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9 hours ago, Aesopian said:

 

Sure, but I mean truly arbitrary heroes. Like farmer joe, who slew a dragon in year 512 after Iblees first imprisonment.

Larihei! ay'Larihei!  : ))))

_{He sort of scares me by how much he knows. Quite sure Leo has no life.  +1}

• As a fellow asian, do you agree that Jungle asians are FAR superior?
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• What would you do if Tevi became a voidslinger?
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• And did you ftb in the fae ring?

A) Riondil still alive, and the woody you now play is merely his illusion?

B) Pls don't hate me.

C) ...

D) How does it feel, working at sea?

A Mali'aheral shuts her doors. 

A pensive high elf sits upon her desk with her head in hands, regretting her actions that night.

Andri'ante tipped her head slightly as she would examine the candidates, an amiable smile curling on her lips as she would listen to their speeches. With a hand placed upon her staff, fingers curling loosely upon it; the willowy figure would briskly make herself apparent by weaving through the crowd. She offered brief glances to those she passed, her grey eyes glinting in apparent mirth  as she would occasionally incline her head in greeting. At last, the Izalith presented herself near Avern with an attentive stance - pivoting on her heels to face the gathered crowd promptly.

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"Karin'ayla to you all, Mali'thill,

I stand before you now as a citizen of this cihi by the name of Andri'ante Izalith. Now whilst I can claim that I recognize the majority of your faces, I can only hope that the majority of you would recognize me. My time with you all I cannot call brief anymore; I returned at the time when the Mali'aheral were at their lowest, settling in a swamp city previously infested with the lesser races and apparent impures. T'is most unfortunate to see many of pure heritage and history fall prey to the ways of the impures, yet the cycle continues and one must progress forward with new minds. 

A promise we all have given, even if only silently to ourselves, is to the Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya. I intend on pursuing it to the highest degree, and I will not stand idle and without progress. Thus, I come to you now to present myself as a candidate for the position of Tilruir'mali. 

I shall assume that the majority of you have interacted with myself, thus I claim to you now; I am a fair Mali, and it is quite apparent that I follow the teachings of Larihei. My actions are not without thought, nor are they done irrationally. My knowledge on the aheral people are not limited, instead they are rather extensive and reaching back far in history. I am not ignorant of our faults, nor of the the flaws we have and what it has caused in the past; therefore I find myself eligible to be Tilruir'mali and further embrace the current children of Larihei in her teachings.

Clashes, I have had with our Sohaer - and I shall address this now in public to clear the thin ice I tread upon. Sohaer, we have met when the aheral settled in swamps and without even a location destined for a library. We conversed as lliran and we shared the same views on what oem finds best for elmali'aheral, and the ways of maehr'sae hiylun'ehya. I know that you are aware of my knowledge and abilities, and I say to you now that I shall aid you as I must whether it be as a mere llir or by your side as your right hand. You know of my devotion, and if you seek to judge me; I beseech that you do so by judging myself - a mali you have judged as a  keen follower of Larihei - and not my family. 

I promise you not ruin or lies; I simply stand here as another child of Larihei willing to progress forward. I cannot predict the future, but I will do what is due to alter it for the best. Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya, lliran."

As she utters the last of her speech, the aheral would offer a final dip of her head towards the gathered crowd. With a sharp glance cast towards chosen few, she swivels on her heels to depart in haste.

"Someone stole Lyu's robes." A Mali'aheral idly comments upon inspecting the drawing.

{ MC Name : Vulariter }

* - IC Name: Feanturi

* - Original Race: N/A

* - Transformed form: Sprite

* - Creator: N/A

* - Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

The sprites are frail and meager creatures born from the flower Acerfolia. The sprites will emerge from these flowers, and will sprout them at the location of their death. If the flower is killed whilst still in growth, the sprite within will die.

They grow to about 5-7 inches, bearing translucent wings upon their back that allows them to hover (Though no more than 2-3 minecraft blocks high.). They are neither male nor female, though often bearing features closer more to one than the other. Their wings are a rather delicate part of their body, wounding it will cause fatal wounds due to the main blood vessel being present there.

There are five types of sprites, and the colour of these sprites determine their natural behavior.

• The Green sprites are the ones with the largest attention span (albeit still short.) due to their more intellectual and wise nature.
• The Blue sprites are the ones naturally curious and kind, typically the most adventurous of all the types. 
• The Sky Blue sprites are often mistaken for the blue sprites; however they are far from similar in personality. The sky blues are malicious and deceitful, gaining your trust only to later on torment you for their own amusement.
• The Grey sprites are similar to their sky blue kin, often urging others around them to do as they bid and complete their work for them. They are slothful, yet ambitious and cunning when needed.
• The Red sprites are most commonly known as the least likable sprite. They are quick to be jealous, and are often irritable; making extravagant drama and taking jests to a dangerous level.

They are unable to wield any form of magic though intelligent; and their knowledge of the common tongue is limited, and if one were to try and teach them it would prove to be quite difficult due to their short attention span. Furthermore, magic does great damage to them due to their connection with nature.

{ MC name:  Vulariter }

Character's name and age: Tevi Yelvairene’amil and 63

Character’s Race: Mali'ame

What magic will you be learning?: Nature Communion and Control

Who will be teaching you?: Artimec Camoryn, Leowarrior14

Do you have a magic you are dropping, due to this app? If so, link it: Nah

Welcome to insanity

"So...How long will this last for before another extravagant disagreement between them?" A rather drowsy Andri'ante comments.

Gingers don't have souls.

Andri'ante Izalith grudgingly signs.

(Ski abusing his Gm powers once again... He bullies me...)

5 minutes ago, 吳憾戰士14 said:

_______ is nothing but a troll and a memer. His toxic attitude I feel is not something that belongs in our playerbase.

I thought _______ was a girl???

Do you love me?

The real question is... Do you love me more than Unbaed?

Oh. Pure helf or Pure Welf? ;)

Lover or a fighter?

Youdude disgusts me. Heard about you over skype, though <3 He says your char is a B****. Make him proud.

((I have a sort-of Australian timezone o3o, maybe an hour difference or so.))

44 minutes ago, Jake From Statefarm said:

grrrr

 

forever remembered :'( 

 

Oh yeah! I wanna add _Hexe_ as well! :D

JAKE PLEASE. I TOLD YOU I WAS JOKING. :((((

Chamosial (You're sour and rotten),

Imcookiie (You're sweet),

Crazed, (Kill the hostages, pls)

 Jakefsf (Its a joke??),

Unbaed (Impure),

Fitermoon??,

Mephistophelian ((spam him with whatever you're giving, pls.. SPAM))

, Zer0 (>:( )

Princedegeneracy (.-. ...Baethis.),

 Elkenelk (Favourite elk),

Aegis_Lima (Nice flower crowns), 

Uhmmm...? 

Maybe erase Jake, idk.

57 minutes ago, BrandNewKitten said:

Draw me like one of your French gurlz

Only if you finally give me that fanfic you promised. </3

Though Andri'ante allows herself a thin-smile at the appearance of such news, it remains stiff and rather forced; fleeting, disappearing promptly as she turns on her heels. A more concerned expression latches itself on the Izalith's features, a frown beginning to linger on her lips.

"Larihei, Uncle... you continue to carry a large burden on your shoulders. You're going to hurt yourself." The aheral murmurs under her breath, momentarily closing her eyes as she emits a small sigh. "Keep safe, please."

[ MC name:    Vulariter ]

* Character's name and age:  Andri'ante Izalith, 75 years old.

*Character’s Race:  Mali'aheral

* What magic will you be learning?: Fire Evocation

* Who will be teaching you?: ImCookiie, Eloh'ra Rohkea

* Do you have a magic you are dropping, due to this app? If so, link it: N/A

Casually places this upvote here. +1

Both him and his character scares me. Don't hurt me.

But I don't doubt his ability in this.

Thank you. THANK YOU.

If you liked a skin style, just go ask the maker if you can commision. If they refuse, deal with it and find someone else for god's sake.

Andri'ante quirks a brow, a frown marring her features as she scribbles in a rushed style of writting. "Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya."

Tevi looks to the paper in her hands, shuffling around giddily. The small ame would slowly write in a decorated font, clearly placing much focus into it as her brows knit, eyes squinted; her movements careful and horribly slow as she writes. "The Aspects, Aspectism."