Malgonious

Very much looking forward to the resurgence of events!

Controversial, I like it l;^]>

A good read, looking forward to your future work!

banned for advertisement of other servers.

lighting a candle for the barmy army [*]

Ser Hakon Ruric, bloodied and battered from the recent engagement would receive a raven detailing the death of Oscar Lancefield. "Oren has lost one of it's finest." Hakon would raise the mug in his honor, nodding.

Bold and brash, a quality work of art... nay.. A masterpiece~!

Hakon would inform the guards of Elrach's debt and bar entry to the festivities should he leave them unpaid.

Ser Hakon would receive a report of such a Guild, and express interest in sharing his knowledge with the group in order to train the up and coming Smiths of Axios.

Ill pay 1200 for a top shaded one. Can you reference this: http://imgur.com/a/5vNwc and my character https://gyazo.com/cbe89480144407cc4eb8264bbcd4983a

Ser Hakon would observe a stir of Uruk activity within the Empire and would dispatch a letter to the Rex of the Uzg, "If you require aid in any manner, the Ashguard shall be at your back my good friend. Godan guide your hunt."

Any race is allowed. Especially those within the axis.

The prideful Vîlachian fair, dancers, actors, singers and fools perform at the fair. The Peasant’s Fair Started by the people and ran by the people, the Peasant’s fair is one of rich culture and odd traditions. The mountain tribe that once inhabited the Northern Steppe of Krajia take to their old traditions, bringing about the peasant’s fair. Dancing, music, binging and drinking, all are qualities one might find themself partaking in the peasant’s fair. Stalls shall be erected to host fun games, events, and activities to partake in. The Ashen Pits will be open throughout the melee tournament to warm-up warriors, as well as partake in a merry brawl or two for a few minae. The proceeding will be overseen by the Ashguard, Warhawke, and Dreadlandic Warriors to ensure chaos is kept to a minimum. Unlike the past peasant fair, this particular one is to celebrate the successful colonization of the Dreadlands and to celebrate their safe journey from the blighted lands of Vailor. A land that they once called home, long before nations of Aegis arrived. Self-Proclaimed King of Ruska and Hetman of Krajia, Sveneld Ivanovich-Carrion feasting two months before his death. Godan’s Feast In light of the conversion to Orthodoxy, the House of Rurik has opened it’s doors to all men and women of Godan, offering food and drink to whoever might appear at their doorstep. Godan’s Feast is a celebrated tradition hosted annually by the late Hetman, Sveneld Ivanovich-Carrion, however due to his recent death the middle-aged Hakon Rurik has accepted the responsibility and began preparations for this year’s feast. All races of any colour and culture are welcome to the feast, so long as Godan’s light shines through. The brave men of Norland defending the Ash Tree of Avar; their last stand against the Imperial Invasion. Saint August’s Champion The all melee tournament, ‘Saint August’s Champion’ is a tournament in which every man of the Dreadland fights for the mantle of champion. An old exercise used many a time by the late Saint, used in particular to determine his best soldier incase need for a champion or trial. This exercise kept persistent rivalries in House Blackmont and helped to encourage soldiers to perform wild acts of bravery in order to be noticed for their heroics. The tournament is a single bracket, best of one tournament with a best of three semi-finale, and a finale best of five.. Many blood to be shed and a jolly day to see, drinks and food served at the tournament. Gambling is permitted and overseen by House Rurik. The Fair shall begin on 8/19/2016 4 PM EST.

Good fight to all!

Powerful.

nuts :(

Don Gero would pick up a flier for the legendary Frog Shop, "My choir could use some extra funds, sign me up!"

"Piss off."

Ser Hakon would gaze out in the distance to his allies westward. "Those Warhawkes are good men and women. Good values, good morals, and very friendly too." Hakon would state bluntly to those grinding in the fortress. "I've nothing bad to say about such people... Ensure they're well armed, Chilfroy, a shipment of our finest steelworks." Hakon would wave his brother off as the wagons prepare themselves to heft westward.

Ser Hakon would read the mentally handicapped summary of the Tome, "Wow, that's pretty good!"