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[!] The following missive is distributed throughout Haelun’or, pinned to posts and boards. [!]

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The Silver Petition

Of Amber Cold, 177 S.A.

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“I will take my departure from this Tarnished Empire”

Malaurir Seth Calith.

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We the undersigned do hereby petition the Sohaer - Theveus Sythaerin - to call an election immediately after the promulgation of this document, and to resign from his position as Sohaer of The Silver Empire of Haelun’or with immediate effect.

Our reasoning for this action is not born out of personal dislike, or contempt, or hatred - but rather, a wish to see our Blessed Nation restored to where she belongs - as a beacon of Progress and Life, in a world filled with Stagnation and Decay, the likes of which have now unfortunately seeped into the hearts and minds of those who profess to lead us.

It is a right - not given to us by any Government, but by the virtue of our Blessed Nature, that those who lead us do so with one foundational Principle in mind and at heart;

Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya

However, it is abundantly clear that the Sohaer and Government have lost sight of this ancient Principle - Progress and Health - and have abandoned all attempts to make Haelun’or Great Again.

Should the Sohaer consent to our request, no charges shall be brought against him for his neglectful leadership of our Nation, and he shall be free to live and act as all Citizens do. 

We pray that the Sohaer does what is right and does not defy the will of the Pure.

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Signed,

Malaurir Braxus Ni’leya,

Malaurir Eredael Rhenaer,

Eistalyn Othelu'Maehr,

Edgars Sullas An’asul,

Calathân an Naedwylm,

Gwen,

Incariol an Naedwylm,

Ardyll Visaj,

Royanë an Naedwylm,

Aeson Brodielonde,

Lyricadia Eyllistylar,

Taeleh Elibar’acal,

Seyulun Othello Maehr,

Khyana Brodielonde,

Gwaen Othelu'Maehr,

Galvorn an Naedwylm,

Celos,

Obok Metaldrinks,

Braern Brodielonde,

Lucilia Calith,

Skeral Tinuviel,

Feyre Brodielonde.

[!] Missives are distributed throughout Haelun’or, pinned to posts and boards. [!]

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Sohaer

4th of The Amber Cold,

Year 175 of the Second Age

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Your absence has not gone unnoticed.

The fate of the Blessed State of Haelun’or is tied to those who hold power in our illuminated society. As Power ebbs and flows, so too does the life of our Nation. Your lack of engagement and leadership has directly impacted the wellbeing of our Citizenry and our Home. I do not believe you to be a malefactor, nor do I believe that your mismanagement of our Society is malicious in nature, though the truth remains visible for all to see - Haelun’or yearns for direct and active leadership. It is owed to her and demanded by the Citizenry.

Our Blessed Council is ineffectual, it is not filled and blessed are those councilors who remain dutiful to the people of Haelun'or. Our citizenry has dwindled and our streets are empty. Our position in worldly affairs falls lower and lower each passing day, though you alone, given your authority as Sohaer, can change all of this. As a servant of Haelun'or, I intend to aid you in this time of great need.

As such, I offer you two solutions;

Call an election and resign from your Office, so that the people of Haelun’or - though scant, may have their say - so that the stain of stagnation can be eradicated and proper functioning of our State can resume,

OR

Appoint me as Medi’ir, so that I may take the reins of leading our Society forward. I have served Haelun’or for many centuries, as Medi’ir, as Sohaer and as Maheral. During my tenure, Haelun'or thrived and prospered. It is my intention to see our civilization thrive and prosper once more.

Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya

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Signed,

Malaurir Braxus Ni’leya

[!] Missives are distributed throughout Haelun’or, pinned to posts and boards. [!]

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We, the Inheritors

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Once, we presided over a vast dominion as was proper and natural, befitting our blessed stature. Envious were the Nation’s of the world, for our Cities bustled and thrived. They would flock to our Great Libraries and Magical Institutions, seeking knowledge and power - the kinds only the Blessed possessed. For Millenia, the children of Larihei prospered and by her divine legacy, we ascended the steps of greatness, positioning ourselves atop the Noble pedestal for all to see.

We were the light of the world

The inheritance bequeathed to us by The Silver Maiden, can be summarized in two words, though countless manuscripts have been written on the subject. This gift has fueled our hearths, nurtured our soil, manned our walls and filled our bookshelves. Yet we have abandoned this inheritance in favour of stagnation and decay.

Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya is the cornerstone of our Civilization

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This is not the first time in our history that we find ourselves without purpose, our homes empty, our peoples scattered. The wages of  ineptitude is ruin, and we have grown rich as of this hour. 

Where is our Maheral? Our Sohaer? Our People?

We do not have to live under these conditions, my friends. We are called to a higher purpose, a meaningful existence. We could once again return to the blessed path and carve out a bastion of Purity - of Perfection, wherein our streets buzz with the noise of our youth, eager to seize the day. Where Scholars and Poets, Mages and Statesmen lead our people forward to a better tomorrow, where Elvendom looks to us for guidance and strength.

I ask a question. 

Are We, the Inheritors of a Great and Noble civilization content with our dying Haelun’or?

The Hour Is Late

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Signed,

Malaurir Braxus Ni’leya

8 minutes ago, satinkira said:

I may be getting confused, but it shows in the screenshots you linked to the report that you forgave them for their conduct - why are you submitting a report after stating that you'd forgiven them?

 

Forgiving someone does not necessarily mean that there shouldn't be consequences, especially when the person acts maliciously. I do not hold any ill-feelings towards WizardWhisper for what they have done, but this does not mean that I do not believe that there ought to be consequences. If she didn't act maliciously, then that's a different story.

Player(s) Being Reported

WizardWhisper

Rule(s) Broken

Harassment

Player(s) Involved

Tiocfaidh_ar_la, WizardWhisper

Explanation

Relevant Material

Evidence of uncooperative conduct.

Desired Result of Report

Moderation Intervention

Before posting on this thread, please review the Report Rules.

MC Name: Tiocfaidh_ar_la

Discord: Gavin#9895

Image: 

Description of Image: The COA of d'Viuva

Dimensions: 2 x 1

[The following missive is pinned to the notice board of Portoregne]

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To Challenge a Prince

Issued 13th of The Grand Harvest Year 91, from the Estate d’Viuva.

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Your Highness,

I hope this letter finds you in good health, Ezren of Tuvia. It is with great reluctance that I find myself compelled by honour to address you in this matter, but your recent actions have left me with no alternative.

Your repeated displays of rudeness, condescension, and pomposity have not gone unnoticed. It is a matter of principle and honour that I can no longer tolerate such behavior without responding in a manner befitting a person of high standing.

Therefore, I extend to you, a challenge to duel. 

As a token of courtesy, I extend to you the ability to choose the time and place of this duel. It shall be fought in a traditional manner, with the sword. Should you see fit to decline this invitation, it would only further cement the opinions of many regarding your character.

May this duel serve as a means to restore civility and honor to our interactions, and may the outcome guide you towards a more respectful demeanor in the future.

I await your response.

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Signed,

The Royal Procurator of the Kingdom of Balian, Lucian Alexander d’Viuva

The Royal Procurator, Lucian Alexander d'Viuva returns home to Portoregne covered in blood and sweat, a hard fought battle, but a well fought battle. The Son of a Vintner had now become a Warrior, fighting for the land he loved. He no longer dreaded the battlefield, but instead had come to accept that in order to see the land and Kingdom he loved flourish, the enemies of Balian would have to return to GOD for judgement.

The Royal Procurator sits in his office reading the missive, his eyes narrowed. Though he wished the War would end, he knew that only a United force could take on the evil that was attempting to cross the threshold of Good, but more importantly, that Good would in the end, triumph over evil.

The Royal Procurator, with his usual posturing - arms folded behind his back, a warm and inviting countenance, strolls along the newly renovated and expanded section of the Capital, inhaling the fresh Sea air deep into his lungs. Thoughts pertaining to matters of finance and trade flood his mind as he makes off towards his office, meandering through the busy Pier of Adrian I.

Lucian Alexander d'Viuva offers a singular and solemn, "Hail, Queen Sybille", as he reads the missive pinned to a notice board on the streets of Portoregne.

Lucian Alexander d'Viuva mourns the deceased King from within the confines of his estate. A good and Noble King is what he shall remember him as.

Adrian the Adored

"May he rest in Peace, wrapped in GOD's embrace for eternity." He would state resolutely, concluding his prayer.

Whilst tending to communal vines around the City of Portoregne, Lucian Alexander d'Viuva recounted his previous battles, though merely a young man of Twenty-Two, he had already seen enough of War. His hopes were simple - for this war to end so that he could tend to his vines in peace, and for the winds of fortune to gently blow his way, that he might build on his Father's legacy and restore his humble house of Vintner's to their once affluent position.

Lucian Alexander d'Viuva reads over the missive with interest, he cannot help but smile as he reads the address of the Princess.

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MC Name:

         Tiocfaidh_ar_la

Character's Name:

         Lucian Marstock

Character's Age:

         18

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Further Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Luvlessly

Teacher's RP Name:

         Elizabeth

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

MC Name:

         Tiocfaidh_ar_la

Character's Name:

         Lucian Marstock

Character's Age:

         18

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Corcitura

Teacher's MC Name:

         Luvlessly

Teacher's RP Name:

         Elizabeth

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

Minecraft IGN

Tiocfaidh_ar_la

Discord ID

Gavin#9895

Timezone

GMT

What focus-area of the Moderation Team interests you the most?

Server Moderation/Conflict Moderation

Why have you decided to apply for the Moderation Team?

I have been playing on LOTC for over Ten years now and have seen many different iterations of the server and the player base come and go. I have come to the conclusion that one of the most fundamental aspects for a good server is the quality of staff who moderates it. I have decided to apply for the Moderation Team as I believe I would be a very capable and positive addition. I am a big believer in the idea that conflict, when it exists organically and is based in RP, can contribute positively to the overall quality of the server, though when conflict begins OOC'ly and then makes its way into RP, or when conflict transcends RP into OOC, this can have devastating impacts on the overall health of the server. I want to do my part to make sure that conflict occurs in a healthy manner and that it is moderated fairly. Aside from dealing with just conflict, I want to also help out the community as a Moderator, dealing with various tickets, et cetera.

At the end of the day, we are all here to enjoy ourselves. I want to play my part in making that goal realized for players by dealing with any issues that arise in a fair, methodical and level headed manner.

What can you offer to the team?

I am set to graduate in August with a B.A in Philosophy (this may be the only time in my life that it will ever be a positive thing to have studied), which has given me the ability  to really analyze things critically and from multiple perspectives. Not only this, but it has helped me to develop very strong communication skills - I can communicate clearly, coherently and efficiently. I like to be very thorough when explaining myself so as to cover all bases and not leave any doubt. This makes me a very good team worker, I can communicate my ideas and opinions in a neutral and constructive way. Given that I have been on LOTC for a very long time, I have come to understand the varying community dynamics of various player bases, having NL'd myself once (though one could argue twice). I understand the nuances between different player groups and being a Nation Leader during a very difficult period, I can effectively mediate between different, opposing player groups, in a fair and level headed manner.

If you were the Mod Admin, what would you change about the server?

One of the fundamental purposes of Moderation is to set in place, a comprehensive standard for moderating and resolving various issues. One of the problems that has always existed on LOTC, which continues to this day to cause harm, is the lack of a set standard to judge players and to judge ban appeals. As it currently stands, someone could have a temporary ban of one month, that appeal can be claimed by a moderator but not deliberated upon for an unlimited time after. Not only is this unfair, but it is also to my mind, an abuse of power. Another issue related to ban appeals is that there seems to be no objective measure for what constitutes a successful/unsuccessful appeal. Currently, it comes down to the discretion of an individual moderator or group of moderators. The issue with this, is that several moderator's could simply dislike a person and so would vote against the appeal, even if the player had admitted fault, expressed regret and was sorry for what they had done. The opposite also applies here. No one is perfect, we all make mistakes, but this kind of laissez-faire moderation when it comes to ban appeals is in need of major reform. It harms the player base, it harms moderation and it enables abuses of power.

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Hello!, new House created. If it piques your interest, feel free to send me a message on discord: Gavin#9895
 

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The House d’Viuva

Est. Year 49, Kingdom of Balian.

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House History

The House d’Viuva began among root and stem in the humble vineyards of Balian’s outskirts. Peter and Helena d'Viuva's love story unfolded like the delicate petals of a grapevine flower. Originating from impoverished beginnings, their lives intertwined amidst the vines they tended. The grape-stained days turned into starlit nights as they discovered not just the art of winemaking but the art of falling deeply in love.

Their journey, marked by resilience and shared dreams, led them to mastery in the alchemy of turning humble grapes into nectarous wines. It wasn't just a business; it was a passion, a shared vision that bound them tighter than the tendrils of the vines they nurtured. As the years wove their tale, Peter and Helena decided to unite their destinies in matrimony.

Married and determined, they planted the seeds of their own vineyard, each row a testament to their commitment. The fruit of their labor, aptly named Vida d'Viuva, became a reflection of their shared history, a wine that whispered of love, sacrifice, and triumph.

Amidst the vines, a mystical encounter added an unexpected twist to their tale. Legend spoke of a centaur, drawn by the intoxicating aroma of Vida d'Viuva, who found his way into their estate. Entranced by the exquisite wine, the centaur proposed a pact: he would become the guardian of their vineyard, offering protection with his mythical presence, in exchange for a steady supply of the cherished elixir.

Whispers of the centaur's vigilant watch spread, creating an air of enchantment around the vineyard. Some doubted the tale, dismissing it as a fanciful yarn woven through the grapevines, while others swore they glimpsed the silhouette of the mythical guardian in the moonlit vineyard.

In the midst of this enchanting backdrop, the d'Viuva family blossomed. Lucian Alexander, the firstborn, and Cybele Olympia, his spirited twin, brought laughter and vitality to the vineyard. Sofia Hera, a vision of grace and charm, followed, her footsteps echoing through the rows of vines. Nicolo Antonio and Peter Helena completed the brood, each adding their unique flavor to the family's dynamic.

The d'Viuva children, raised amidst the vines, became an integral part of the winemaking legacy. From a young age, they learned the nuances of the trade, the scent of fermenting grapes and the touch of the soil becoming as familiar to them as the embrace of their parents.

The twins, Lucian and Cybele, displayed an innate understanding of the vines, a connection that mirrored their parents' love for the land. Sofia, with her refined palate, showed promise as a future sommelier. Rhea, the quiet observer, absorbed the secrets of winemaking with a keen eye, while the youngest, Peter Helena, named after their parents, brought a sense of joy and mischief to the vineyard.

As the d'Viuva family flourished, so did Vida d'Viuva. The vineyard echoed with the laughter of the children, a symphony of familial bonds woven into the very fabric of the estate. The mystical centaur, their guardian, seemed to watch over not just the vines but also the growing family, adding an air of enchantment to their daily lives, or so it was said.

In the heart of the vineyard, tragedy struck the d'Viuva family like a thunderstorm on a clear day. The moon, which had once bathed their vines in a soft glow, now witnessed a harrowing event that would forever alter the family's destiny.

It began with the distant echoes of hooves and the menacing whispers of a bandit raid. The night air, once filled with the fragrance of ripening grapes, now carried the acrid scent of danger. The bandits, driven by greed and malice, descended upon the vineyard like a swarm of locusts.

Awoken by the commotion, Peter and Helena, the stalwart guardians of both family and vines, rallied to defend their haven. The clash between the defenders of love and the purveyors of chaos echoed through the vine rows, a bitter symphony of desperation.

Despite their valor, the bandits proved ruthless. In the darkness, blades clashed, and the once serene vineyard became a battlefield. The tragedy unfolded swiftly, leaving sorrow in its wake. Peter and Helena fought valiantly, but the cruel hands of fate dealt them a devastating blow.

As the moon bore witness to the unfolding tragedy, the youngest, Peter Helena, became an unwitting casualty in the crossfire. His laughter, once the melody of innocence was silenced, and his promising future extinguished in the chaos.

The bandits, having plundered and razed the vineyard, vanished into the night, leaving behind a landscape of destruction. The once-lush vines now stood as twisted sentinels in a desolate realm. The news of the d'Viuva family's demise spread like wildfire, a lamentation echoing through the villages. Vida d'Viuva, once a symbol of triumph, now carried the weight of a tragic tale. The bandit attack had stolen more than just the family's lives; it had robbed the world of a love story, leaving behind a haunted vineyard as a testament to the fragility of dreams and the cruel capriciousness of fate. Four d’Viuvans now find themselves in Portoregne at the precipice of destiny, led by the House Patriarch, Lucian Alexander.

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The first d’Viuva Estate, Est circa 44.

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House Traditions

Birth

In the harmonious family cycle, the tradition of Birth echoes with the promise of renewal. As a new life enters the fold, a symbolic planting ceremony unfolds. The soil, enriched by the remnants of past vintages, becomes the cradle for fresh vines. With each bottle emptied in remembrance of the departed, a new crop takes root, weaving tendrils into the familial legacy. The fragility of infancy mirrors the delicate buds emerging from the earth, carrying the potential for future vintages. Birth, intertwined with the sacred vineyard soil, celebrates the eternal dance between life and death, where each bottle emptied signals not just a farewell but a greeting to the generations yet to come.

Coming of Age

For one’s Coming of Age ceremony, each individual crafts a singular bottle of wine, a vintage that mirrors their journey into adulthood. The process begins with the careful selection of grape varieties, symbolizing personal traits and experiences. As the grapes ripen, the initiate tends to them with meticulous care, learning the art of patience and nurturing. The harvest marks pivotal moments in their life, from the sweetness of triumphs to the tannins of challenges. Fermentation becomes a metaphor for personal growth, transforming raw experiences into a complex, refined essence. The bottled creation, a unique blend of self-discovery, serves as a tangible reminder of their transformative passage into maturity.

Banishment

The somber family tradition of Banishment culminates in a ritual that casts the banished individual's crafted wine into oblivion. Upon their expulsion, the family assembles to pour the untouched wine onto the central hearth, a libation never to be savored or shared. This act symbolizes a decisive disownment, severing familial bonds in a final, irreversible gesture. The once-celebrated vintage becomes a testament to estrangement, its essence forever denied to those who once crafted it. This ritual, though laden with bitterness, signifies the expulsion of the individual from the familial vineyard, a stark farewell echoing the fractures within the family's ties.

Burial
The final chapter of an individual's life unfolds with a sacred ritual. Upon their passing, the departed is gently laid to rest within the familial vault, surrounded by the echoes of generations past. Simultaneously, the bottle of wine crafted during their coming of age is uncorked in a symbolic communion. As the family gathers, they share in the vintage, sipping from glasses raised to honor the departed. The remaining wine, a poignant elixir infused with the essence of a life well-lived, is poured onto the vineyard soil. This act signifies the cyclical nature of existence, as the departed's spirit nourishes the very vines from which future generations will craft their own vintages, perpetuating the legacy.

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[!] A letter is pinned to the front door of the Vuiller Estate, County of Aquilae [!]

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The Flight of an Eagle

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On the journey of life, there comes a poignant moment when the fledgling eagle must spread its wings and soar beyond the nest that cradled its beginnings. Likewise, as a man embarks on the journey of adulthood, there emerges a juncture where he, too, must take flight from the comforting embrace of his family home.

The departure signifies not a severance but a transformation—a metamorphosis from dependency to self-sufficiency. The young eagle, once sheltered by the familiar branches of the nest, now confronts the vast expanse of the sky. Similarly, the man steps away from the haven of his childhood, compelled by the call of independence and the promise of forging his own destiny.

This flight is not without its challenges. Buffeted by the winds of uncertainty, the eagle learns to navigate the currents, just as the man grapples with the unpredictability of life. Yet, within these challenges lies the essence of growth. The eagle learns to trust its wings, and the man discovers the resilience within himself to build anew.

As we witness the flight of the eagle, we recognize the cyclical nature of life—a continuous journey of leaving and arriving, of spreading wings and finding new horizons. The departure is not a farewell; it is an invitation to embrace the freedom that comes with forging one's own path. The flight of an eagle is a testament to the courage required to embark on the journey of self-discovery and the pursuit of a life that is uniquely one's own.

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A young Vuiller spreads his wings and dives from the nest, emerging among the heavens, a new man.

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Signed,

Godric Harald Veranza

Godric Harald of the House Vuiller reads over the announcement with great interest from within the homely confines of the Aquilae Estate.

"A Noble Monarch, shall Her Highness become - in her own time."

"About Time.."

Murmurs Godric as his brother Johan announces the news to him from within the confines of the Vuiller Estate, a small smile etched onto his visage.

REGISTRATION FORM

Full Name: Godric Harald Vuiller

Age: 20

Address of Residence: Vuiller Estate, County of Aquilae, Kingdom of Balian.

((IGN: )) Tiocfaidh_ar_la | Lutan1c

((Discord: )) Gavin#9895

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