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About Zarexan

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    "This our town of Halloween..."
  • Birthday 11/21/2001

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    Leyunia, Azdal, Renwick
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    Elf, Cave Dwarf, Adunian

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  1. ={ OOC }= MC NAME: CastResurrection DISCORD: Zarexan#5162 TIMEZONE: CST ={ RP }= NAME: Renwick Abernathy Morgrave AGE: Twenty-Two RACE: Adunian NOTABLE SKILLS: Blacksmith, Fletcher, Sword-Training, Armor-Training, Horseback Riding.
  2. Leyu thinks real hard on the fact this tradition existed before Destiny 1 :thonk: ((Added Coords to Marsumar for the event.))
  3. Festival of The Lost “Those we lost we shall honour.” Music [!] Fliers would be spread out throughout Arcas, calling notice to Marsumar’s Festival of The Lost! “Greetings denizens of Arcas, Marsumar will be hosting a Festival of The Lost, all are welcomed to attend if they wish, there will be games, plenty of food, pumpkin carving, and dancing, lots of fun in store for all who attend! However it is required that one attends in formal attire with a themed mask.” A date & time would be stamped at the bottom of the page! (Event is being held on Friday, the 18th, 7pm-11pm EST. Masks required, be it sugar skulls, or otherwise decorated and fancy masks. Showing up in full plate armr and a mask isnt formal, so pls, no.) ((MARSUMAR IS LOCATED PAST THE KORVASSA DESERT, -1645, 12, 1254. Easiest path is from Sutica towards Aegrothond, following the path over the temporary lily pads, and following the road to your right once you reach Korvassa.)) (its 2am and i wanna sleep pls let me sleep so i dont have to write anymore)
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    Mother's Fall

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    Mother's Fall

    Blood, gore, entrails and flesh flashed in Azdal’s mind as he remembered the occurrences of the fight, horrific and gory images plaguing his mind as hallucinations of those they lost replaced the shadows that ate the walls of his house. He remembered the farm house, the beautiful peace and serenity he felt within it’s embrace, Mother and his companions sat at the long table and ate the apple pie they were given, happy and fulfilled despite the horrors they endured outside at the battle of the Flesh Tear, they had all completely forgotten their goal when they entered the void, all they knew was the happiness this illusion gave them, though Azdal felt something was wrong, entering the outdoors with the endless wheat fields, rain began to patter his armor, grasping to remove his helmet and allow it to soak his hair and eye, wait..He only had one eye, he was unable to recall losing such at first, before the horrors of the Flesh Tunnel in Aegrothond flooded his mind, the trees withered around him, the wheat turned to ash and rain turned to dry air, panic filled his mind and he began to hyperventilate, the true goal that brought him and his kin to the Void itself. Jorvin, Azdal. Kazrin, Torvik, Torgrim & Grilthram entered the house and witnessed the true horror, the Apple PieTM they were previously eating had turned to flesh, gore and intestines, and the peace they felt vanished, Mother began to cackle maniacally as she began to seize and the house around them began to rot, the army they had brought began to remember as well, realizing what was wrong with the situation, and they all took to arms once more, rushing out of the house to find the wonderful wheat field and blue skies had turned to a cave of pure flesh, bones and crystals, a massive pulsating heart hanging from the ceiling, and a tower of flesh held Elswyn the Druid hostage, horrors of the illusion entered their minds and tried to dissuade them from fighting, though their will proved stronger and they pushed forward, rushing the 30ft and growing tiger, ripping into her flesh as others eyed Elswyn, and turned to rush and save her, the battle blurred together..Time went on and wounds were dealt to the Voidal Horror and the Attackers. Jorvin immediately started charging his Starhammer, it began to spin and spark electricity as time went on, Kazrin began to make his spear float and charge for throwing, both aiming for the pulsating heart at the ceiling. The Paladins, Elvira, Druids, Humans, and all others that attended fought the gigantic tiger of flesh whilst a few select druids and Azdal himself ran to free Elswyn from the flesh tower. The Druids & Feanor made their way to the top, whilst Azdal, unknowing of this path, climbed the side, however upon noticing they were trying to free the Druid Elswyn, Mother jumped upon the pillar and knocked Azdal off, before repeated attacks on the Heart, specifically the Starhammer slamming into it repeatedly, was now obviously the weak point, sent Mother ragdolling off to the side and allowed the Descendants to attack once more, though subjected the group to a flurry of attacks at the hands, or rather feet, of Mother. Azdal and Torvik stood atop a purple crystal, with Azdal on Torvik’s shoulder, and Mother distracted, Torvik threw Azdal as far as he could, allowing the one-eyed dwedmer to slam into mother’s back and dig his blade deep within, whilst Lilach stabbed the ever-loving **** out of Mother’s head from the inside, Azdal began to tear into Mother’s back and cause as much damage as possible, secured by his sword and spiked boots. Jorvin once again, for a final time, threw his electrified hammer at the Heart and delivered one of the final blows to it, which effectively caused the Heart to fall and Mother to grow immensely weak, while the battle was supposedly won, things took a turn for the worst.. Grief showed himself once more, grasping the Gem that gave Mother life, along with two other gems from the other Tears that the Descendants had defeated, after a ‘Thanos Monologue’, he crushed the gems and exploded in a field of pure voidal energy, the very realm around them began to crack and fall apart as the injured Descendants suffered volleys of bone-shards and gory debris, rushing towards the House they had arrived in and through a portal that was opened for them..Finally escaping with the final Mana Gem they needed to disable the force field around Grief’s tear..Though at what cost? Their minds were scarred, they would never be the same after the fight with Mother. Honorable Mentions: The Deer, that valiantly fought and carried Elswyn out of the Voidal Realm on their back. The Azdrazi that used his fire magic, good lad. Torgrim, who wrote the entire goddamn time. And everyone else that fought during this event.
  6. Azdal grins as he enters the void to shank the ***** that took his eye.
  7. A quivering, furious ‘Ame sat in her room within the Arvellon manor as she dipped her quill into ink and began to write away in the dim room, taking a few hours to make as many copies as possible before setting out to place them within Irrinor, moving off to then place them within the nearby nation of Fenn, Curon, Ves, and any others her barefooted self could get too. ”Despite this mistake of a war, despite recognizing their fault, Irrinor continues in it’s self-destructive acts. Today the High Chieftain of the Irrinor City murdered a Kharajyr child in cold blood, and attempted to kill another, multiple witnesses can attest to this horrendous act, unbecoming of someone in his position. Damn the man that brings dishonor upon his people and his city, shame the man that defends the act of killing an innocent child.”
  8. brother come back 

  9. ((Updated the post, plenty of road signs on the way.))
  10. [!] Notices are posted along the streets of Marsumar, and upon the various public noticeboards of Arcas, written in elegant cursive and signed by Leyunia K. Zyltris, reading as followed. [!] The Sigil of House Zyltris ”Greetings Denizens of Arcas, upon the eve of this stone night I will be leading a Lecture at the Crimson University stationed within Marsumar, the subject focused on the Fundamentals of The Void, feel free to attend if you wish. Food and drink will be provided during said lecture. – L.K.Z.” (The event is being held at 7-8pm EST, Marsumar is located past the Korvassa Desert, in the valleys. Plenty of road signs on the way to it.)
  11. Leyunia squints at the name ‘Elnirith’, giving a long sigh as she heads to Sutica to beat the **** out of a high elf.
  12. Amrynn sat idly in the room of her vineyard, her tired eyes soaked with tears as she continued to write upon the paper in-front of her, her hand shaking violently as she finished the paper, which was now stained with tears, crimson orbs alight with sorrow as she lay it infront of her to dry, wiping her tears as she wandered down to the front of her house, exiting for a moment to nail the paper to the gate, before re-entering her house and giving a moment of silence to herself as she uncorked the bottle of nightsap, downing it, waiting for a few moments before she felt the heavy weight upon her eyelids start to push, her crimson eyes closing as she fell into the eternal slumber she wished for, the Raven lay to rest.. The notice upon her gate was as follows: “Do not attempt to reach me, for I now lay to rest, I have made many mistakes and they have taken their toll, my demons have overcome me, but let this be a farewell. To Naffog: Thank you for the lessons of life, and the consoling you gave me in my time of need. To Sahar: Thank you for the company in times where I felt low, and for the teachings you gave me. Your sculpture is outside your room. To Ylva: Thank you for the time you gave me, love, I will forever be in your heart and your mind, do not blame yourself for my death, but live for me. To everyone else: Thank you for the time we had together, I will miss you all dearly, with much love, Amrynn Valerius Telvaroth. ((Not playing her anymore, figured I’d give her a flair post for no other reason than to add another post to this subforum.))
  13. Name: Ivanna Marrow Race: Human Age: Nineteen Discord#: Asimulum#9120
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