JuliusAakerlund

ELECTORAL SURVEY FOR THE PEOPLE OF HANSETI-RUSKA RESPECTED IS THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE Written by Adrian Erik Colborn The city of Karosgrad in its bustle were men and women handing out papers for any who went along its streets. They offered a smile, even a warm drink and bread for any reader so they may find some respite from the cold weather and famine. At the bottom of the paper is attached a survey ready to be filled in so you may share your views with the writer. GOOGLE FORM (The Survey) https://forms.gle/GsbVjbnPBRVRHaFCA May the reader be in a good health and well-fed during this time of strife. The Kongzem of Hanseti-Ruska and by extension, its people are under a lot of pressure resulting from the Troll invaders and the lack of food left behind by their escapades. We the common man and woman are divided between many professions such as a soldier in the ranks of the HRA safeguarding the Kongzem, smiths working the harsh anvil and forge, bakers stoking oven fires to bake bread, farmers ensuring we are all fed. We carry in our hands likewise a responsibility as the HRA does to safeguard the Kongzem, to safeguard its sanctity. It is much simpler to give up in face of injustice, to lay down your shield and sword in the face of adversity and to succumb to the unwavering tides of chaos. I know however that we all have the strength in us to persist. I am a newcomer to the Kongzem but my ancestors are far from strangers to our fair state, far from strangers to the people and their struggles and far from strangers from the battles we fight every day. My family was ravaged by what is known today as the Vaeyl Wars a struggle much reminisce of our current time and its battle against these Rime-Trolls. It was my ancestor Godric Colborn as well as Matthew Colborn the then Palatine of Haense who fought at the war front. With the many sacrifices back then the state recovered and victory was had, some sacrificed more than others, but may my existence prove that even those most harmed survived and recovered. For as my family lost Matthew Colborn to the culmination of the war, so likewise we ensured many more survived. We would have perished had we not persisted these words I hope we never forget. I may not have the expertise in war such as Matthew Colborn nor the physical strength as my great-grandfather Godric Colborn. But I have in me the strength to persist and the will to be the vessel of change and to carry out a duty to serve the people of this Kongzem. It is as such that I ask of you to speak your mind, may your words be heard and respected. It is the people of this Kongzem that is our most valued treasure, the gem of our fair state, the most precious of things. May your words be like gozemer fashioned to be worn and tide us towards change. Let us persist together, I hope to speak and meet with you all to hear your woes and worries, to better represent your will. (If you leave your address in the survey you will be contacted for a visit) GOOGLE FORM (The Survey) https://forms.gle/GsbVjbnPBRVRHaFCA Signed, Alderman-Candidate Adrian Erik Colborn

"I prefer the word Haensetian or Haenseti, always made me giggle." Robert I says to Otto II as they converse peacefully about the doings of their descendants. @Pureimp10

IGN: Julius55 Character Name: Adrian Erik Colborn Age: 20 Place of Residence / Street Address: Koenastriet II Position: Alderman

DONATION TO THE CROWN By House Colborn We, your filial servants of House Colborn in service to the crown and as our ancient duties edict will with wholeheartedness, donate our resources and capabilities to the crown. In speaking to the Koeng’s most loyal retainer the Palatine Maric var Ruthern, we’ve been told to work with one Ser Brandt Barclay. We call upon you Ser Brandt to cooperate with us so that the goods may be delivered swiftly, in your trusted hands sit our efforts. It is our hopes that this donation will serve to hasten the construction of ‘the expansion’ as our Koeng demands. Listed below are the resources we wish to deliver to the crown as swiftly as possible. CRAFTING MATERIALS Aurum - 407 Copper - 493 Tin - 219 Ferrum - 1756 Coal - 1951 Lapis - 1032 Redstone - 960 Maple - 359 Applewood - 103 BUILDING MATERIALS Terracotta - 13824 Spruce - 5014 Dark Oak - 5301 Krusae zwy kongzem, Adrian Erik Colborn.

THE TREE RETURNS TO ITS ROOTS An Unexpected Journey & Return I At sea, the waves clamoured to strike against the bows of sturdy ships. The wind carried the fleet forward at a fast pace its force keeping the ships unsteady yet unbroken. Though it is nothing but the norm even the most seasoned of sailors hold but respect, perhaps even fear for the sea and its monstrous depths, each unrelenting wave a gruesome reminder of this truth. The largest of the ships at the center of the fleet stuck out like a sore thumb, on its deck sat cargo of varying size, boxes and fastened wood. With the early light of morn came the sailor hands most young to snuff out the candles as to not waste precious wax, save for the captain there was only one other who had been on deck before them. At the very front of the bow, past the masts and most ropes stood a black-haired figure. The early sunlight wrapped around his black hair though the sides were shaven a ponytail dangled at the back. Bound around his waist was a rope tied to the nearby mast and his foot sat perched as to get a better view with his spyglass. In the far distance, he spied land and its green sea as well as tall mountains. How long had it been he wondered? How long had it been since the Raven and the Crow? How long had it been since the kingdom lay its first stone? While in his thoughts heavy-footed steps came from behind before coming to a quick halt. “You’re up early as always Adrian.” With a turn of his head, Adrian brought down the spyglass to reveal his grey eyes, looking over the armoured figure before him. His words came out through a wide set smile “Ah, Manfred!” So it was him sneaking up on me he thought to himself while reaching out a hand to point towards land, towards Almaris, towards their future. “We’re not far off now Manfred, we’re not far off.” With wistful words, his gaze followed where he pointed as they gained a spirited glint. “I see it…” Manfred spoke with his hand coming to rest beneath his chin while walking closer in the distance he could barely make out the Almaris coastline. “I see it as well just remember to stay true to yourself young Lord a lot has changed since ages past.” Adrian became thoughtful as he began to think of the past “I wonder how they are doing, how is our King? Is he fair as he was in the past? Does he carry the weight of the crown properly and with the dignity of a crow?” Adrian’s smile grew only wider and warmer as he spoke. “I wonder how they are doing, how are our friend and family? How are the people of Haense? How are the Rutherns we fought side by side with, the Amadors, even those old rival Kovachevs!” Putting the spyglass back into its holder he breathed out deeply before speaking again. “I wonder will they accept us? Will they welcome our return?” Letting out a slight chuckle the grizzled and brown bearded Manfred rumbled out “May it be so young Lord I don’t doubt a Colborn would be welcomed in Haense. But what are you to say if they ask where you’ve all been? They must also wonder as you do and be uncertain of why it has taken so long.” Some worry flashed over Adrian’s features his spirited eyes dimming ever so slightly before brightening once again. “I’m certain they’ll understand, we lost too much during the Vaeyl Wars and it has taken us this long to recuperate. It is only natural to return after being able to serve the Crow King properly for what reason are we to live off of past glories and accomplishments? To be a parasite living off of the crown?” With his eyes gazing towards Almaris his confidence found him. “It doesn’t matter how rich one might be or how much power one might have we’ve always regarded Haense as our treasure, its people the gem of our eye. If I die knowing my hands helped my fellow man I will have the pride to carry my head high in the seven skies, that is our pride, the pride of Colborn’s that to serve something larger than the self.” “Wisely said, young Lord where shall we set course? The men are restless.” Manfred turned to the gathering crowd which had listened in. There were men and women, Scylfing clans the lot of them that had been gathered together from the distant reaches of the land. In Haense awaited their long lost brothers and sisters that remained on Athera since those ancient times. They were a stubborn folk of the earth and soil, daring in death, willful in life, free-spirited and kind to those who’ve earned it. Turning to greet them Adrian motioned to the captain off in the distance. “Set course for home!” He called out loudly as everyone broke out into laughter returning to their hardy work, Manfred and Adrian gave each other a knowing smile. Travelling along the untended roads of Almaris was a long winding oxen caravan on its sides horses carried forth in a protective guard. They had made a days rest and journey since making landfall near the swamps and if the weather offered it they’d make it into the Haeseni Heartlands shortly. Two horses came riding past the middle of the caravan the horses were black but one sported a spot of white in between its eyes which was ridden by a brown bearded man. “What did my brother say they called the capital nowadays?” Called a youth from beside Manfred. “Karosgrad, did you not read the letters properly Adrian? Truly what would your father think of you…” “Don’t be dull Manfred! We’re not a travelling band of entertainers but retainers, there’s a stark difference.” He seemed a little embarrassed as he was caught forgetful by his compatriot, lips becoming terse. Manfred smiled as he spoke dotingly with a slight tease of tone. “Is that so? I thought a good retainer would learn properly as to better serve the crown, no?” With a slight flush, the young Lord became talkative once more. “I’d just forgotten in my excitement, Karosgrad you say? It is a fitting name that befits a capital inhabited by the Crow’s descendants. Karl was always special I suppose it is no surprise our ancestor Carr was always the lesser-known of the two. But his honour is our honour but we can perhaps come off as a little zealous to others. How many cities have we named after him by now? Not to mention the terrain which have borne his name or perhaps even churches.” By now in the distance, he could see the red walls and the inviting arch of the first gateway of the Kingdom. The young Colborn and the caravan entered with him making it down the city centre street and onto the square, oxen lead carts lined up finely towards the palace. The city was alive and rife with the fair and celebration of independence. “Go on then.” Encouraged Manfred as he noticed his young Lord become nervous but also overwhelmed by the new environment. The oxen caravan filled with goods ready to be given to the crown watched him from behind. Taking his first steps onto the solid ground of Haense he couldn’t stop himself from looking at the palace with a seriousness only shown during business dealings. We’ve returned father can you see it? We’ve finally made it home after all this time he thought to himself but he could not stop, no it was time to move. Step by step he made his way up towards the grand entrance before coming to a kneel, there he waited, there he waited for a welcoming, there he waited for his Koeng the Crow.

@Luciloo might be worth pushing for some system where you can switch the improvement type as long as you already paid for it. To make it fair there could be some sort of cooldown on how often you can switch it. Just a thought but that could potentially help your situation. + There will probably be more people regretting their decisions later.

"I think I know this guy." Says some random old high elf

@Lliry'all been making the schmooves while i've been gone, there's plenty of great progress being made. Keep it up, love what you guys have been doing.

Obviously very late by now and we had been told your situation was under control by top brass as well as those leading it. I’m sorry to hear that things went that way and it sounds like a huge let down. Who was supposed to carry through the event that was carrying over to Arcas? I could try to speak to them and get it operational again.

ATHERA The ST has gone through a lot since the departure of Mystery and changed extensively since as we move towards the future. Yet we’ve not forgotten the promise made nor our duty to carry it through. We ran into extensive troubles that complicated our work and delayed us from an early April launch. The reality, however, is such and I doubt Mystery ever expected things to go this way when he said early April. It is however with a smile on my face and likewise the team that we announce the 24th to be the new launch date. To those of you in the discord, it may come as no surprise but I will elaborate for those that don’t know. There were originally only two groups that were promised to go at a later date that of Haelun’or and Talon’s Grotto. We have since extended the chance for the Epiris Crew to have a new event as theirs was non-existent during Athera the first time around. The 24th will be the beginning phase for Haelun’or and Epiris with Talon’s coming in sometime next month. The first day will be mostly setting up your camp and some small hints of what is to come. To be fully transparent the Talon’s Grotto was originally going to be brought in on the same date as the rest. Yet as a result of COVID-19 affecting most harshly the leaders of that project we’ve had to change leadership as a result. This will mean that the project is somewhat delayed compared to the other two as we’d rather delay it than launch an unfinished mess. Let’s answer a few questions before we open this up fully. General Rules No needless villainy. Respect the ETs doing your event. No griefing of any kind (you will be banned). You’re allowed to build inside your designated camp area. The general server rules apply Haelun’or Crew Project Lead(s): Parion Discord: parion#1217 Ask Parion if you’re looking for a quick response about a personal question. This thread will serve as a Q&A for more general questions about Athera and how it will be conducted. It is strongly suggested for you to bring your own items. This should include food, building materials and potential useful RP items. Though keep in mind that anything you bring can and potentially will be lost in the process of the event. If there are any player count limitations it will be entirely left up to Parion to decide if so. The means of which you arrive is also decided by Parion but I believe you won’t be arriving by boat. Epiris Crew Project Lead(s): Julius55 & Xarkly Discord: JuliusAakerlund#1434 & Conor#8203 Ask Xarkly and I if you’re looking for a quick response about a personal question. This thread will serve as a Q&A for more general questions about Athera and how it will be conducted. It is strongly suggested for you to bring your own items. This should include food, building materials and potential useful RP items. Though keep in mind that anything you bring can and potentially will be lost in the process of the event. You can join this event even if you died during Athera and you don’t need to come on the same character. Anyone that can be verified as having been a part of the original Epiris Crew is welcome. It is entirely fine to go back to Arcas and collect new items to bring for this event and it is even strongly encouraged. In Roleplay you will have been stuck on Athera this whole time after having been “abandoned”. This would apply to your characters even if you weren’t there “originally” with that character. if the crew doesn’t make a head count of 20 or above then you may invite new participants until 20 are participating. Talon’s Grotto Crew Project Lead(s): Julius55 & Xarkly Discord: JuliusAakerlund#1434 & Conor#8203 Ask Xarkly and I if you’re looking for a quick response about a personal question. This thread will serve as a Q&A for more general questions about Athera and how it will be conducted. It is strongly suggested for you to bring your own items. This should include food, building materials and potential useful RP items. Though keep in mind that anything you bring can and potentially will be lost in the process of the event. You will be brought over by boat and as such, you’ll need a ship made in the next two to three weeks that is ready for the journey. If you store items on the ship and not in your inventory they may glitch out of existence keep that in mind. We strongly suggest storing items in your own inventory if they have any value to you (RP items for example). When you land it is instead encouraged to set up a storage area. If you somehow die due to a glitch or otherwise during the event it will be difficult to refund items. Let’s all cooperate to attempt to keep these issues to a minimum. The Crew will be locked at 40 members to ensure that others don’t use it as a means to return to Athera. As much as we would love to have another big-scale event we can’t handle a load above what has been planned for. I’ve personally contacted the GM team and they’ll be fully cooperating with the event to ensure its smooth sailing (pun intended). It is extremely likely that SSing from Athera will be turned off this time around as some nexus items cause chunk errors? I’m by no means the TECH team but that is what we’ve been told. This will mean that everyone’s inventories will have to be checked before you return to Arcas so do keep that in mind. The event itself will be roughly ongoing for a 10~ day period with some variation depending on the groups themselves. I’m looking forward to this journey and would gladly answer any would be questions! Please make sure to vote on the poll if you are participating. Join the discord as well if you aren’t in it already! There will be frequent updates and announcements for events and the various groups will be given valuable info there. [Discord Link] I sincerely thank you all for waiting patiently -Julius Aakerlund

I personally don’t like firearms but i’d also fight to the death for your right to have them if that’s what the server wants. That is the responsibility we take on as staff members. We are here to serve the community and to do right by them. That’s just my piece on it ?‍♂️

Oh god you’ve opened the gates.

@axelu If you leave then i’ll delete the server

FROM ME, TO ALL OF YOU HAPPY HOLIDAYS Hello LoTC! To most of you, I am a stranger, to some, I’m an acquaintance and to others, I’m a friend. But to all of you, I’m a fellow community member. It is during this rare period of the year where spirits are high I’d like to take some time to reflect. We’ve come far since 2011 and the fact that we’re still here today was not something I foresaw nor expected. I joined this server after being uninterested in roleplay my friends goaded me into it. I made a promise to them that I would only join if they accepted my application, an application so bad that no server I’d ever played on before would accept it. There was Dragonborn level bad and mother blowing up into confetti but for some ungodly reason, I was accepted. Here I am today one of the few who stayed behind a relic of a past that mostly exists in memory. In the end, those that I called friends back then are no longer around going out in life to make something out of themselves. I had originally intended to join them yet the magic of this place always kept me around even in the harshest of times. Though my humour is much darker now I genuinely love this community, what we do together is nothing short of inspiring. We like to fight over the minuscule, to harp at each other over allegiances, yet deep within I know we’ve all a shared passion. This story, this universe, this community was created by us and no matter our differences that cannot be taken from us. While I’m unusually free to express my emotions let me just thank you all for what you’ve done for me. This server has in many ways saved my life and I find we often neglect to recognize what good it does. I almost died a good four or five times during my time here. If it was not for the overwhelming support of you, my peers, I would perhaps be one of the gravestones in Cloud Temple. In dark days I looked at those stones, Watyll, Adam Higgs, Leka213, Maeghan Sterling and Valon_Oakheart all reminded me of the worth of life and I can only hope they rest in peace where they are. They and their memory lead me to fight for my life and I’m better for it. So in their memory as well as to remind ourselves that life is short but sweet. Let’s set aside our differences, to remember the good rather than the bad, let’s share here in this post what the server and its community has done for us. May the future be brighter and let’s hope for a better tomorrow. Sincerely, thanks for everything Julius Aakerlund I would like to thank a few specific people while I have the chance, those I cherish like brothers and sisters. As well as those close friends I have made here. THE ET TEAM @Sykogenic @Tha_Mystery_Man @D4NNA @DrHope @FloralHedgehog @McDaedra @Parion @Trintastic @Wetoos @AtrexPieren @Birdnerdy @Boruto @calzium @ElvenMomma @MeteorDragon @Capace @Vermy @Xarkly @XxEnderking @Zidoax THE LT TEAM OUR HANDICAPPED BROTHERS & SISTERS (Those of you I know) @Archipelego @Dardonas @Riftblade (I think this is Ulmo?) @dumbblondeelf @Killmatronix @SquakHawk @TheIchorDruid @Zarsies FRIENDS AND FAMILY @CommissarVoop @Qizu @puffyduck @Braxis @iMattyz @Tigergiri @marb121 @Cracker @Kaelan @Fruu_ne @Valaryon @Lindmane @Herathus @pkdon @Samler @MadOne @BaratheonBBQ @Milenkhov @NJBB @Pureimp10 @Magicpastry @DreamInSpace @Benelux @NovumChase @Axelu @Trinn @Eryane @GrandpaBlue @Starryy @ivory @Vege @EndCallCaesar @KorusPrime @Demented_Delila @Security_ @Seuss @MissToni @Top_goon @Ticklem0nster @Imperium @Tidgemo @yopplwasupxxx @Ark @Eddywilson2 @nathanbarnett36 @Piov @seannie @Doggedwasupxxx @Cruz © @InfamousGerman @Legoboy7984 @6xdestroyer @Emenzi @Disheartened @Drew @Dale @BiSc0 @Captain Haense/Bub @Dasdi @Ioannis @sir_niccum @khan @Icarnus @erictafoya @Tom/Gopnik @Sheepnut @TarreBear @AndrewTech @Flapman @Quinn (Probably missed a good few but those are all I can remember in one sitting) LAST BUT NOT LEAST @Tythus @Telanir @LotsOfMuffins @VonAulus @Llir @flamboyant @Korvic @topaz

@Rickson all creatures on the beastiary have clarification on if they can be played or not by players. The bestiary doesn’t only seek to provide parameters for players but also for the ET to use for events. TL:DR some of them there ain’t able to be played by players.

@Knightie with Telanir’s new rules we are limited in how many people are allowed on the team as a whole. The people who are currently under review and interview are of course going to be given a chance. We would, however, had liked to recruit more of them than we’re allowed to.

PCE my bro

And so I made him an offer he could not refuse.

@Telanir They are talking about this

Josef Alimar thinks this is really cool from the seven skies.

ALDIN INDER'INDEAL History The Birth of the Mali’thilln | Establishment of Elcihi’thilln Bygone were the days of Malin, no more were the times of united elveness. Larihei lead the Thilln to their inevitable future, destined was the creation of Haelun’or; motherland now and forever. With her that of the more historically highlighted were gathered, Sullas, Thar, Acal’aelor and the now ‘ata Izalith. Yet in the background were characters of less renown, people moved by maehr’sae hiylun’ehya; for not all had interest in fleeting power -- or direct influence in society and its many facets. These very many a mali, but for the context of this account one need only focus upon one; Finris Haterin. While others in their past forms had focused on the wisdoms of Malin, frolicked and upon the world bore children; this man was only lead by one singular charge. The unraveling of The Cataclysm, of which an eternal void had left in everyone's minds. His was not a Talonni for he was alone, his generation the first of the Mali; only humbled by Malin. While many thought of him an eccentric, his passion in pursuit of truth; wisdom and knowledge -- that which even the elves had forgotten never wavered. Upon a visit to Larihei’s library in search of further material, even the maiden herself had him acknowledged; these were mere remarks -- yet to the eccentric anything can heed their loyalties. In time while Malin still ruled he searched ruins, battlefields and any remnants that existed. In them based upon observation, logical foresight, record and undeniable fact -- conclusions drew hypothesis and they in turn theory. This itself birthed a profession, one still to this day unacknowledged by most; bringing little regard from the circles of the wise. The science known as Archaeology was from his eccentrics born, yet his patience and knowledge was not to be scoffed at. Today we his Talonni call it inder’indeal, for history is a book with no end -- as eternal is our charge. With frequent visits his physical state had changed, his eyes a deepened azure; though his hair still remained darkened they grew brighter. His locks taking on the now recognizable grey, for in this era long since passed; very few had the fair white of Larihei. Though his patience deepend with each bath, so did his eccentric mannerisms. When Malin’s old woods were to be lost to the now Thilln, he was slow to move -- projects unfinished. Hypothesis yet to turn to theory, his work and all that which he had grown accustomed; for the common Thilln had much more to lose. In these times not all had influence of which to gather strength from, stability to keep one's two feet firm. Yet dragged by a few thoughtful he was not left behind, to become a victim of rising tensions. Though a kind gesture Finris would describe it as anything but, yet I argue this thought highly illogical -- perhaps the onset rambles of our accursed aged insanity. But there he was when the city rose its lofty spires, where maehr’sae hiylun’ehya had found at last a home. The Schism | ‘Ata Lomal The Accursed Days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years it was in such the pursuit of maehr’sae hiylun’ehya; was tarnished by the first ‘ata. In pursuit of progress he had forgotten health, though by the ramblings of Finris the boy was nothing but too prideful. His words were more accurately portrayed by profanities unbefitting of Thilln. It should then be clear that were it not for fates mechanisms, this ‘ata and his exile; induced by the bereft of the lives of two old. Then our fair people might still have in their midst the maiden of which our fairness stems from. This ‘ata, Lomal now known as “The Accursed” had no respect for his kind; unable to tell the difference between disagreement and distaste. But in this time most historical, Finris had little involvement. It was to him a time of studying and perfecting of his newfound profession, mastering his art. In elcihi he lived in its farthest flung corner, far away from where the divide formed; as walls were raised he find only further sanctity in his library -- his passionate projects. Unbeknownst to him was the corruption of the ‘ata and the spreading influence of the Daemon Tayl. Though by his own accounts he wasn’t “unaware” but rather too busy progressing the maehr’sae hiylun’ehya -- to spend time on such “civilities”. He seems to personally feel the ‘ata rude for intruding on his studies, of which I told him was a childish notion; only to further be admonished. While my personal mindful thoughts seem more clear, one cannot tamper with the eccentric; extending only the belief that my maln left the land -- begrudgingly only not to die. Had he perhaps not been a man of his craft, it would not have surprised me if he would had remained as one of the Vihai. I suppose I have this fact to thank for my own existence, for such is fate -- weaved as though with intention yet not. The New Beginnings | Aegis Once More Through the portal half were unaccounted and equally so was Larihei, even the staunchest puritan weeped; were it not for the eccentric few perhaps a flood might have formed. Though while the man that told me these facts has a flare for dramatics, I for one find it degrading. I wager that there were many reasons for emotional outburst. The families torn apart, those dead not to also mention the loss of our most beloved maiden -- fair and foresighted. Out of the few who had collected minds and emotions, this land was not unfamiliar; it was the land of Archaic Aegis. In its woods the mali born as well as their father Malin, his brothers influence still alive and remaining here. Yet even his kind was present, thus mali of all kinds found once more themselves in one and the same place. Their fates once again intertwined, like pieces on chessboard their journey laid out before them. The New Beginnings | Heritage Rediscovered While generations had passed and some had passed onto the great beyond, some had forgotten their origins; unlearned of Larihei’s truth of which our society is founded upon. The few who remembered were a minority or in the case of Finris, were too busy with their profession; their art. To them the thirst for knowledge side lining them from the sight of certain parents incapability in upbringing. However the course of times will would have this changed, for Aegis was not fated to last; its land sinking and the descendants long since left. In Asulon answers to age old questions were open for answers, Thilln ruins strewn throughout; their cultural heritage remained strong and bright. In their presence was the everlasting ideology of Larihei that of maehr’sae hiylun’ehya. With the past rekindled, passions for sovereignty reaffirmed. The Thilln once again gathered in the Motherland -- in Haelun’or. It was in this place he would find his flame, one eccentric perhaps even more than himself; of the opposite gender and of which he would be wed. While history can confirm itself long past this point, so as well is that of my maln much longer than what is accounted for. I must cut short, for I intend to release instead a greater work -- more extensive and conclusive in a more appropriate place. Penned by Corvac Aldin Appearance and Traits Family Tree