Cjmate

While mining through the stone under Leanniel, Yuln'okar stumbles upon an old fortification under the town. He breaks into it, stumbling into a sort of prison. Torture equipment lines the walls, and there are cells. The only text remaining within the decaying ruin refers to someone named Vith. He notes this find to a woman named Willow, then forgets about it for a while. A year or so passes, and the ruins still remain untouched. The area was already poorly built, and there are not enough supports to prevent a cave in should the frame begin to weaken. It is in risk of creating sinkholes. While the others decide what they want to do with it, he makes a not to erect a system of support beams to protect the caves that have been carved above the bunker. He will bash in the chests, remove them, and give the contents to the local authority. If the cave system does not collapse before this is done, he will begin repairing the damage. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC- This area needs to be fixed up. It was poorly built by the cultists, and it really should be collapsing/creating sinkholes with all of the mining operations going on. It would be nice to get rid of the locks in the area, so this is a sort of heads up in order to get a gm to remove them in about a week.. There are many, many lock owners here.

OOC: MC Name: Cjmate8 IC: Your name: Yuln'okar Your subrace: Mali'ker Do you swear your to uphold the Mali’lumi ethic while listening to your commanders? So you swear your devotion to the Talonnii and the city of Lenniel? Yes Previous Experience: I have had experience fighting during the White Rose intrusions of Malinor. In recent years, I have worked to fight against the scourge. Combat Skills/Prefered Weapon: Melee combat and mid-ranged. Axe/Crossbow Do you own a home in Lenniel? Yes

Zlatomir frowns at the whatever it is. "Zlatomir is wondering how Grayman-rascal, son of damen, learned how to make word-magic. Much envy. Zlatomir wishes he could write."

The gold that was meant to go with the parcel has gone missing.

Zlatomir looks up to Blue, treating him like anyone else. He smiles wolfishly. "Zlatomir will think of trade. No need for coin. Need to learn."

Zlatomir shouts in the center of Abresi, looking for people to come buy his arrows. They are shoddily made, but the components are all there. He has filled an entire crate (double chest) full of of them, but he only carries a quiver of samples. "Zlatomir makes sell of fine arrows! Will trade arrows for anything good!" He points to a random person on the street. "Ej! Come buy arrow. Surprise Lord with bountiful gift, da?" The peasant ignores him, then walks along. Zlatomir turns to a noble, someone from house Stafyr. "Privej, old man. You come buy arrows, da? Will make quick stab of enemy." This man ignores him too. Zlatomir clutches his stomach, which now gripes with pain. "Zlatomir must eat. Should have asked brother of Mary for food."

In the eerie mists of the morning, Simeon Carrion stands vigil on a balcony overlooking the Krelmstad. He descends, making his way through the donjon and out a secret passageway that leads to Brigand's Pass. If anyone caught sight of him, they would not see him again. In the hallski, he leaves a parcel for Orlik to find and do with what he pleases. Accompanied with the parcel is 15,000 minas worth of gold that was made during Simeon's stay. It reads: Dear Orlik, It it my hope that you can decipher this note and cast judgment based on it's content. It seems that in my weakness, and my melancholy, I let things slip away from me. I...am an addict. I have allowed my addiction to herb and drink get the better of me, and for that I am sorry. I was never fit to take the seat, but I did so in hopes that Kralta would flourish once more. I hope that you remain steadfast in your convictions, and that you take over what must be done. As my only friend and confidant, I ask that you orchestrate my good-will on this land: -Keep the strelts true to their cause. They are not fighters. Set them to work and allow them to see the fruits of their labor when not stolen. Use the money I leave for this purpose. -Hold steadfast to the faith. I was never a religious man, but the strelts need guidance in order to remain civil. They are simple in nature. -Avoid fighting when possible, but do not be afraid to fight. Kill those that would see Raev harmed. -Smack Lyon. They destroyed my ancestor's home with frilly colors. -Reason with the King to allow you to remain the sole beneficiary. I do not believe there is a man alive that can take the seat of the Krelmstad, though you must find a scribe to write your law. You cannot write for piss. Speak of me for who I am; there is nothing profound to my person. Know that I was a man of pleasure, and do not hate me for it. Thank you for being my friend when others shunned me. Thank you for doing my work when I shirked it. Thank you for doing what you have done, when you have done it, without becoming bitter as I have. And thank you for the cactus green which I 'borrowed' from your home. Sincerely, Simeon Carrion He takes to the road, then to the seas. He sets sail for a small island off the coast. Once there, he smokes much cactus green, and the sky becomes heavy with fumes. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC- I will be stepping down from anything political related for now on. I was bad at it before I came back to the server, and I should have realized that before making the decision. I get too excited over simple matters. I do not regret it; I got a lot done as Simeon Carrion. I do not believe Kralta would be standing if I had not made the decisions that I did. I am not leaving. I will be playing Zlatomir as a normal strelt. I think it is time I go back to my original desire on this server, which is to become a tavern owner. That is all I want to do right now.

This is not a troll question. I am 100% serious.

Why did you let Teerz play a Kha? Such a trolly character. She goes around says, "Fawk mew".

Simeon Carrion orders the construction of a massive, underground castle to be built. He nods approvingly. "Da. This is new age of warfare!"

Clanking of steel and horse beats can be heard in Kralta. In front of the church lays the body of Fancy Strelt, killed by an elven arrow. Simeon Carrion speaks amongst the confusion. "We will make kill of Plagus! Ready blets!" Raev and a couple of Orc friends will be aiding Leanniel if the warclaim goes through.))

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I agree with the fighting in that you need to make your emotes clear. People should go to greater lengths to convey what they are trying to do. This is why we got shafted with pvp default.

Yuln'okar frowns at the man. "Lark Steelwall has made a flammenwerfen. Speak to him about that."

Yuln'okar places three swords up for auction. The auction can be found in Leanniel, near the base of the mother tree. All of the bids start out at 500 minas, with buyout prices at 1,750, 1,000, and 2,000 in the order they are placed. Riptide- Smite I Geminine's Blade- Looting I Orcish War Cleaver- Knockback I

Yuln'okar tidies up the mailbox. He looks inside for any requests.

Vallum'thulith Smithy Vallum'thulith is a new location within the town of Leanniel. It can be found directly across the bridge after crossing the wheat fields. The owner's name is Yuln'okar, but there are other blacksmiths that work within the cave. This smithy specializes in jewel-crafting; however, we can and will make weapons and armor. We can refer you to other blacksmiths in Oren if you cannot travel to Leanniel. We also deal in weapon modifcations(enchanting), so if you need to improve your blade feel free to ask. If you are interested in apprenticeship, or if you do not have a shop to practice your trade, the workshop is fairly large. We can support multiple people working within it. If you do not wish to work in Leanniel, we can refer you to Oren. Item requests can be delivered to the shop. There is a mailbox directly inside. Just place a note(book) inside and we will get to you. (Can also be messaged on this thread, but I prefer private messages.) Items for sale: (Please note that the swords are not 100% copies of the original. They are the closest pictures I can find after I actually make the sword. Everything made is custom.) All auctions will be held in Leanniel. The auction is in a tent outside of the mother tree. Riptide- A two-handed longsaber. This sword has jagged edges that set it apart from most blades. It is designed for hacking through flesh to cause bleeding. It is useful for fighting back the scourge. Bidding starts at 750 minas. Smite I Geminine's blade- An old arming sword. There is nothing too special about it. Bidding starts at 300. Looting I

Yuln'okar heads to the auction. He outbids the Goblin. "1,000 minas!"

"1,300."

Yuln'okar enters the fray. "1,000 minas."

Sancho Danderfluff prepares the pie catapult. "Ter Lor's o' Autism a'ack!"

"And so i' begins."

Ultimate Cook-off (More fitting music) Sancho prepares an official document. He signs it and sends it to the Orcs. It is speckled with dabs of jelly and juice marks. Dear Uruks, "Sancho Danduhfluff challenges ye ter a pas'ry ba'le!" Sincerely, Sancho Danduhfluff A picture of a cake fills just about the entirety of the page. Date and Time January 28th, Saturday, 2:30 PM EST Manpower [Attacker] Halfling head chef [Defender] Orc head chef Location and Boundaries Spawn Type of Battle Cook-off The two sides will meet on an open field and duke it out. Rewards If Attacker Wins: Glory, honour, and cactus green. If Defender Wins: Glory, honour, and Orcs become friends for all eternity. The winner will be decided by whoever makes the most delicious, mouth watering meal. If a side doesn’t show up, they lose and will be shunned for all of 4.0. Terms Freestyle

Sancho Danderfluff creates a beautiful picture of the thief. "Oi be' she'll loike t'at! Ge' a lo' o s'ree' cred!"