Lord_of_losers

THEY SAY HE WAS GRAND.

"An excellent treaty, and an improvement of the Jadogar." An old Lurinite, now Hohkmati, was most pleased with the treaty and the way the meeting was conducted. She smiled. "Peaceful, prosperous years to come." She hoped.

A blonde Wizard has recently come into possession of a new hammer. "No... It can't be..." She looks at it, and shakes her head. "Nah. No way." Then dumps it into a chest.

She could have never expected that paper could bear such an impossible weight to it. Left to reflect on those decisive moments in which Razad impaled himself upon Faeryel's sword, she couldn't have known she'd come to hold in her hands the last will of the now dead Fatebinder. An expectation to be laid upon her, she was sure, that she dreaded to face. She did not believe that he deserved death, but he had chosen it. It was, after all, by his own will that he sought martial Kaggath as a noble end to his life - to die on his own terms. Why then, did such visceral guilt bury itself within her stomach? With a long sigh, and a deep breath in, she did find strength sufficient enough to read his final words... A reply maybe only heard by herself and another came after some thought; answering a question with another question. The last conversation they would ever have, and it was addressed with just five words. ". . . Was there ever any doubt?"

"... May this missive bring us peace, at last. Even if for a short while." Sarah spoke quietly in her home to another.

"Hooray! I was vindicated!" Sarah at some point celebrated the news!

"I don't like where this is going." - Sarah Artenin.

"hohkmat stays winning" - sarah artenin, local woman who was appointed to vizier status

ill play a rodent the day i can play a rat

Receiving the letter, she decided that reading it could wait until she found herself in the comfort of her own home, with a cuppa and a biscuit. Having spotted the more generic letters, she could only assume the very same collector of names was the writer of this letter. The handwriting matched, at least. Although touched by the short letter, glad to have given Chierae just a little more willpower, she was saddened by its sense of finality. Saddened, because it read as a final goodbye. She could sense that in writing this, the sender likely did not believe they would return cleansed - not of this curse, anyway. A sigh leaves her body. She rests her cheek against her own hand, propped up on the dining table to support her head. In her left hand, she read the contents a few more times before ultimately coming to terms with what it meant... This was the last time they'd ever speak, and she never had a chance to reply. Quite a few names she'd known, friends and some good acquaintances, had all met their end recently. Another candle would be lit, joining the company of two others that were nearing the end of their wick. Shutting her eyes, she offered a prayer to the fallen. "I pray that wherever you are, you are granted mercy. You did not deserve your fate, but life can be a cruel thing. Rest now, and may you find grace in the afterlife." - It was wishful thinking. The letter would be treated as a small treasure, a memento, tucked away and given care.

when will someone make the ashbringer

A blonde Wizard pours one out for the real one Sarrion, on some distant hilltop yet untouched by people. The sun was beginning to set, its honey coloured rays slowly vanishing beneath the horizon. She raises the glass in toast. "We never really spoke... I regret that, I think. But it's too late now, right?" "We can't visit the past, and those of us that are left carry on." "I hope that your last day was a peaceful one." A tired sigh escapes Sarah as she tips the glass, spilling the contents on the ground below. Come morning, a small mound of rocks is erected in Sarrion's name, and the explorer dubs the isle 'Sarrionland' before departing.

can i play one

eminence doesn't fill the niche of 'wizard' this should still be amended tho

you can just play a wonk anyway the ST can cry but what are they going to to do? ban you? ok. just eat the ban and keep playing the wonk when ur back lol its not difficult

Username: lord_of_losers Persona Name: Sarah Artenin Persona Age: Above the age of eighteen. Place of Residence / Street Address: Hohkmat, Enchanter's Way 5 Seat you are running for (ex. The People's seat of Val de Lagne): Notrebanc

"Love trees." Sarah Artenin says whilst eating a rare, sweet, tree sap by the fistful.

so true

hi, transfig has enhanced magelight and makes reference to normal magelight, which hasn't been around in a while i would like to re-add regular magelight, please! you can drop this under imagination in the main voidal conection post if you'd like :) Magelight [Combative] Magelight has long been a staple of magicians, tricksters, wizards and sorcerers, it was only a matter of time until it made a return. The caster is capable of imbuing mana into their aura to brighten it, causing it to shine and illuminate ones surroundings to a limited, harmless extent. This also allows them to alter its colour for the duration of the spell, including having 'dancing lights' that shift colour. co-writer credit to Toodles, we worked really really hard on this lore piece

hi - Prosthetics cannot be the heart, brain, prostate, liver, kidneys, intestines, type of gland, stomach, or anything else that would be utterly vital to the function of an individual. Any further prosthetics may be written and added to this lore piece via a lore addition piece. original new (in bold)

hi, please give us preservation back. thanks. Auxiliary Sigil - Sigil of Recollection This Sigil can be carved into an aurum surface no larger than a palm, which may then be pressed against a Golem's Sigil of Memory in order to create a copy of their existing memories from that point. Provided it is not cracked or damaged, and the Golem whose memories are stored has perished, it may then be activated by a Golemancer and pressed against a new core's Sigil of Memory to transfer over the stored information. Both the 'backup' and 'restore' function of the Sigil take [2] emotes. One to activate, one to backup/restore. Once used, the Sigil will crack, and be rendered useless.

"I have not read it, but I feel in my soul that it is time. Time for me to take my rightful place as Empress of all Mankind." Said Sarah Artenin, the soon to be Empress that sits upon the throne of Man.