Starfelt

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Hey everyone, I'm selling a few of my old skins that I no longer use! I'll be doing this through an auction, starting bid is 10 mina. The auction will close on March 5th at 12am EST. If you have any questions feel free to contact me on discord at Starfelt#2929 Enjoy! - Bidding will begin at 10 mina. - Bids may be increased by 10 mina. You must make a new comment if you bid higher on a skin. - Please only bid if you will be able to pay the bid amount at the conclusion of the auction. - You MUST follow the format below Bid Format - ---------------------------------------------- Paladin Man Wood Elven Girl High Elf Woman Battle Attire Druid Man Tribal Wood Elf Man High Elf Male Mage Dark Armor High Elf Woman Gown Wine Red Gown Royal Red Gown Red Elegant Coat Red Royalty Pink Shirt & Hat Blue Gown Purple Floral Teal Gown

IGN: Starfelt Discord: Starfelt#2929 Bid: 100 Skin: Disheveld Furs

As long as they come back at some point.

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A unique holy magic, im down with it.

This is a neat idea, what about me, good sir?

Kaelwyn moved through the war-camp. His form coming upon the bounty board as his burgundy eyes scanned over the various posters that sat pinned to it. He reached a hand out to grasp at one of the posters, tugging it down so he could examine it. He looked it over before sighing out, rolling it up and stuffing it into his robes. He sauntered off out of the rubble that remained, his eyes looking skywards as he released a quick sharp whistle, a shadow moving over his face as a peregrine falcon flew down and landed upon a large pile of rubble staring at the elder druid with intrigue. The druid stepped forwards and moved to grasp a small piece of parchment from his bag, he placed it against a stone wall and began to scribe down a response. "The Father Circle will assist, we will meet with you in the coming days." He then attached the note to the falcons foot before reaching into his pocket to withdraw a small piece of dried fish, tossing it to the bird, which snapped the fish into its maw before flying off. The druid then began to wander off, heading back to the Father Grove to gather his people.

Was fun assisting with the build 😄

Brother Brimstone wandered through the desolate burnt village that once was Siramenor, a frown cast upon his face as his bare feet kicked aside ash and soot with each step. He sighed out, blade-staff in hand as he moved, following what he could now only assume was the road into the square of the village. He paused, burgundy eyes scanning over the bonfire square that so many ‘ame had sat and conversed.. it remained, even if it was damaged.. it remained. A gentle smile grew over his features as he moved over towards the bench, dusting off the ash with hand before seating himself.. his eyes scanning over the damaged buildings. “Death begets life.” He whispered beneath his breath. “We shall heal, our forests shall regrow.”

They are crocodile teeth on his head, only orcs with horns currently are older orcs.

[Music] -x- A young half-orc shaman stood within the newly reconstructed portion of the Goi. His brow and forehead glistened with sweat as he took in a gentle huff of air, his belt was decorated with various construction tools, such as a hammer and some nails within a pouch. He glanced over his work, smiling at it even. He turned and moved over to one of the tents, dipping under the hanging fabrics, only to make his way to a large barrel of water, he grasped onto one of the bowls that sat nearby, he moved to dip the bowl into the water and allowed it to fill. His arm lifted the bowl upwards, and moved to pour the liquid within over his head, washing away the sweat that had collected within his hair. The half-orc placed the bowl down, running a hand over his forehead to brush back the few loose strands of his hair. After having cooled himself down some, he moved out of the tented area and headed deeper into the Goi. His eyes scanned over the walls, examining the cracks that crept up the walls, a frown building upon his face as he walked.. He moved deeper and deeper, heading into the less visited areas of the city. His eyes were met with a sight beyond what he imagined, his gaze scanned over the eroded walls of the city and the fallen stones that littered the ground around him, he froze in place, eyes taking in the sight of the once strong walls reduced to cracked surfaces and tumbling stone.. He shook his head, hand moving downwards to grasp at the hammer upon his hip. He rushed from the Goi, moving into the housing area of the city, his hammer resting within his hand at his side. He moved to the door of Nurena’Yar, his arm swinging the hammer against the door, denting the wood as he roared out “Let it bi known, mi challenge latz! Nu Yazgurtan zhuld alluw our Goi to peep lyke zhiz!” He roared, slamming his hammer repeatedly into the door. After a few moments of such he allowed his hand to drop to his side.. Shaking his head slowly as he glanced around at the crowd of orcs that gathered. “Let it bi knuwn, Fauth’Lur challengez Nurena’Yar fur Yazgurtan!”

Starfelt#2929 its baby blue- 11kWhite floral – 6kRed Tailcoat- 7kMarie Antoinette 3kGreen!– 1k

Starfelt#2929its baby blue- 11kWhite floral – 4kRed Tailcoat- 7kMarie Antoinette 3kGreen!– 1k

Starfelt#2929its baby blue- 11kWhite floral – 3kPurple Loving- 3kRed Tailcoat- 7kMarie Antoinette 3kGreen!– 1k

Starfelt#2929its baby blue- 8kWhite floral – 3kPurple Loving- 3kRed Tailcoat- 7kMarie Antoinette 3kGreen!– 1k

Starfelt#2929 its baby blue- 5k White floral – 3k Purple Loving- 3k Red Tailcoat- 6k Marie Antoinette 3k Green!– 1k

Starfelt#2929 its baby blue- 5k White floral – 2k Purple Loving- 2k Red Tailcoat- 6k Marie Antoinette 3k Green!– 1k

This is also something within the next version of minecraft, the nether update. Its accessed through commands, but perhaps when we update it could be made.. accessible through crafting? I don’t even know if thats possible, but it would be really neat to have these.