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    Ariselle - Hannah Cooper - Alydril Daemyr - Eldon Avern - Antelyeun Atmorice - Matie Gammidge
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    High Elf - Human - Dark Elf - High Elf - Snow Elf - Halfling

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  1. (WARNING: LOTS OF TEXT AND LONG POST IN SPOILERS! Sorry if it looks wacky ;-;) #1 (In spoiler is a gift I will be paying for someone ? ) #2 My Character Ariselle! #3 Alydril my Druid!
  2. RP Name:: Ariselle MC Username: FlyingEagleEye Discord: You have it! (Private) What Nation Are You Affliated With?: Northgate? Why Do You Wish To Come?: I wish to discover the land prior to Vailor, I joined in Vailor and I want to see what Athera is, and I’m very excited to do so! What Skills Can You Bring?: Medical Knowledge, knows how to swing a sword and use a shield! RP Name:: Alydril Daemyr MC Username: EagleEyeKK Discord: You have it! (Private) What Nation Are You Affliated With?: Druids Why Do You Wish To Come?: I wish to discover the land prior to Vailor, I joined in Vailor and I want to see what Athera is, and I’m very excited to do so! What Skills Can You Bring?: Druidism, knows how to fight!
  3. Hello, hope everyone enjoyed their Christmas! Or other holiday! ? ?

  4. A dark elf druidess sat on a branch of the Mother Grove tree, the blindfold wrapped around her right wrist as she stared outward with grey red eyes. Her pitch black hair blew in the wind, though she immediately turned towards the sound of a mali’ame druid shouting. A single pause and she looked at her right hand, within it were two sets of red, white, and blue Warhawke beads. “So it’s finally time huh...?” She murmured and clenched her right hand, clasping the Warhawke beads. “The time to fight for the Balance and Arcas as a whole has come...” Alydril frowned lightly. “Corryn, Novan, Cetta...Toren, Quillian, Calius, Guyden, Artimec...” A pause. “You gave me a new life...you brought me so much happiness and taught me to cherish the land I live on. I will not let the voidal tears win, and soon, the Descendants will fight Grief.” Her eyes began to glow white. “This ends here, we’re coming for you! Aspects, Ancestors, guide and protect us all, for my family and friends, you will perish!” She hopped from her branch to prepare herself for battle. A human in armor meanwhile heard of this as she was traveling with her black mare. She took a pause, removing her helmet, her long brown hair fell and her green eyed gaze staring in the direction of the awaited battle. “A fight against the void, to protect Arcas huh?” She shook her head. “You have underestimated the will of us Descendants, and that’ll cost you. That was always a rule in war...” She sighed, looking to her steed. “Well, if everyone else is fighting, might as well join in eh? Besides, if I’m going out, least I’m going out with a bang.” She smirked, moving to put her helmet back on. “I haven’t been in a battle like this in years...gotta admit I’m excited.” She hopped on her steed, her sword sheathed on her back. “Let’s go!” With a slap of the reins, the horse and Hannah rode to the battle. A high elf looked out the window of her apartment in Haelun’or. She held a look of frown and worry, looked down with her green eyes and moving a strand of her light blonde hair behind her ear. “The final battle? Against the void?” She sounded reluctant. “The odds are turned, but we have made it this far...” Ariselle clasped her hands together, closing her eyes. “We have to win this...but I can’t fight...” She then turned to look at an old dagger and a green gem amulet right next to it. “But you will join the fray either way, won’t you? Then...wait for me. I will help everyone any way I can, for my family and friends.” With a new look of determination in her eyes, she began to pack needed supplies, her medical kit, and any spare weapons she had, preparing herself for the battle at hand. ((Very excited to fight with everyone and join the event, can’t wait!!))
  5. A human brunette woman, donned in armor, sat by her desk in her own private room. As an eagle flies to her with the missive, she carefully took the missive from the talons and looked it over with her piercing green eyes. Upon finishing the missive, she took a deep breath, and then yelled out. “What the ****!?” She then threw the missive to the other side of the room. “Why is it that every time we move lands, it seems that there is in increase in stupidity!?” She groaned, the eagle just staring at her. “At this point I’m wondering what will be the thing that will kill descendant kind at the end of the world.” She rubbed her forehead. “Whatever, their business, not mine, not gonna get involved, nope...” She then looked at her eagle. “I need a vacation...” A dark elfess with a blindfold over her eyes sat in a high branch of a tree, and within her left hand was a stick. A blue bird flew to her shoulder, and as the bird dropped the missive, the elfess extended her hand to catch the missive. She then opened the missive and her fingers ran through the letters to read it. She frowned as she read. “Oh dear...” She mumbled to herself. When she finished reading, she folded the letter neatly and pocketed it. She then looked to the blue bird. “Welp...” She said. “Let’s head to Irrinor, I could use a visit.” She then hopped down from the tree and made her way off to do just that, the bird flying close.
  6. (Incoming Long Post, sorry!) A young high elven woman with blonde hair and green eyes traveled to the grave site, holding with her freshly grown a bouquet of white tulips, blue orchids, and red roses. She held with her a grim look, one of great sadness as she finally reached her destination. She stood there for a long moment, looking around at the offerings that were placed nearby. Flowers of all sorts, brought here for the man who was lost, she knew. She took a deep breath, nearly choking up though as she seemed near close to crying, but held it in. She moved to a spot near the grave, and paused, staring at it. ‘She never knew him...’ She can imagine the thoughts of other mali’thill, strangers. ‘I don’t understand why...’ ‘She never even met him...rather odd of her I would say...’ A pause. ‘Why does she care?’ She can hear them in her head, somewhat, replaying like a record starting a song once again. But maybe they had a reason to question her. She never knew him, she never met him, she doesn’t know who he is. All she knew was the situation that had occurred. So why then? Why do this? Why care when she never knew the guy? Why cry for him? Why bother? But she had her reasoning. For this situation, she dusted the negative rumors and the questioning that made her unease. Then a single thought- no, a memory popped up in her head, a saying that she remembers from long ago. “Why do you pay respects to someone who is gone, Haelun?” A young mali’thill child asked, and the woman knew it was her as a kid. A pause, and then a small smile, no anger, but of kindness and compassion, the mother knew the child asked out of curiosity and confusion. It was one of the only memories she has of her mother. “Because...every man and woman lives, and dies...that is life, but...paying respects puts the soul at peace and makes them happy. That way they aren’t sad or angry. Some die...by their own hands...” She paused. “Why?” “Some do it because of the pain they suffered, or the pain they think or caused to others...it makes them sad...truly...” The child paused and then said. “Then...then we’ll make them happy, right? Won’t they get lonely?” “Not if you visit them often...it makes them happy too...” The mother then smiled and the memory fades to another, or perhaps a dream? The woman can’t remember which. Two children are playing, both girls, and they seemed happy and carefree. They were playing tag...the mali’thill child seemed to be smiling wide. “Can’t catch me!” The other child, older, with a burn scar on her face and the mali’thill woman recognized as her best friend from long ago, smirked as she chased her. “Oh yeah? Watch me, just you wait!” They run into the graveyard, and the older child paused at a grave site, she stopped and stared at it. It was the grave of another child, a stranger. The mali’thill child noticed this and ran back to see what caused her best friend to stop. “What is it? Is something wrong?” The other child did not answer, instead she walked around, where she picks a lonely red flower, almost looks like fire, and walks back to the grave, planting it where the grave was. The mali’thill watched in silence, frowning in confusion. The best friend then closed her eyes and held her head low, in respect, and the mali’thill tried her best to match what she was doing. After a long moment of silence, the older girl spoke. “...Death can be sad...y’know?” A pause. “Some die leaving loved ones behind, but some die alone...and it’s sad to think if they wanted to be alone or not...or wanted to have someone...” She took a deep breath. “No one should be alone...it’s their choice if they want to be but...that’s why I did this...to make this person not so lonely...” The girl then stood up and gave a smile, perhaps one of determination. “It also gives me a reminder, to live life! That’s what life is about, right? To live it?” The mali’thill stood in amazement, but she gave a smile back, nodding. “Y-Yeah!” “Keep that in mind, okay? Now...you might wanna start running...” The mali’thill paused. “Why?” “Before I tag you!” The best friend laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you a fifteen second head start, okay?” The older girl smirked and it all fades to reality. The mali’thill then shook her head, with her reasoning in mind. She came here so to give respects to the man who had died. Yes, she never knew him, or even may not have met him. But she didn’t care. She didn’t care if this wasn’t the social normal right now. She wanted the man to be happy, and even not be alone. She wanted him to rest in peace, so his soul can move in. She never really knew about an afterlife, but she hoped the man would still be happy. Even if she was a stranger. The mali’thill woman then began to plant the flowers carefully. Once that was done, she pulled out a note she had written. And set the note beside the flowers. The note read like this: “Pelilasdir Vontia’athem, To a man, who I may not know, yes, but even then, I still cry for the dead. I hope you live happy now, maybe beyond here...and that you are not alone...know that your loved ones will always love you, that they will never forget you, that you are someone who had loved and was loved. Don’t forget the good sides, the good memories, and I hope you rest in peace. To the loved ones of Pelilasdir Vontia’athem, I can only wish the best for you, I am sorry for the pain and the situation caused...I only pray he didn’t suffer badly in the end, and that he is happy. But don’t forget him. Remember all the happy memories, the laughs, the inspirations, the happiness that he gave and shared. With best wishes to heart. Sincerely, Ariselle [!] A poem was also added to the bottom of the note. It read: “Roses are red, Violets are blue, Even in or no crime. They still shine, But none brighter than you, Some may not have a clue, But you shined silver, tears that mark a tale, at least for a stranger.” Once the woman had set all her items down, she stood up, speaking softly. “Rest in peace, llir, I only hope you are happy.” And then the woman made her trail away, but not without finally crying.
  7. House Number: 13 Your Name: Ariselle Do you live alone? Yes/No Names of Additional Occupants (if applicable): N/A Your Relationship with the Occupants (if applicable, e.g. spouse, children, sibling): N/A
  8. Name: Songleain Age: Eight Race: Half Dark-Elf, Half Snow Elf Gender: Female
  9. [[OOC]] IGN: EagleEyeKK Discord [Optional]: Yes (PM me for details) [[IC]] Name: Eldon Race: High Elf Age: 60 School(s) and Certifications applying to: School of Magic (Master’s Certification of Magical Ability in the Arcane), The Institute of Progress (Bachelor’s Certification of Ability in General Craft and/or (whichever I am put in those two and whichever you all feel comfortable in putting me in!) Bachelor’s Certification of Ability in the Bestiary) Magics known prior: None (on this character at least) Are you interested in teaching, should you complete a degree?: Definitely! (as long as you are okay with it!) Do you accept the rules and regulations of the Eternal College and of Fi’halen?: Yes, definitely!
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  12. Hannah Cooper growls as she reads the note, when she finishes, she crumples the note in her hands, throwing it to the side. She then turns, walking off with anger and hatred in her eyes. Hannah mumbles quietly "What kind of being would kidnap and sell away an innocent child for minas? Or even make two innocents slaves?" She growls again, clenching her fists to the point where her knuckles turn a pale white as she continues walking.
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