PeachLova

Ya’ll are hilarious. Can’t wait to see you all go down for condoning this behavior. 

Just now, ABruhhMoment said:

A previous Snow Elven commandant chuckles as the ‘aheral woman goes back to sitting as usual.

“I hope he dies.”

“. . .” Allora goes back to gate duty.

“How was your day Llori?” Her wife is as sweet as ever. The woman strolls into the room, immediately going to take the high elf into her embrace.

Allora is bent over a flimsy stool, and keeps to sharpening her blade. She enjoys her love’s kind gestures, and unknowingly leans back into her comfort. It only takes a few more innocent prods, and Gwen has her attention. The high elf gleams up, offering a kind smile to the younger elf. “Work was eventful.”

 “Go back to your silver kin.” She still hears his voice. His cries when the Irrinites cornered him into the gates and strangled his person.

”Work was great,” she adds, still smiling.

“The ‘aheral have made their call. They have sullied their name through ignorance. It is time that the true mali rise! For IRRINOR!” Allora Kriswynn, Sister Doe of Caerme’onn would raise her sword into the air after the Battle of 1735, celebrating the victory Irrinor and all her allies. 

Asra would look over the advisory several times, with each time resulting in more hair being pulled. “It’s amazing how my blood is shared with these buffoons.”

Asra would read the missive while obnoxiously chewing on what remains of a beetroot. With one arm lazily sling over his lover’s shoulders, he uses the other to crumble and toss the initial notice into a desolate corner of their room. 

“You know what-“, the mali plops a kiss on his lover’s cheek. “I think they’re on to something. I can feel the gay just flowing out of my system.”

Several moments pass, and the Qali elf continues, “Naw, still gay.”

He feels Artanis, who turns over and buries his head into Asra’s side, reply monotonously. And though they have gone through half a case of beetroots, their marriage of twenty-three years has yet to waver in the slightest. The gay lovers continue to munch on the vegetable, while occasionally stealing cheeky kisses like the homosexuals they are. 

Navia sticks her tongue out as she signs her name over her masterpiece. The girl picks herself from the floor, running to where the Irrinor shipment of wreaths was being put together. She sticks a foot into the boards of a cart, and stuffs her artwork into the corner of the shipment.  ”Yesssss.” She loves her gay parents.

The play has been rescheduled to August 4^th at the same time (5EST)

QALASHEEN NIGHTS - A SONGBIRD PLAY 

[MUSIC] 

 A missive seems to have been posted around any available notice boards within the major cities around Arcas!

Only one may enter here
One whose worth 
lies far within
A diamond in the rough

[SYNOPSIS]

Our story comes from the crown jewel of the Vailor desert, the capital of Khalestine, the great city of Al-Wakrah. A man, stricken with vengeance, begins his search for the greatest of powers: A golden lamp hidden beneath the ravenous sands of his home, in the deepest cavern known to the descendants. It trembles with great power, for within its golden walls, lies a powerful genie willing to grant three wishes to whomever is daring enough to travel below and take the lamp as their own.
 
We follow the story of Al-Wakrah’s infamous street-rat, a boy by the name of Akmar. He runs through the busy streets, swiping anything he can come in contact with. It is then, that he crosses paths with Khalestine’s crown prince, the handsome Prince Sahib who wishes no more than to see his people thrive. Together, Akmar and Sahib will take control of the magic lamp, leading it away from evil.
 
Qalasheen Nights is a play penned by the Lenetta Seed, otherwise known as the Songbirds, and Nemir Valnelis Iyliar of Llyria. It follows the thrilling tales of the Qali tribes alongside elven flair that is sure to excite all. Join us in the elven settlement of Irrinor to indulge in this great desert tale.

[ACTORS AND ACTRESSES]

 
Beneath the drawing of Sahib and Akmar is a list of the main cast.
 
[Narrator] : Lyemar Aureon
[Lead Actor] Akmar : Asra Songbird
[Supporting Actor] Prince Sahib : Artanis Caerme’onn
[Supporting Actor/Main Antagonist] Kafar : Eleyas Songbird
[Supporting Actress] Genie : Llenn Songbird
Sultan : Esmelinda Songbird
Sahib’s Suitor : Devika Songbird

Kafar’s Parrot : Tahlana Songbird
 

OOC:
The Songbirds will be performing in Irrinor at the end of this week. 
Saturday, August 3rd at 5 EST. 

Coordinates: (1730 64 -599)

The Greater Irrinite Wrestling Tournament [Ending]

The Prince Artanis Caerme’onn looked to those gathered in pride. Together, they circle the fighting pits, chanting the names of the various contestants ready to participate in the settlement’s first-ever wrestling competition. Just a few paces from the prince stands a flamboyantly colored elf. He shifts his gaze between a checklist and those ready to get bloodied and battered in the hours to come: 

The first set of fights come and go in a flash. Like flies, contestants fly to the sidelines in defeat. Winners of each one walk to the opposite end in triumph, waiting for their next go in the sand. 

In no time, only four contestants make up the waiting roster: the Prince Avius Csarathaire, beloved herb merchant Therren, the snow elven commander Aesilnoth Annungilben, and the common man Arnold. Therren and Aesilnoth meet their rounds in the pits, Therren coming out on top to face Avius Csarathaire. The herb merchant reigns supreme, beating the prince in two successful rounds out of three. Therren takes first place, Avius Csarathaire second, and in a final round, Aesilnoth takes third. 

The citizens of Irrinor celebrate the champions and look forward to the next tournament.

OOC:

We’re thankful to everyone who participated in the tournament. Per its success, we hope to host another tournament in the coming future to those interested. 

The Greater Irrinite Wrestling Tournament 

[Music]

Fliers are posted around the various cities and crossroads of Arcas, telling of a wrestling tournament being held in the elven settlement of Irrinor. 

We invite the elves of Arcas to the first-ever Wrestling Tournament held in the settlement of Irrinor. All are invited to participate in the tournament set to take place in just a little under one elven week.

((This Friday, July 21st at 5 EST))

Competitors must complete an application in addition to paying a fee of 50 Minae to participate. All applications must be submitted an hour prior to the tournament’s commencement. Any applicant who submits their form post-deadline will be denied participation. Payment of the 50 Minae fee will be collected on the day of the tournament by Irrinite officials. 

A variety of food and drinks will be served for those in attendance. The Songbirds will also perform a short piece during the tournament’s halftime.

Application Format

What is your name?:

((What is your Minecraft username?)):

((Discord)):

Additional Comments:

OOC:

The Greater Irrinite Wrestling Tournament will be hosted this Friday (July 26th, 2019) at 5 EST in the Elven Charter of Irrinor.

Coordinates: (1730 64 -599)

Just now, sx20master said:

Housing Application

((OOC)) MC NAME: Reflexsun

 

Name: “Blink”

 

Race: Wood Elf

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): N/A

Housing complete. Welcome to Irrinor!

1 minute ago, TheGayGuardian2 said:

((OOC)) MC NAME: TheRainbowRoyal

 

Name: Mayan Avern (Doctor Avern)

 

Race: Snow elf

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): Practitioner

 

Dependents: Mhel Anarion (Saffryie)

Housing complete! Welcome to Irrinor!

On 7/12/2019 at 9:22 PM, Mhirban said:

Housing Application

((OOC)) MC NAME: OtisJustOtis

 

Name: Aleina

 

Race: Wood elf

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): Songbird

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): Is child a profession?

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

On 7/12/2019 at 7:32 PM, Youngie5500 said:

((OOC)) MC NAME:

 

Name: Therren

 

Race: Mali’ame

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): N/A

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): N/A

On 7/13/2019 at 11:45 AM, Simochii said:

((OOC)) MC NAME: Burmice

 

Name: Mitsuki

 

Race: Mali’Ame

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): n/a

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): brewmaster

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): n/a

On 7/13/2019 at 11:38 PM, PandyCat said:

Housing Application

((OOC)) MC NAME: TheWolfOfGames

 

Name: Blaze

 

Race: Wood Elf

 

Seed/Clan: N/A

 

Profession/Craft:  N/A

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you: N/A

On 7/13/2019 at 2:58 PM, LaffenOutLoud said:

((OOC)) MC NAME: LaffenOutLoud

 

Name: Skylar Taliame’onn

 

Race: Mali’ame

 

Seed/Clan (If none, leave N/A): Taliame’onn

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): Druid, botanist, healer, priest, weaver

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): Aligar Reg’wir (boyfriend), Gladiolus Taliame’onn (unborn son), Amaryllis Taliame’onn (daughter, would visit often, not live full-time)

Housing for Aleina, Therren, and Mitsuki complete! Welcome to Irrinor!

Housing for Skylar and Blaze processing! Please speak with an Irrinite Steward.

Mani Kaliri

The Mani Masquerade 

Music 

[!]

As the Elves of Irrinor celebrate the city’s great completion, a flock of ravens make their way across the continent of Arcas delivering notice of an upcoming event. The letters are sealed with the official seal of Irrinor: the joined familial crests of stag and phoenix on a pallet of gold.

“We gather to celebrate the Fourth Omentahu. The sons and daughters of Malin reunite under one Mother Tree with shared values of peace and prosperity. And now, with open arms, we invite the descendants to join us. Let us raise our glasses to what we hold dear. Under colors of yellow, purple, and blue, we dance the night away to welcome a new era in this land we call home!”

“Those in attendance are encouraged to come under the guise of an elven patron or any great symbol of nature. Let it be the great antlers of Amaethon or the fearsome fangs of Morea. And let it be the vibrant feathers of the common hummingbird or the fearsome scales of our reptilian companions.”

OOC:

The Mani Masquerade will be hosted this Friday (July 19th, 2019) at 5 EST in the Elven Charter of Irrinor. 

Coordinates: (1730 64 -599)

4 hours ago, flameboy1241 said:

 

 

Housing Application

((OOC)) MC NAME: FlameBoy1241

 

Name: Cella Ivernthorn

 

Race: Wood elf

 

Seed/Clan: NA

 

Profession/Craft (If none, leave N/A): Herbalist

 

List any family or dependents who will be staying with you (If none, leave N/A): Laelia (OOC MC Name:  LadySpectral  ) 

Housing Complete! Welcome to Irrinor! 

“Do they know what magic is?”, a curious seer crumbles the paper, tossing it into the bonfire that roars near the gates of Adria. 

Asra encouragingly patted Eleyas’ back:  “We have waited a long time for this to happen. Smile now, brother. The people of this land will rejoice.” 

“No mention of us?” Asra rubs his chin in thought. 

“Oh my!” The eastern woman would remark as she scurried past the notice board. “Lady Juliya’s dress cannot wait!”

OOC Name: PeachLova

RP Name: Allora A.S Kriswynn

Location of home: N/A

Proof of purchase: 

Lazi stared at the post in utter confusion- "Is he okay? Should someone take him to a doctor?"

Nights like these she wondered what had been going on inside his head. It had been nights like this- Where the winter winds howled outside, and Antarctic drafts made their way through the household to chill all of its residents- That she was left to wonder what had been consuming his thoughts. Nights like these where she curled up on their bed, holding their dear boy in a bundle of blankets, that she watched her husband hunch over his desk in despair. These were the nights she would let her mind wander into the various possibilities. 

"Love, isn't it time for bed?" The soft features of her son kept her voice mellow. It was late. The sun had set and the moon was bright in the night sky. 

In response, she only heard a measly grunt. 

In time, he would arise from his desk, groggily making his way to the bed. Her love would curl up in their blankets, graced by the sight of his wife and son illuminated by the fire-light. 

She would eventually put the boy to sleep, tucking him in well to ward off all the frigid heathens of the night. Afterwards, she would lazily trudge over to the bed, snuggling up by her husband's side.

Nights like these left her to her thoughts. Nights like these had her saying: "It will be alright."

-Allora Kriswynn
 

From her study she had been graced by the glorious sound of victory. 

"Finally."

Having attended various warclaims in the past, this new concept sounds interesting! Can't wait to see it in action.