Askuzai

Chadmyr wondered where the original letter had gone as his tent wasnt too large. Skygods must have sent a gust of wind to have it land under some rug somewhere. Either way, he labeled it as Orenian trickery. When word had spread of the childs story he had the same response even if he hadnt the paper prior. “Have we scared them on the field so much that they will attack anything moving for fear it might hurt them? Cowards, Cravens, and Murderers the lot of them.” he said from his warfront tent to the other men around him – Only serving to spread word of the child’s killing further.

42 minutes ago, dumbblondeelf said:

A soft sea breeze blew aboard the galleon of the Pertinaxi, an elderly Ruric woman wondering what it would have been like if she had stayed and watched as the Marnan pretenders took over the place she called home. She wondered what it had been like if the Marnan pretenders had not torn down the walls of the palace and replaced it with hallowed lies over friendship and prosperity in the dissolved Kingdom of Renatus. Erika Ruric knew that none of that mattered now, it had been too long for her to care, only caring now about living off the rest of her days at sea amongst her fellow friends. The only thing she cared about in the accursed lands of Arcas and the Orenian Empire was ensuring that her son’s Barthod Ruric’s line was secured and legitimized. And so, from the cabin of her ship, she wrote letters to be sent alongside the letters of her longtime Helane friend’s. 
 

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To Whom Questions My Kin,

It is my understanding that I must come out of hiding in case my family of blood questions the legitimacy of my line. Let it be known that I did not die outside the walls of Renatus as I had led everyone to believe, but started a family. It is of this that I produced a son whom has lived in hiding of his name, Ruric. Barthod Ruric and his line are to be known as legitimate as I live out the rest of my days far from the hallowed lands of Arcas.

Erika Ruric

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Adrianne Ruric, last of Barthod Ruric’s line,  shifted awake from the morning sunlight filtering in through the stained glass windows. The Ruric stretched out her limbs and rubbed her eyes in the morning light and realized that her husband was absent from their chambers. The young woman strolled along the wooden floorboards as the lumber occasionally creaked softly as she made her way towards the study to find a letter left in absence of the Horen. She’d give a soft chuckle as her gaze flitted over the contents of the letter from Persus and decided to simply go back to bed, knowing that all will be made right in the world during the trying times that were to come in Arcas.

[!]A letter comes quick quickly by way of messenger. They had come long and far to track down the source of the original note. 

“By your name I do suppose it suggests that you are a woman. If you were truly a Ruric, you’d know the old law well enough to know that the line of succession and the heralds blood does not pass down through female lineage. Staying in hiding and away from the current Norland has spelled complete and utter certain doom for the legitimacy of your claims. For the Rurikid Registrar was made some time ago during the late Duke Godric’s reign to keep track of who was left alive. All those who did not register themselves were declared Ashed. So I must refer to you as Erika Ash and your son as Barthod Ash. Simply said, The old and very well known fact that the lineage passes down through the men and the registrar’s existence makes your claims false. May the allfather forgive your deceit and lack of wisdom to learn the culture from which you claim to hail.”

-Chadmyr Edvardsson Ruric, Keeper of the Red Faith

MC Name: Askuzai

Character's Name: Kalev

Character's Age: very old

Character's Race:

         Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Sensory Illusion

Teacher's MC Name:

         Uradir

Teacher's RP Name:

         N/A OOC oversight

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         no

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your magic app?:

         yes

Are you aware that if this magic is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the magic? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

         yea

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         {field_value_147}

17 minutes ago, Professorus said:

Vykk smiles “glad to see one of only two edvardssons that weren’t complete failures. your father and you were the only edvardssons that sought peace for norland, and attained a golden age.”

 

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Prepare for old and banned norlanders to post saltily 

 

The last confirmed Edvardsson in Norland, Chadmyr Edvardsson Ruric, frowns as his accomplishment of creating peacetime between Oren and Morsgrad back in the day had already been forgotten. His very action that had made way for a peaceful reign in King Caedrics time. “Prick”

All the while Chadmyr was moving a beach towel atop a portion of the riverbank that was unladen with the bountiful crops. “This is a great new vacation spot, dont you think?” he said to his pal Olaf, completely unaware of all the irritated onlookers from the neighboring kingdoms. @Professorus

A sketch by a sole Norlandic apothecary

Sign(s):

- Air

Symbol(s):

- Instability x3

- Fear x3

- Chaos x1

 - Life x1

Appearance:

A seemingly harmless bush with light green bulb-like calla lilies hanging from its branches. If one plucked the bulbous plant from its stem and looked into the opening they'd see that inside was a plethora of small berries lining its surfaces. Nothing else is out of the ordinary par its unique physique.

Location:

Despite its symbol it is found low within valleys and in denser forests. Rarely can they be found in sprawling forests or otherwise. They reproduce when the wind swoops through the valley and rattles their berries down and out of the lilies. Otherwise birds have a time pecking them out.

Harvesting:

The lily can be pulled outwards and the petal teared to reveal all the berries; Otherwise digging through the lily bulb to pull out the berries will lead to a whole lot of smushed berries. If longevity of the plant is of no need then one can simply squeeze the bulb to push out the berry mush. 

Raw Effect(s):

Green poppers aid in the recovery and waking up from unconsciousness at a cost. Which is that they wake up after a cold sweat, scared, as if they were in the beginnings of a nightmare. On eating them awake they will act as a mild caffeine and mildly distort the world around them to an uncomfortable extreme. Often many find they become addicted and want more after first consumption.

Redlines:

-Eating far too many berries will lead to nightly nightmares and hallucinogens yet the addiction will still be hard to shake off.

-Eating them prior to unconsciousness does not aid waking or prevent unconsciousness. This includes keeping them between teeth during a fight.

-It takes a stockpile of them to wake someone up within three emotes. And even then they won't know where they are for a short while. Concentrates can only be made safer through further alchemical methods.

-Cannot wake someone up from a coma in its raw state

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Daryll caught word of what had happened during his travels, though, he certainly didnt know the elf well. All that crossed his mind was the fact that he still did not know how Xavis survived the fall from those voidal rocks, ******* void birds, after all the elf did land headfirst. Oh well, seems his indestructible head and life was truly not meant to last.

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For knowing that many a people outside Norland will throw away the Poem thinking it a waste of time; An amused smile crossed Chadmyrs face. For someone somewhere, someplace, will not heed the dangers of the yellow snow. 

Read the whole thing, and I’ve got to say, I don’t regret any of my time spent doing so. The only thing I do regret is that I want to read another and that there’s nothing more to read.

41 minutes ago, Amayonnaise said:

 

You should just pretty much ignore the old lore and only look at this thread, for clarity of explanation!

 

In regards to the pocket dimension, it is an ability called ‘Thiefs Arsenal’ and it took 2 emotes to put any tool or small blade into the pocket realm, or to take out of! I’m unsure if that ability was permitted to be used in combat situations in the prior lore, but due to how horribly written and convoluted the previous lore was, it might be safer to just ignore what happened previously and start with a fresh slate. I’m not saying void stuff and ignore what happened previously, but moreso just try to understand how difficult it was for us to understand our own spells and redlines when everything was poorly written, and our Loreholder was heavily inactive!

 

As to your question regarding flaming objects – I’m not entirely sure what you mean. Anything that is enchanted cannot be put in the pocket realm, unless it’s an Izkuthii Imbuement. Also, only small objects (up to a basic sword) can be put in the pocket realm in this iteration. I imagine the item, if on fire, would be unable to be pocketed due to the fire being technically ‘combative’, and this is a non-combative spell, meaning it can’t be used in combat.

I was simply stating that im glad that the problems were worked out in this rewrite. Back then they certainly tried to use it in combat even if it wasnt permitted. As in, tried making my big ol staff poof into his pocket in two emotes. The ooc in the situation was not the best either, and really salt got rubbed in the wound when the player in question came back the next day, after having been killed when we got the flame back, to attempt a heist and steal back the item again. Which he did end up doing, but we couldnt be assed to continue the situation as it just wasnt worth the ooc conflict. His excuse for coming back was that since the memory of him “giving it back and agreeing not to take it” was gone, hed be back in his “wanting to take it” set of mind. Now I must admit the situation wasnt handled the best on our side either. As the person who had their item stolen didnt exactly say the nicest things. The whole encounter was just something that really made me think less of Izkuthii as a whole: Mainly due the very blatant and abuseable spells in the lore side of things and the fact that the player kept returning.

tl;dr: was a problem with the player more than izkuthii, but the izkuthii magic of the time wasnt helping and im glad the simple changes were put in place to prevent something like this from happening again.

As for the fire, Lets say I have a lamp, completely nonmagical, meant only for lighting and all that. Not combative at all either unless it was pulled out to ward something off, so what then?
The verdict at the time was that it extinguished, I forget the reasoning though. Just think its something that needs to be addressed in thieves arsenal.

Now while im entirely in the opinion that this race is very unnecessary and very frilly. 
 

That doesnt stop me from believing that this rewrite is a lot more concise, orderly, and strict than the old lore. Its fixed most of the problems ive had with the old lore: which was that I had to look for far too long to figure out which spell the izkuthii was trying to use, even with the name. The first thing I found was what I thought was fair for the situation, where it made the item poof for a few emotes before coming back, but the casting emotes didnt match. The reason I had to ask was because the ability to steal my item, as in oocly take it from me, into a pocket dimension in two emotes just didnt seem fair, in combat no less! Thankfully with the noncombat clarification I do hope we wont have a repeat situation. Im also happy to see other things such as masks breaking in two good mace swings. Really didnt seem like I was doing jack **** to the mask before with even three strikes.

Now the only thing that id like to be clarified in this rewrite is if flames, nonmagical or otherwise, can survive within a pocket dimension. To prevent another mishap where someone steals another important flaming object and comes to find it went out. As that was a whole thing that almost got some hour or two of combat rp voided when we found out that it did in fact extinguish. 

bring this magic back or riot

This man is the chillest guy I know on the server. Known him a long time. I’ve never heard him of pulling some toxic **** over someone and at the same time he shrugs off any insults coming his way. Just a really fun dude to be around and will 100% be able to mediate between two arguing sides. +1

Just now, simatra said:

At the very bottom in tiny text it says April fools. All of you are amateur's.

clearly it wasnt clarified to the CT team as they literally pulled this out earlier in rp

ah yes a rule update to actually protect and encourage pex abuse. bringing /god into rp I see

“This war was far too long for anything to be worth the life of a single person more. Surely, the price that began the war has been paid, but in bloodshed, we have lost that which will never be able to be returned. Peace, we finally have it, those born into this war will finally know it. It was a regret that this war did not die much sooner, but only so much can be done when all you can do is uphold what was asked of you for the sakes of your allies. May those who have fallen rest in peace. For they have served their nations whole and with dignity.” -Chadmyr

mad lads

ah ****, goodbye my friend

“Sounds to me like this was a denunciation made at blade point. It’s a sad thing this war, too much death and threats of such death from both sides, but neither side can back down less they face eventual destruction. Dunharrow itself has not sent Green riders since the hayday of the war for they too disappeared with Count Pierre of Lothringia. In current times the people of Dunharrow, including the remaining Onfrois, have tried their best to make peaceful lives within their land. Everyone within our lands tries their best to meet the same.” says the Regent of Morsgrad.

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woof woof?

Chadmyr frowns as his suspicions were confirmed – For he did not get to see the execution. His wound had too great of a need for care. It is a sad thing that he wont ever get to speak with Tiberius again. Sad to say that he never did learn the name of the man past his title of Regent, but at the very least he hoped that he gave some last comforts to the now hanged regent with their chat – and his flask of Ale. ”Hopefully you didnt end up where that uncle ******* ***** went, Haense Regent.” he said to the skies with a chuckle, To whatever place Tiberius’ soul had ended up, truly they had shared a very short time together. 

Chadmyr tends to his wound that was inflicted to him during the battle – Inflicted unto him by the wayward swing of one of his Ally’s during the battle. Not even the blade’s of Oren could bring him down in the middle of the mass, but that of his allies could. Clearly, it seems, Oren skipped arm day.