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    Carsandra Ivydale/Alanna Silverblade
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    Wood Elf/Half-Elf

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  1. Carsandra, burdened and angered by her lover choosing another over her, by her best friends betrayal, leaves a note to three people. After sending the notes, she packs her stuff from Holm, Sutica, and other locations and leaves, heading off into the Wilderness. First letter, to Quavinir Twiceborn Second letter, to her student, Axel Swale, Serphin, still at a loss to do with her life, remains with the Elves in The Dominion. Homeless and begging for food and mina's. She as no family or friends to send a letter to. Fedlema, wandering The Mother Grove, remains there with the Druids in order to help with whatever minor tasks they may have. She sends a letter to her Guide, the Short ArchDruid. Alanna, not having seen her Ascended teacher in many months, gives up the idea of being an Ascended. She mills around in Sutica, homeless. OOC: Leaving this post to explain why my characters vanished.
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    Storm Clouds Gather

    ((Just to let you know, Halsworthy is controlled by a Cannonist Barony, so it would affect Rentus-Marna too))
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    That Winter Night

    https://i.pinimg.com/236x/93/40/57/934057dc5ca29b283ca607766e0cba1f--golem-the-stone.jpg The rays of the sun were setting on The Dominion square, Carsandra Ivydale stood with her friend, and his son. A golem and a dwarf stood too, the dwarf holding a bluesteel pickaxe. Suddenly, the golem lifted his foot, kicking the son square in the chest, and then bringing his foot back to stomp the son. Her friend, his Dad, stopped the golem, to which the golem simply picked him up and started punching the Dad in the face. “FACE YE MAKER, GOLEM.” The dwarf yelled, taking his warhammer and driving it into the golem’s left shoulder. A shattering sound happened, and the golem finally swung the Dad at her, toppling them before over. The King arrived on the scene, carrying his own warhammer, when the medic carted off the Dad and the son, and Carsandra slipped away from the fight, not before bandaging her bruised ribs. https://carolsnotebook.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/ElfenTanz.jpg The cool night air kissed Carsandra’s bandaged arms, chest, and right leg as she stood with the many others around the campfire. She scanned the surrounding faces, most of them unfamiliar to her. The Druid Oracle stood by her, next to him a blindfolded Dark Elf Druid, and to her right was an unfamiliar Elf. The leader of the drum circle, a pale Wood Elf female, raised her hands, shouting. “Many eons ago, there was a man who hunted carelessly. He caused great pain to the animals he killed. In their fury, the Aspects cursed him to forever be trapped in the form of a Wolf, and whenever he died, his soul would be brought back to a tree, for him to revive. In his anger, he started attacking the Wood Elves, and they prayed to The Aspects for help. The Horned God came down, and spoke to the Elves. He told them to play drums and dance for the entire night, to drive the beast away. One winter night, the beast came, and they played their drums and sang all night. That’s when the Horned Lord appeared as a glowing white stag, which pierced the heart of the beast.” Two figures emerged from the sidelines, one dressed as a beast, the other as the Horned Lord. The leader of the circle brought her hands down, drumming a fierce beat. The rest of the circle followed, and she drummed along, a bit softer since of her wounds. The dressed figures began to dance, while the leader of the song chanted elven words. The ‘Horned Lord’ lowered the ‘horns’, charging at the ‘beast’, which gave a fake cry, then collapsed on the ground, pretending to be dead. “Now the bow judging contest will begin!” The leader shouted, ending the drumming and the dance. Many folk lined up, handing their bows to the circle leader, who inspected them each with a squint. Many moments passed, before she finally held up a bow, “The Archdruid of the Mother Grove wins! She gets 500 mina!” Clapping, then The Oracle spoke “Archery contest begins!” A small line formed, to which a sudden whisper interrupted her, “Hey Carsandra.” She whipped around, startled. “Yeu’s Sake”, she started at the orange haired, armored man. “Carrot, you scared me.” She gently teased. “Qauv’s wife.” He narrowed his eyes, he wasn’t joking. She fell into silence for a moment, her voice, when she did speak, sounded annoyed. “He’s not my husband, he’s already taken.” “Uhuh.” He smirked. “He’s my relative, so you’re suggesting I sleep with family.” She did not look amused. “O-oh...sorry, I didn’t know~” He batted his eyes, to which she looked at him stone faced. “I don’t talk to people who suggest such foul things.” She whipped around, stalking off, ignoring his plead of apology. She sat on an empty seat, near the High Prince, where she was watching with half-interest as the constants aimed to be the best archer. Finally, after the last contestant had gone, The Oracle turned toward the gathering. “And the winner is The Lord Imperator! A prize of 1,000 mina and the Crown of Amaethon!” Cheers and clapping followed. Then the Oracle raised his hand. “Circle Leader, step forth.” The Circle Leader shuffled forth, looking confused. To which The Oracle handed her a bead, “Here take this, and…” He gave a pause, “I want you to be in my family.” “REALLY?!” The Circle Leader squee’d, then coughed, adjusting her voice back to normal, “I mean, really?” “Yes, really. You’ve shown true dedication to the Old Rites.” He gave a rare smile, to which she happily grinned, bouncing off. Carsandra stood in the backround the entire time, then she headed to look at the flames. Soon, the crowd returned to The Dominion, where she too, wandered back to the city square.
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    The September Prince: General Help and Item Listing [Updated]

    Really the only items their are: September’s Bond [Golden Nugget] (All) {1}: The signed name is bound to the September Prince, for as long as he wills it. You cannot unattune others, and you cannot be unattuned. You may travel without regard for range limitations from natural objects or structures, or due to the unnatural quality of where you are travelling to. You cannot act to harm the September Prince, or his interests. This bond can be broken, but only through secrets. Wisdom of the Ages [Golden Ingot] (Druid) {8}: For every two elven years since your initial attunement, gain one rank in all druidic magics you are already rank five in. Additionally, you may now drive passive animals to violence. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Break the Cities [Rose Red] (Druid) {10}: Your blight healing damages processed wood, stone, and metal, at a rate ten percent that of normal, in a radius of thirty meters. Herbs enhanced through your herblore, when consumed by a non-druid magic user, causes powerful nausea, reducing the rank of their magics by one for twenty-four hours. This effect does not stack. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Gracious Prince, Make Aegis Whole [Lapis Lazuli] (Druid) {11}: When you roll to create a soul tree, increase your roll with a modifier of +30. Soul trees made in this fashion permanently destroy the body used for Awakening, have autumnal colors, and produce sap which can be used for Thulean Druidism, with properties as blood. This sap is also present in the Tree Lord. Mushroom Lord [Bonemeal] (Tree Lord) {12}: Your Soul Tree transforms into a mushroom of comparable size, and your Tree Lord body is now composed of chitin. You become fond of decaying landscapes, and rot. You may disperse spores, with stats as a spriggan. This items works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Freygoth’s Plot [White Tulip] (Shaman) {5}: When your shaman powers cause damage to passive animals or plants, or natural inorganic features, over the next twenty-four krug’s hours, they will be healed back to their normal status. Freygoth has vision through your eyes. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Sprite of Decay [Redstone] (Sprite) {8}: Your coloration shifts to brown, green, and purple. You gain the ability to cast tier one communion and control, or, if targeting fungus, tier two. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Life and Death and Love and Birth [Clock] (Sprite) {5}: If you are slain, and your killer is themselves slain within the next twenty-four elven hours, a flower will sprout from their corpse. It will blossom after ten elven minutes, and you will be reborn from it. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Fertilize [Oak Sapling] (Dryad) {3}: You may water your tree with the blood of a slain descendant to gain 15% of their strength, agility, and constitution for twenty-four elven hours. Your skin takes on a reddish hue. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Fight My Love [Dirt] (Dryad) {8}: You gain one rank of communion and control within two-hundred meters of your tree. Your tree is immune to non-magical fire damage, and can attack others autonomously, as rank five communion and control, for only the tree itself. This item works for the signed name, so long as September wills it. Audience With September [N/A] (All) {7}: Speak to the September Prince.
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    Reviving the Angathgul: The Naakh'Ilzgul

    Carsandra is handed the flyer by one of the Preist's, she reads it, nodding, then pockets it. "Seems interesting."
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    Winter Solstice Ritual

    Carsandra checks her work times, then nods. "I can make it, aye."
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    The Vast Open Ocean

    OOC: I'd def RP with you when I have the time!
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    [✓] Domesticated Magic

    I like.
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    The Remembrance Guild

    -The application was withdrawn-
  10. Alanna Silverblade is handed the poster. She reads it, and stuffs it in her pocket for later use.
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    The Academy of Khronheim

    Initiate Application MC name: firegirl7892467 Character Name: Alanna Silverblade Discord (Optional): You know it. Race: Half-Elf Age: Sixteen Do you know any magic currently?: No, I'm forbidden to. Which subject do you plan to learn?: Either Defense Against the Dark Arts, or Alchemy Do you swear to abide by the rules of the academy?: Yes.
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    Bitter Past

    Carsandra sat in the Cloud Temple tavern, writing down the thick old tomes that were spread across the large table. The Mali was hard at work, ever working, since still no word from the rescue party had reached her ears. Her time was spent working, either by herself or with other people. A male blond figure entered the tavern, her gaze looked up, and fear snaked through her heart. The man who had killed her, and ate her, stood at the entrance. He gave a big smile when seeing her. “Carsandra Ivydale.” His voice was a titter, the years of insanity had chipped away at his senses and vocal cords. “What do you want?” She glared at him, the spell over Cloud Temple making it impossible for her to react violently. “...Nothing? I just wanted to say hi, see how you where doing.” “Then explain why you’re here, because you killed and ate me, and that morning you confessed to me you were a cannibal.” Her eyes narrowed, mistrust laced in them. He stumbled back a bit, shock in his eyes “W...what?! I would never do that to somebody I lo-...like. I haven’t eaten anybody in Axios.” “Well, you did. You ate me.” She huffs. “Carsandra..” He moved forth, a pleading look in his eyes, “I promise I didn’t kill you!” “All of those years that I lost with him..” her hand clenched, “Those I trusted let me down, and your entire group of friends have left me, one attempted to kill me in Holm.” “Carsandra, I love you!” He blurted, passion ringing in his voice, “I would never hurt you! I was there when Rhil-” “DONT. SAY. HIS. NAME!” She shouted, rising, and placing her hands on the table. The spell quickly erased all of the feelings bubbling inside of her, forcing her to be calm. “Everything I tried to hide in past-” “It’s too late to make it ok, with every old lie you’ve told, how can I trust again?” “Can you learn to forgive...please..” “How could your friends turn away from me..?” Tears glittered in her emerald eyes, gazing him down. He got down on his knees, looking up to her with tears in his eyes. “I was blinded, I believed all those pretty lies. Please, I Kauli, beg for your forgiveness. How can I fix this?! I know I messed up, please just tell me!” She was silent, staring down at him. “I don’t deserve this, none of this that happened. You, and your friends caused this.” Anger bubbled, twisting her face. “Ceasar, Garoll, you, Rhillen, Ehier, Morgan, Talos..you’ve caused me so much pain, and you think you can fix it?!” “It doesn’t work that way Carsandra..please..remember when we sat in my house and had coffee and just chatted..? Remember I saved you? Remember when cooked me food?” She closed her eyes, exhaling. “We both know, sorrow and regret. They denied-” “I’m only trying to do what’s best for us!” She marched over, glared directly in his eyes, “Well I never asked for this, I never wanted this, all that I wanted was a family!” Tears would start leaking in a small amount down her face. “Look into your heart...see? I saved a duckling today! If my words can’t do anything, then my actions will!” He said, hope in his eyes, to which she stared him down, and he wilted a bit. “...Cease your empty plead. Your always trying to be somebody else.” “But I’m right here by your side!” “But all that you’ve done is lie! There’s nothing you can say.” “You still do not understand..” “I do not care about understanding! Get away from me!” He slowly, and dejectedly got to his feet, shuffling off slowly. “This is the last time you’ll see me, Van’ayla..”
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    The Wonks, The Deep Gate, and The Prince

    Deep in the Wonkawood, Carsandra and her friend entered the cave. The tunnel was slick with mold and fungi, and the bottom was simply smooth stone, stretching for miles around them. Entering the tunnel could see the many other tunnels that branched off from the main tunnel, one lead to a cave that reeked of death, one lead to a farming place, and one lead to the side entrance. Paddling down to the main cave, several makeshift homes were constructed, with several Wonks going about their daily lives. However some Wonks had supplies piled near the doors of their homes, and an air of tension was so thick, a butter knife could have cut it. She turned to look at her companion. “So, do you want to talk to the Wonk by the river, or the Wonks by the fireplace?” She asked him. “By the fireplace.” He said, moving forth to cross the now muddy giant cave floor, heading toward the fireplace. She followed, her hand gripping her staff as she used it for support against the muddy terrain. Reaching the fireplace, a group of Wonks, around five in total, discussed in low tones. On approaching, the other Wonks did not break from their conversation, and only one Wonk looked up at them. “Greetings...fellow frog people! May I know yer name, pal?” Her friend said, smiling, to which she inwardly facepalmed. “Mi am Croek, dah cheiftan of dah wonkz, sure is a lotz of you folkz, comin’ round since the big gate opened.” “I see...why did the gate open? I haven’t heard from this until the moment you started to trade.” She paddled forth, giving the Wonk Cheiftan a drug, and once he took it, his frog lips pursed. “Wuz da act of some folkz, not sure who, some Descendentz.” She stepped back, to which Croek looked at her quizzingly, “Wuz is dis?” “It’s a smoking drug,” she replied, a smile straining on her face, as she was worried he would be offended, “It’s in my culture, I apologize if the gift is...unsuited for Wonks.” “Mi peepz, I see. Is fine. Mi will share with the other wonkz, too much for mi alonz’s!” Croek laughed, to which another Wonk whispered in his ear. Croek responded with a classic “Ribbit.” “So how did ya’ll start existing, if you don’t mind me asking? Just curious.” Her friend said. Croek shrugged, “Mi half nu idea, maeself, do latz, do you know how you started to exist?” “GOD created everything as told in the Holy Books...oh, I just answered myself.” Croek shrugged, “Mi understand. Feel a lot like that, things got haf su busy since da deff of Krumpt.” “May I ask, why is there other Wonks with their supplies out?” “Wi is colonizing! Now that Krumpt iz ded, we can go out...and go low-key, mi want tu get all dah ladeez’n’tadpoles out, in case dis..Sep-tem-brr, fella is bad.” “May I ask your thoughts on September?” “Mi not know too much about im, weez not go into da place, too spooky. Mekko doesn’t like it either.” “I see, that’s all the questions I had.” Her friend nodded “Aye, we should be getting back to Belitiviz.” “Latz...say you are from Beltiviz place, yah?” “Aye we are.” “Cod latz, could ask your cheif, if we culd establish, enkl..enclave there?” “I’ll speak with Sabo.” Her friend said, to which he turned and started to head off with Carsandra. “Stay safe pals! If ya’ll need help, send us a bird or something!” Once finishing talking to the Cheiftan, her friend and she paddled inside the September Prince’s cave. Instantly on entering, she felt droosy, like she hadn’t gotten quite enough sleep last night. The spell made her yawn tiredly, but her friend seemed boundless with energy. On reaching the lisp of the Prince’s cave, she saw an entire animal population asleep. Aside from the nature itself. The first thing that drew her eyes was the coffin itself, twined together by Livingwood. The entire coffin was a gleamed amber shell, that even in the cave shone brightly. Whatever awaited inside the coffin, was hidden by the frozen amber that encased him. Below his coffin lay a testimony that only a few would remember, a gleaming gold pond. Gold waves lay still at the bottom, not broken by anything. To the front, was a Dark Elf Druid, along with a white haired Elf. “Are those you’re companions?” The white haired elf spoke, raising her eyebrow, to which the Druid swiftly turned, looking at them. “No, I’ve never seen them in my life.” “Ah, I was bringing my acquaintance of mine with me so he could see the place.” She answered swiftly. “My Prince allows those in for the pursuit of knowledge…” She suddenly winced, rubbing her head with a hand, “You’re free to go look in the libraries.” She nodded, heading first to the right with her friend. The first library had six book, all of which she borrowed one copy. Next, she came across a sleeping wyvern. “We can go pet it, if you’d like?” “Heck no, I’d rather not my ass get brunt.” She chuckled, heading around the cave. As she stepped by some Livingwood, it shuddered, moving away from her. She frowned, but continued on to see all the other animals sleeping. The crushing grogginess was getting her, but still, she traveled until she reached the final library, and gathered six more books. Once gathered, her friend and she exited the cave, and the WonkaWoods village, moving past the crowd that had assembled in the cave. The grogginess lifted as they exited, and she smiled, tomes in hand, edger to start learning more knowledge.
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    The WonkaWood Books

    The following books were dropped off at all the major city libraries. Each copied by hand by a scribe. The books smell heavily of nature, suggesting the original copies where Druidic in the first place. -Rentus-Marna library -Holm library -Belitiviz -The Dominion -Sutica Scribe's Forward: The books I found in the library of the Wonkawood village were very old in nature. Since the sleeping spell around the September Prince's chamber was enacted, my suspect is that the sleeping spell also preserves living and dead objects. These books date all the way back to Malin's City, some even written by Malin, The Founder, himself. My intention with publishing this knowledge to the public is not to offend, but to bring light to a shady, hardly discussed topic. There are some spelling errors simply due to the passage of time on the books, rendering some words a little funky. I pray that if he awakens, he will have mercy on us all. Book One, Elk Druid’s Diary Written by Elf Druid Tah’rayho Book Two, Malin’s Teachings I: Kingship Written by Malin Book Three, Malin’s Teachings II: Economics Written by Malin Book Four, Malin’s Teachings III: Justice and the Rule of Law Written by Malin Book Five, Malin’s Teachings IV: Stewardship Written by Malin Book Six, Druidic Record I Written by Lion Druid Lavondir Book Seven, Druidic Record II Written by Lion Druid Lavondir Book Eight, Druidic Record III Written by Lion Druid Lavondir Book Nine, Druidic Record IV Written by Lion Druid Lavondir Book Ten, Caribou Druid’s Log I: September Prince Written by Caribou Druid Hyulahon Book Twelve, Caribou Druid’s Log II: Absolute Word Written by Caribou Druid Hyulahon Book Thirteen, Caribou Druid’s Log III: Soul Forest Written by Caribou Druid Hyulahon Book Fourteen, The Final Book, Caribou Druid’s Log IV: Sporophytes
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    Carsandra, who works in the town, shivers, pulling her winter clothes over her body. "Stupid sudden blizzard."