Babadooks

this server ******* blows, shut it down please.

“Always good to see Lorraine thriving!” John d’Amaury smiles loudly from the skies! “Kill them all! No mercy!”

((this has me gagging and cringing at the same time xdd))

@Ggt I have sooooo many questions

Humphrey cringes as he hears of the news. “Who the **** even is Marcelius? Fake news!”

@Anderssn Yeah dude i totally agree with your statement on the matter at hand here, pvp totally rox.

Application RP: Name: Isaac Sorrells Age: 69 Affiliations, or Past Affiliations (IC, not OOC): House Fournier, Riveryn Experience, if any: a true bladmaster Place of Residence: New Riveryn Are you willing to PK if the proper roleplay permits?: absolutely not OOC: MC Name: babadooks 2.0 Discord (For an invite): already have Any questions or comments you may have: ill be on my alt, see u guys soon ps. miss u clegg

Ser John Ballard weeps as he hears of Martinus’ death.

Ser John Ballard smiles the Sun’s smile. “Very nice.”

I am currently a knight in the Empire of Man and looking to start a new house/family. Contact me through discord if interested! Andjew#0994

John Ballard smiles the Sun’s smile.

Elf man smiles, “Very nice.”

Hughes d'Amaury, March of Ardennes, adds his signature.

“Perhaps I am beholden to the mistakes of my ancestors, as I am not keen to repeat them again.” _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Since time in memorium, Heartlanders sought refuge in Aeldin. Great fiefs had been established as far back as the exodus via the many who settled from far away lands. Amongst them, even the great Lotharingia found salvation - albeit, not as the Kings they once were. Opportunity remained available to the great d’Amaury clan by way of Jessaline Gromach, who brought before the great human Emperor her son, Hughes d’Amaury. Knowing the exploits of Lotharingia and out of respect for his Horen blood, he took them in - but for the sins of his ancestors, the lands he ruled would not be for his children to inherit. Before them, they had a choice; settle their people and disappear into obscurity, or gather their strength and set sail for Atlas. The pride and prestige of the Stallion was not earned in resigning to fate - it was in seizing the day. For decades, they gathered strength as the remnants of their old kingdom returned to them. As the Sixtus fell, a new rush of blood entered the d’Amaury estates, and soon the paranoia of the Aeldinic Emperor drove him to insist the people not to remain, but prepare to reclaim their destiny. Abundant though is the mercy and generosity of the great House of Horen - he offered them the greatest fleet in the world for transport, and supplies enough to entice even the most common man. Smoke arose all over the encampments on the shore. These men descended from folks of Axios, the Heartlanders of an Eastern land. Banners of green and gold brought shone as both Hughes d’Amaury and the sun smiled upon them.

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thanks

*rallies with his friend* "yeah uh huh, lets do it."

oren bouta go downtown