NicktheRed20

-1 tbh

~*The Trusty Tree Tavern*~ As the guests of the Beach Resort were working on their tans, building had commenced on Leif's lifelong dream - a tavern. Built with the focus of nature as the centerpiece, the newly constructed tavern would be built around an old oak tree. Leif and Sloane worked hand in hand making the dream become reality. The lanterns were hung, the tables had been set, the alcohol was brewing, and the doors were almost ready to open. ~*~ The pair celebrated the finishing of the tavern with a bottle of wine split between the two. Their very own vintage of Belcourt Wine. With the pair relishing the completion of their endeavor, they were ready for the tavern to be filled with guests. The couple knew their time with this little project would be coming to an end sooner rather than later, but that mattered not. Leif and Sloane wanted to make their time in Kalldur worthwhile, even if it would be short lived. As night fell and the bottle was down to its last couple drops, they walked outside to admire their little tree tavern in all of its glory. The lights radiating from the inside would be warm and inviting. The tree that it was built around breathing life into the space. The crackling of the fireplace providing the warmth from the coldest night. The two went back inside, continuing their celebration of the achievement, knowing the next day would bring in all sorts of faces of people they have yet to meet. Welcome to the Trusty Tree Tavern, One and All. -Leif and Sloane

Personally don't mind it. But some alternatives could be: Azure (Like mentioned before) or The Azures (idk sounds cool). Either way doesn't really matter to me.

OOC INFORMATION Minecraft Username: Lubbie822 Discord Username: Lubbie#4487 RP INFORMATION Persona Name: Diana Age: 23 Race: Human Applicable skills: Decent with a needle and thread to repair sails, can tie a 'figure 8' around a cleat. Affiliations: None

(a depiction of the stables during the warmer months) ~*The Stables of Honeyhill*~ While the rest of Honeyhill was preparing for the festive season - lanterns were being hung along the burrows carved into the hillsides, trees being decorated from top to bottom, the halflings of the village dawning their Knoxmas clothes - the stables stood devoid of any holiday cheer. ~*~ On the other side of the village, a man can be seen making his way down the dirt road carrying a large sack completely filled with various ornaments and baubles. He maneuvered his way through the various snowballs being flung his way by children spreading their own version of Knoxmas cheer; managing to lose only several of his trinkets along the way. As the man finally made it to the hallowed stables he'd empty the bag onto the floor. With the decorations out the bag, he quickly began breathing festive life into the previously lackluster structure. Red and green lanterns were beginning to be fastened to the walls of the stables. Decorations would pop up seemingly instantly throughout the dwelling, becoming more festive by the minute. One by one, each corner was covered in candles, pine, or a snowglobe from time to time. The holiday season was fully underway, and he had to catch up. As the sun started setting on the hills of Honeyhill, the villager went outside to admire his work. What he saw was a quickly thrown together mess of lights and decorations that did not look particularly pleasing to the eye, but nonetheless it filled him with all sorts of Knoxmas cheer. He gave the place a nod of approval, seeming quite impressed with his shoddy decorating before deciding it was too cold to stay outside any longer and made his way back inside to warm himself up with a cup of tea.

As winds howl through the streets of Honeyhill, Tarron can be found in the comfort of his warm tower dwelling. He fastens the Knoxmas wreath that he made earlier securely onto his wall before moving over to pour himself a cup of cinnamon tea that had been brewing. "The holidays are in full swing, the Knoxmas spirt is thriving in Honeyhill!" Tarron says to himself moving over to watch the festive lights flicker over the rolling hills of the village.

Tarron sits atop his balcony reading the almanac that Filibert had handed him. Reading through each page, he tried his best to learn more about his halfling neighbors. He looks down to watch several villagers wandering through Honeyhill, others working tirelessly in the fields cultivating their crops. "How thankful I am for these weefolk to have let me stay here with them" Tarren says as he continues watching his newfound friends.

Man. Virdian Pub still lives on:) One day I'll make it over to Aussie land

“Time to get festive!” Tarron shouts as he frolics through the streets of Honeyhill

Ty for my daily dose of serotonin:) resonate with you 100%

Favorite thing about the server? What would you change? Best memory?

idk you but be safe bud, sucks another post like this had to be made:/

lol you and me both

Where would your life be without LotC? I personally have no idea. I started in the latter part of 2015 as the map was shifting over from Athera to Vailor (I believe). From that moment, I believe I played religiously for a good two years. Every day after work/school I would go on the computer to my favorite minecraft server where, truth be told, some of my fondest memories of my teenage years have been made. As much as I love this server and do not for a second regret stumbling upon it, I do wonder what I would be like if LotC was something that I never came across. Just a fun little thing I think about from time to time as I hop on the server periodically. Anyone else in the same boat?

Thanks bud, I really do appreciate that:)

I used to try to go to the gym everyday. I was able to go consistently for a good 5-6 months. Then something always happens. Either I go on vacation for a couple days and my routine is broken, or (like what just happened,) I just got a new job as a mechanic. Its a very physical job where I lift things almost all day. My body is exhausted after my ten hour shift so there's just no point in going to the gym, at least right now. A tip I would say for staying consistent would be to set a timer on your phone for ten minutes when you're at the gym. If after ten minutes, you really don't want to be there, just head home and try again tomorrow. Best advice I've heard and is the only reason I was able to stay as consistent as I was.

As the flier hits Tarron, he quickly grabs it from his face, managing to poke himself in the eye during the process. "Ah this damn Northern wind!" He cries out trying to regain his vision and read the flier. "I hope they'll have biggun sized things" He says continuing to acquaint himself with the village.

What was your favorite era of lotc and why?

Keep birds for non-combat rp. Ban birds for combat rp.