The Templar

2FA with either the email ((using a distinctly seperate email name and password)) or mobile will also heighten your steam security and keep the hijacking out.

A rather reclusive elf merely closes the gate to her vineyard, having lost all faith many years ago.

A young and rather drunk Doomforged guffaws wildly as news reaches him in the local ditch outside of Holm, where he was last sighted. “Ah fockin KNEW tha’ frostbeard bastar’s would fock it up! Narvok az Dormmar!”

You’re giving far less deserving nations land next map.. Just give the Kadarsi a tile already, because at least these folks don’t sit in their walled cities all day doing nothing for the rest of us!

A lone woman slowly sets her tea down as she quietly listens in to conversation about the dead mage. A sigh, a frown. “I always knew his mouth would get him into trouble somewhere.. I’m surprised it was in Belvitz, though.” She’d quietly lift her tea, taking a brief moment of silence before smiling softly, “At least I’m free from his foolishness, now.” Yet further beyond, as the damned ascends to the realm of Ebrietas to suffer, a lone soul with eyes of glittering emerald watches from his place in Palhalla. “Did I not offer you salvation, Richard Baruch? Now you are damned forevermore to suffer Aeriel’s cruel torments..” As the soul spake, he’d make the sign of the Lion and cast his gaze back towards the ivory throne for but a moment. “When the time is right, we will meet again, old friend..” ((Congratulations for having the stones to go through with it, Leo. The longer you’ve held a character, the harder the loss is. I wish you luck in your next endeavor, be it what it may. o7))

Jaymes Kowacz would incline his head at the workbench, stunned by the turn of events yet still. “How foolish it seems now, to measure words so strongly that blood must be shed. All-Father’s grace be upon you, my Earl. You were an example to us all.”

Khorne cares not from where the blood flows, only that it does.

You know, I can sort of get behind this, but at the same time, no. Druids don’t particularly /need/ undead teachers. It seems like just a way for PKed druids to come back and still have druidic power compared to the usual soul shadows available. Just use the immortality button that is Treelord and be content with that. Y’all already give it out to most druids near a PK age to begin with.

I agree with you. Unfortunately, it came down to votes and the votes came out strongly against enforcing them in any way, shape, or form that could be applied to the entire group.

Utterings have been declared non-canon due to how strict they are. the LT had refused to enforce them and so they’ve been scrapped despite the protests of the old guard wanting them to stay.

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Musings Upon Darkness By Initiate Jaymes Kowacz Arrogant is the eye that claims to see, when all before it is darkness unbroken. All sin stems from the claim that one sees without aid. As one brings a torch to a darkened hollow, so too does the Holy Flame banish sin from the soul, allowing the blind in sin to see in righteous. It is therefore the duty of all Righteous Folk to arise and bear forth the Flame to the darkened corners. To expose the Witch, the Heretic, and the Daemon wherever they may be found, suffering not their corruptive influence to taint the Father’s land any further. To wield the corruptive influence of the Void is to blaspheme the Father, wielding the forces of the Void to unmake the natural perfection so granted in stewardship. Then there are those Aengulists who scoff at the truth, evoking Light and banishing darkness in the name of their selfish Ancients. Though they abhor the Daemon, they are Witches nonetheless, for their Light is hollow, arrogant, and devoid of purity. Power at the cost of one’s soul in chains, held forever bereft of the Father in the accursed’s domain, is an Iblaeic bargain for little gain. Suffer not their self-righteous prattle, and grant them the Father’s Mercy before they turn their blood-stained knives upon you. Where the Aengulist wields an unholy magic for seemingly good ends, the Daemon is unabashedly anathema, having shunned the cloth of their kindred to wield abyssal nightmares to live out their degenerate whims. Spare no expense in their persecutions, hunt them until their souls are spent and they return nevermore. Fear the corruptive touch of the Heretic, who damns himself for unlife eternal. Spurn them at every turn for their perversion of the Father’s Creation, and suffer not them to exist in your presence. Hunt ceaseless for their phylacteries, that they may be cast into the Abyss they worship in eternal damnation as they deserve. There is no salvation for them to be had. Do not suffer not the Witch, the Daemon, and the Heretic to live, lest you find the flame within snuffed out with nary a whisper.

Can we not have yet another endgame circlejerk? If you just want cool aesthetics, follow the example @Gladuos set with the Paragons of Light. Don’t make a blatant grab to become protag mages and call it flavor.

James Kowacz gags on the heresy espoused by this imperial cult! "Deus does not vult!"

Actually yeah it did. Thanks! Lightwells were also supposed to be added as a ward replacement, but the other clerics decided to axe our wards 100% with no replacement.