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Written on the day of the 20th of Malin’s Welcome, 1624 Due to the destruction of our precious elcihi by the iler Crumena Izalith, cursed be his name, we the mali’aheral, had been scattered - separated through the lands without place to reside or call home. However, our time in the darkness is being presently alleviated. We now have a temporary place to congregate, a refugee camp outside of the city of Adelburg, dubbed Lin’okaral. By the graciousness of His Imperial Majesty the Emperor, we have been granted a space to gather in the interim until we might reclaim the elcihi from our persecutors. For those mali‘aheral who fear that this means we are under the rule of the valah, this is not the case. We are still independently running what goes on within our walls, and we are still under the guidance of our esteemed Maheral, Andria Ith'ael. The Empire’s men, however, have been tasked with keeping us safe from raiders and outside forces that may wish to cause harm to our kin. Within our walls, you are free to undertake your studies and socialize as you please in the assured safety of the Empire. We are a home to all pure mali’thill who wish to seek refuge with us must only come forth to the camp, located outside of Adelburg to the right of the main gate. If you have trouble finding it then simply go to the gate of the city and ask for directions, one of the amiable guards will guide you to our place of residence. I ask that you all return home, for even though we have been knocked down and cracked - we have not been shattered, and very soon we shall rise again to retake the city that was stolen from us. MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA Signed; Ysmay Onennea, denizen of Lin'okaral Carvalon Maeyr'onn, Okarir'tir Andria Ith'ael, Maheral

I believe this will be a good addition, it stops people from cycling through magics just to get the ability to enchant with them. For someone reason, a specific person comes to mind. Anyhow, I believe this is a good nerf and will really help balance out the magic. Good idea!

Ysmay Onenna would step up to the podium, her digits wrapping around either side before she'd clear her throat. Her eyes scan the crowd before her as she'd adjust her papers with both hands. "I, Ysmay Onenna, come before you today to nominate myself for the position of Okarir'san, the Bearer of News. As Okarir'san I plan to keep the people of elcihi well informed of the day to day events that have occurred in elchihi. I plan to keep the people in touch with the movements and decisions of the Council, so that no mali'thill is out of touch with the council." Ysmay would clear her throat once more, adjusting her papers rather fluently as she spoke before the crowd. "The speaker must keep an unbiased opinion of the situation, and offer a third person perspective of any circumstance. The speaker must be accurate with the information they share, and I promise never to tell lies or to slander the name of another without justification. I, Ysmay Onenna, offer to you the people of elcihi a voice that shall only share to you the truth, and nothing but the truth. A voice that shall tell you what you not only what to know, but what you need to know!" And with that, Ysmay would smile to the crowd as her digits would grasp the papers before her once more. Her gaze scanned the crowd once more before offering a dip of her head and a swift exit.

"Am I dead? Or is this one of those dreams? Those horrible dreams that seem like they last forever? If I am alive, why? Why? If there is a God or whatever, something, somewhere, why have I been abandoned by everyone and everything I've ever known? I've ever loved? Stranded. What is the lesson? What is the point? God, give me a sign, or I have to give up. I can't do this anymore. Please just let me die. Being alive hurts too much." ((xddd)) The red hooded figure moves her way through the corridor of the underground establishment in which she called home. A small bag over her shoulder and her blonde hair visible from the front. Her high heels making a soft sound with every step she made upon the stone flooring as she progressed further down the hallway. Upon reaching a set of stairs she began to move up the staircase with sluggish movement, as though she was dreading what was up above. At the top was a door where she halted and took down her hood, revealing the wicked woman. Kypris’dionne opens the door slowly, a soft creek echoing into the seemingly empty room before her. She begins to enter the room before uttering a soft set of words “Ilum”. Soon after the words were spoken candles adjacent from each other word begin to light up the room, revealing another blonde woman resting in a rocking chair in the far corner of the room. The room was well decorated to fit a young girl. Dolls littered the floor and makeup was scattered over a vanity on the left side of the room. She’d walk to the vanity picking up a small hand mirror, looking at her reflection with a genuine curve from the corner of her lips. “Shall we get going?” Kypris turns back to the girl with a sigh, moving across the room to hug the now rising woman tightly. “Where is Illidar? Celandine? Have you not told them? Please, tell me you left them letters... drawings or something! Are you sure you want to do this? ” “I couldn’t bring them, they would try to stop me. You know they would look for another way, but you and I both know there isn't another way around this. There is no fix. I left them each a letter, everyone that I love or cared for.” “Are you sure you want to do this, sister?” “I have to.” She and the woman began to work their way through another corridor, this one much more ancient in appearance and stank of mold. Kypris’dionne turns to her companion, one who appeared to be older than Kypris, but with quite similar facial features about her. “Who are we meeting?” The companion would not reply as the duo reached the end of the hallway there was figure present, a man, Gareth. She’d run into his arms and offer a hug that seemed to last a lifetime, a single tear rolling down her cheek. She’d release him and offer him a smile, and he did the same. “Kiss Hela goodbye for me.” Behind him was another door which he beckoned for her to open, and so she did. The door would close behind her with a loud thud, and with that, she was gone in the blink of an eye. The girl who loves mysteries so much, she became one. "She'll be back."

Okarir'mali: Cinh'llytn [ ] Tennallar Ilmoriel [X] Abstain [ ] Okarir'lin: Cinh'llytn [ ] Tennallar Ilmoriel [X] Abstain [ ] Okarir'lliran: Varen'thal Ilmoriel [X] Vuln'llyt Fi'talareh [ ] ((The Nameless One)) [ ] Abstain [ ] Okarir'indor: Cenwall Glaeus [ ] Abstain [X] - Ysmay Brina brina

Happy birthday! One question, however... Are traps gay?

Moira would hear of the news in passing as she'd make her way through the streets of Adelburg. "Such a sad day when a good man dies." she'd hear from a woman, and in return she'd release a chuckle.

Not Hawaii

Looking out into the water, I sat there and watched the waves crash up against the Iceberg in which I called home. My legs dangling off the edge, and the moon to keep me company as my sisters were inside, sleeping this glorious night away. The moon left a dazzling reflection upon the ocean that kept our home afloat, the moon was full tonight. Looking up I saw the stars shining so bright, and up there I think I saw a star that reminded me of my sister, Louise. She was a sweet and innocent girl when I knew her, I wonder where she is now? Hopefully, she’s happy, that’s all I wish for her, something I know she’ll need. Her bright smile is what reminded me of that star, and forever now I shall call it by no other name. I take a gander down into the water, where I got the chills as I thought of what might linger in these waters. I saw only once when Sif had to deal with her daughter Analiana. “I thought the love of our mothers was supposed to be unconditional?” I’d speak allowed, looking into the water beneath my feet. What could that Analiana girl have done that so as bad as the fate she received? I know Mother would never harm me, no matter what I had done to upset her. They branded her a traitor, and I’ve always been one for second chances. “Why wasn’t she worthy of another shot?” Though I’ve learned regardless of how close I’ve grown to my sisters and long I have to roam this realm, I’ll never be able to sate this hunger. The hunger that howls from my depths and demands to be sated. I am fortunate that I haven’t had to gather my own food as much as the other sisters might’ve. I have people looking out for me, people making sure I’m alright, but all things considered, I guess I am lucky. Not lucky to have received this curse, but lucky the regardless of me being chosen, I still have people who care for me. “Svette and Eletha, my two sisters. I never got to meet Raenah, and that saddens me. Though I am lucky to have others in my shoes, others in this same predicament with me. Svette is a powerful woman, strong. Eletha is a foolish one, always getting herself into trouble, though I sometimes wish my life were as exciting as hers. Eletha she, she reminds me a lot of you, Louise.” I called out as I look up at the moon and the bright star as if someone were going to reply to me. I felt silly doing this, but when I look up to the moon I feel less alone; because I know someone else is looking at it too. Rising up to my feet, I’d look up to the moon some more, offering it a smile before I turned back to the ‘berg, and made my way inside to catch some sleep. ((Figured I'd try a different perspective in my writing, not sure how this came out so feel free to let me know!))

OMG OMG OMG IT'S NO SECRET I LOVE THE FROST WITCHES AND NOW I FINALLY CAN BE ONE!

you ARE NOTHING BUT MEAN TO ME MISTER Anyway all yokes aside, lets crack this egg. 1) Favorite LoTC city that isn't the Welves? 2) Favorite race that isn't the Welves? ;) 3) Favorite Magic? 4) Favorite music? 5) Favorite map? 6) How are you feeling today?

Kypris'dionne signs.

Kypris would look into the mirror before her, within the Northwood plot, hearing the news she'd begin to wipe the black tears filled with makeup that ran down her cheeks. She'd look at her reflection for a short moment, before releasing a high pitched shrill and slamming a fist into the mirror that would send shards of said mirror everywhere. Looking to her bloody fist she'd release another set of sobs, and begin moving towards a chair by the fire place. She'd fall into the seat and curl herself into a ball, where she'd continue to cry. "I'm gonna miss you... Taliyu, my love..."

Fine. Because you were too stupid to see where I was going with the first comment, let me reiterate: This is a discount dark magic for people who aren't able to get actual dark magic, and it has no real purpose to exist whatsoever. It also doesn't mesh with any of the current voidal lore/workings of current voidal magic. *SHRUG*

I love the way you take someone's opinion of your lore, so adulty!

I do too love shade magic, glad the rewrite's finally out! @Tsuyose

Gonna miss you!!!