Crayfishchris

This subject has been discussed many times, but I doubt the 'antags' will be removed (unless their taking over of the world is what ends 3.0 , and we get a new one ). But as many people are saying, leave it up to the players. I'd rather have a competitive rivalry between a few groups than have a giant server run enemy fight us all. I've only been on Anthos, so I can give no opinion on how the other 'antags', as they've been so lovingly named, worked. But this 'evil presence' that the big enemy we have is supposed to bring... it just isn't happening! Everyone's acting normal, not scared for their lives, because the RP is over and done with already. Give it to the normal players. All of us are here to have fun, y'know?

Mhm. And addressing your earlier comments about High Elves, their city got destroyed a few months back. Malinor's a tad... unstable currently. We've lost 3 cities in the same amount of months. Quite silly, but it's what happened. But I'd recommend just asking around more in RP. There are still plenty of people in Lenniel (the town close to New Malinor), and always plenty at the Cloud Temple!

((That was a brilliant read. I'm serious. Great job, and if this happened in RP, even better XD))

"Let's see 'ow this one works, aye?" Kristian stretches as he marches through the Conclave. He lets out a deep breath. All was at peace. And a new job and home to boot! Arbiter von Craw. Nice ring to it. Hopefully, he thought, hopefully the nation would maintain itself. There was no going back to Malinor now. Not after what he and Neci did.

6/13 Dat mask though

Banned for selling horses

Now hold on. Malinor had a military coup the day before. This was mainly a formality. Kristian did not open the gates because the dwarves threatened to pillage the land.

These were the two Lumi'drim present at the battle. And both were traitors.

The air around New Malinor was still. An air of death that pervaded the people there. It had once been a lively place, with crowds selling wares, sparring, and speaking to each other in the various tongues of Anthos. But no more. It was silent, and the humid air gave a sense of foreshadowing of what was to come. Change perspective, head to the throne room. There three figures could be seen, clad in the iron armor of the Lumi'drim. One, Prince Ebs. His blonde hair and calm composure were evident as he viewed the two soldiers before him, a slight curl of his lips denoting his distaste. He did not move, listening to the words which came from the soldier's mouths. They stood opposite him, remaining stock still. The first, an elven woman with red hair, spoke confidently, a pointed look from her companion starting her off. "Prince Ebs, do you have any idea of where the High Prince; or rather, any of the Princes are? War looms over us and all are either absent, or demoted." The Prince responded in turn. "Prince Kaun has been around. Eleron is notably absent." "Without proper notification our military and our nation have been completely without leadership, guidance, and with the conclave looming over us... potential disaster." "I am well aware of the disaster." "Then you are also aware of the measures taking place as of now?" the woman added, looking towards her companion. "Commanding Officer?" At this point, the woman's companion, a human with dark brown hair and a sickly pink birthmark stepped forward. His helmet was off, and his eyes were slightly sad as he looked to the Prince. "This nation has always had a civilian government, not a military one. This is not the time to change that." The mans gruff voice rang out as he spoke. "Now is the perfect time to change that, Ebs. We are at war. This is not the place for shopowners an' bookkeepers." "Sadly, Ebs, it isn't something which is being requested." "Malinor has laws that we are all bound to!" "Step down. Let Malinor live under a strict rule, not a lax one." "I will not step down. Take this to the High Council if you wish. As I didn't do anything? Are you trying to justify a coup like this?" "Askin' the 'Igh Council to remove its own member. That's a lark." "So you do this, arresting the only person who is capable of giving orders." "My orders come from my commanding officer. They are clear." At this, the two soldiers drew their weapons. A spiked morningstar for the human, and twin blades for the elf. Ebs did not. "Kristian von Craw, you are suspended from the rank of Captain, pending investigation by the High Council. Neci, you are relieved of your duties, pending an investigation." "An' there go the last Lumi'drim, aye?" "Tell me Ebs, who is going to enforce your wishes? We are not the only ones taking the matters into this regard. Your military has been joining Conclave day by day, and your last defenders are without guidance, while you're off preparing a defense somewhere. Look at your city. Where are your guards, your military?" "You are poor excuses for defenders." The human stepped forward, a long sigh escaping him. "You are poor excuses for leaders. Neci, bind 'im." The Elven woman stepped forward, binding Ebs. She met no resistance as the shackles are tightened. "I am sorry, friend. This is what is best for Malinor." "We all must choose our own... Know that I will not forget what you have done," he shouted at the human, whose back was turned, "You dare invoke the Undead? What do you know? You were not alive! You do not know the horrors I witnessed. The friends I lost. Too many to count. It is in their memory that I returned to the High Council. You are responsible. You will pay." "Your position... an' the 'igh Council... are no more." "Power is not bestowed by one, but respected by another. If there is no one to listen to your words; what power do you have?" "Neci, follow. We 'ead to the Conclave." The two soldiers marched Ebs out, not saying a word as they made their way to the new city. Citizens stood aside as they see the former Prince in shackles. He disappeared into a room in the Conclave's council, and remains there for a long while. The majority of Malinor's military switches over in the following hours, several of the best soldiers marching to Conclave. They had made a decision. The Lumi'drim were gone.

Kristian shakes his head, annoyed at the simultaneous call of all the snow elves. "The end will 'appen, I promise... without bloodshed... I 'ope... Dear Creator... I do 'ope..."

Kristian laughs. "It's just as bad in Abresi, ain't it? I wish 'im luck..." he mutters, walking home to Malinor. No doubt the entire guard force had been slaughtered and robbed five times since he had left.

Veldryn lets out a long sigh. It had been lonely for a long time in his house. He had been learning more languages, and how to fight. "Dalni..." He sighs once more as he thinks of his best friend, his sister forever. Where could she be?

Another little thing to add, if I may. Bad musicians are just as good to see around as good. It's hilarious when a person has no clue how to sing or play a lute, etc., etc. Everyone seems to be a master, but not that many are students/untalented.

"B-but... our jewels!"

Reminds me a bit of Allomancy from the Mistborn series. I'd like to see this in LoTC. +1

((OOC)) MC Name: crayfishchris Timezone: EST ((IC)) Name: Kristian von Craw Race: Human

((Yeah! ^-^ Let's all have fun doing this, guys. This is a really good opportunity to create RP and just have a good time PvPing, politicking, so on and so forth.))