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Kinslayer

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About Kinslayer

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    Rock beats mage

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    Male
  • Location
    USA
  • Interests
    Programming.
  • Minecraft Username
    Kinslayer
  • Character Name
    Nazorean

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  1. +1 good magek
  2. Edit, full skin or head? - Full Skin Race - Adunians Age - 17 Gender - Male Hair style - Shaggy Hair, eye and skin colour - Black hair - Almond Eyes - Pale skin Outfit description - He wore a blue robe, it seeming fancy and nice. It had a belt and some pouches about the waist. Other details you want me to add - A light scar upon his left cheek. Steve or Alex skin base? - Steve
  3. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) +1
  4. A flesh-smithed farfolk grumbles, liking his new features.
  5. Welcome, I like your snow elf :)
  6. In Aleskandria, the birds chirped and the dogs barked. The water was calm and lily pads upon them sat with frogs, croaking in a sleepy way as the sun rose beyond the mountains. The people of the city and palace yawned, waking up to do their work and shuffle to their normal lives. The sweet air came upon the winds, and the flowers rustled, their sweet smell drifting nearer to the city. The farmer tended to his flower, and the baker kneaded his dough. The guard sat in the gate house lazily and looked down upon the bustle of the city and its shops, greeting his friends and royals. The king signed papers and treatises, going over the bits and bobs of his kingdom. The mages practiced their magic and the alchemists went to work on gathering herbs and new plants. Life was peaceful, and the wind was sweet. And so it shall stay, Aleksandria hopes. - Written by Inanis, 1600.
  7. +1, we need more dwarv lore.
  8. I really like forum Roleplay honestly. I've thought about posting in this sub-forum area, but nobody is ever here but a small handful of you folk.
  9. "Those who seek power, in a peaceful and free state will lead into the ways of its previous rulers." Inanis shook his head at the news, remembering his protests to the ones talking near the court house. "Those who claim to see a growing crisis over the horizon, make one for themselves. For a crisis is a state, held by the people, not by the country. This will only lead to more control for them, and less for the people in the actual city. Whether this is wanted or not; it is a power play. High Elves, I thought, better than the humans like us. We have such short lives, this should at least indicate our strive for power, but those who seek power and are elves have no mortal clock excuse. They only seek for power over others, they could be a truly peaceful nation, no qualms or hatred upon them. I hope they see the error of their ways soon and stop this madness." He sighed, muttering to himself and those around him, looking at them with some contempt. "We will just have to wait, just a matter of time before we see what they do."
  10. we only want to have the most fun, friend. :)
  11. Make an adunian.
  12. (i'll hurt, come in my side of the mineman roleplay just watch)
  13. Now what came with the forgetfulness of things, was the questioning of the real world. For to truly learn from sense and from true reason and logic of the mind. You had to know what was real, and what was not real. You might say that of course, things you can touch are real, and things you can feel and experience are real. But how do we know that these are simply illusions or dreams. The way we do this is to test our true consciousnesses. Going from what you know will get you far, but going from what you have tested will truly involve you in believing the world around. For the nature of the world and the nature of our lives is truly strange. We can never know whether things are illusion, unless tested. The Apple To reason, we must first start with an object. An apple will do. In our disbelief of everything now, we shall have to prove than apple is truly real. With this we can make up multiple steps to test the validity of the apple, and whether it is real or fake. 1. Can the apple be effected by the reason of our current state and world?; This apple, falls when you throw it, this apple also has a certain feeling and a certain application of force when used upon somebody else. It also has a weight, and an area. It passes in this regard. 2. Can the apple be manipulated, with effects upon you. You can taste this apple, you can tear it off and feel the juices inside of it. You can bruise yourself with it, and bruise the apple itself. 3. Can you truly accept its being. Maybe, this apple has passed the previous tests, but how do we know that it is real. How do we know that anything is actually real, or that anything is not an illusion and we aren't living in some type of strange state. ------ In truth, there is no true deduction on the 'physical' world. Everything, as we know it, could be a lie and you could never know. Whether a dream world, an illusion by some devilish mage, or just you, being truly the being in the world. For there has been seen the absence of creation in our world, and the destruction of anything in our world. Who is to say, that everything isn't falling apart, or falling into place for us to explore. For I have heard, our people travel from worlds to worlds, from other worlds and lands. Seemingly random they come up in the history books. Who is to say that these were not created just now, and you are being tricked into believing in them. Though, we must not worry about these things. You are living where you are now. Though it is something interesting. Is anything actually acceptable in terms of reality. There is no true deduction of something real, there is always a side path that leads you down the rabbit whole into questioning. ~~~~~~ Inanis, Circa 1599.
  14. Nazorean stood on the edge of the water, his eyes drawn to it, transfixed and an obsession drawn to it. He smiled as he saw his face in the tide, it pulled back slowly, his reflection going with. He decided to sit now, on the coast, his feet planted firmly in the hot sand. A beautiful coast it was, Asul. Nazorean had not traveled these lands too extensively but it was certainly beautiful, and he liked how the warm sand felt on his feet. Far away from the cold lands, strange climate, and general area of Tahn he sat away from all troubles. Maybe the troubles of the other realms washed away at his feet and with the sand. The water, the most free a man could be, a man would wish to flow with their flux and spontaneous behavior. The water wished and swayed, its current never ending and voyage never ceasing, till the end of creation, or the lack of it, it fell. And even then, where the lack of creation began, the water still flowed deep into whatever that was. Nazorean wandered the coast, feeling the stray and harder currents hit against him, but it was no matter for he got up and kept on walking. Mountains beside him and wind in the trees, salt in the air. Those who went with whatever lead them to others were the happiest, it seemed. So if you were to go with the waves, why not be happy there? This thought came upon him for sometime, and it had him reflect. Some time to reflect on the sandy beaches, the salty air, and with the gulls. Someday he would be happy, and maybe even smart. But there were somethings he had to tend to first. Nazorean thought to be, he'd have to let most things go, or things that had drained the happiness from him, things that had hurt him. Let them go and let them return to be gone again with the current as well. He thought that maybe if he were to have a restart, he would be truly happy. To those he had hurt, he would forget, to those he had been friends with, he would forget. Only a few he would stay with, maybe this was best for him and his strive to be happy. At such a young age, he thought this. Though with the short years he could have, he had wanted to the best for himself and others. He would continue his studies, but forgetting the most important things, brought him more happiness. Forgotten they, who were important to him, with the exception of some. Dead to him until be resurrected in the new mind he had thought for himself. A new kingdom and control over himself he fancied. For this next belief came with the forging of a new name. A new man for him to shell into; the same look he would have, a different way of life he would attempt to follow. Forgetting the creation of the world, forgetting the Aenguls, Daemons, and gods. He only knew the world. Knowing the world is how he would come to happiness. Forgetting the important things was how he would get to knowing the true world. For what lie before the world, and before the true nature of the void and other things; was the people who tried to create their own in it. To create your true self in it, you must know nothing, and strive to learn things. Inanis.