant in their choice of habitat, underground grottos and citiscapes dotting history with unyielding regularity. This is all well and good yet, as with all things, time is bound to make her changes. The most recent change for the Mali’ker comes as an exodus from the caves into the light of day, something that sits uneasily with many. Nevertheless, Vailor presented a challenge for the Mali’ker, their land set beneath a volcano in a somewhat arid climate. Instead of running to the plains, or making a home in the forests, leadership instead has embraced this flaws to form the city of Igne’nor, the Land of Flame. The city init of itself is nothing remarkable, following the formula many nations follow in terms of organization, though what are remarkable, are the natural features and tests pushed on the city. Ambiance The dark elven isles are cursed with a towering mountain of a volcano, it’s effect seen both in the ash-blanketed landscape and felt in oppressive air which haunts the isle. Looking around, one might see the trees and plantlife particularly reflect this sentiment, leaves bleached of color and piles of ash taking the place of where birds nests would usually be seen. The land underfoot doesn't fare any better, ivy and spotty grass struggling to tear through a carpet of ash to catch a glimpse of filtered sunlight. With all of this said, farmers find a haven in the land, volcanic soil and proper grooming allowing great harvests of wheat and carrots. Upon entering through the great gates of the city, onlookers are greeted with a people accustomed to the ash. Unlike times past, Mali’ker of this city are clothed head to toe, both male and female often times only showing the face (if that) to prevent any ash from coming into contact with the skin. A common feature of the people of Igen’nor are scarves and masks, particularly useful in the case of ash storms (touched on later), to prevent smoke/ash inhalation and the consequences stemming from it. Environment and Threats All of the above of course are due to one singular reason, the volcano. The mount itself is far removed from where Igne’nor lay, though close enough so that it’s moodiness is felt throughout the land. Subject to many small eruptions, the volcano often time will send tremors through the land, creating large waves to lap the shore along with it’s iconic ash plumes. Due to the density of the ash plumes along with the weight of the debris, nearly all becomes airborne and results in the living conditions of Igne’nor. It is also to be (Side) noted that the inhabitants of Igne’nor have found other uses for this volcano, including but not limited to: >Executions >Expedient cooking of food >Executions >Disposal of harmful materials >Ritual Executions. (Tl;Dr: Volcano is an rp point on darkie isle, very ashy climate, rp accordingly)

Its a region flag thing, if you can convince your region owner to do so? Good. Otherwise Noted.

Very excellent, I always liked the idea of Allomancy and wanted something on the server like it. +1