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  1. 20 minutes ago, ErikAzog said:

    The Prince of Balian would widen his eyes at the missive, hopeful to see what is to come from his home the City of Atrus. He then went about his day, spending his hours idly as any another child.

     

    The youngest of the King's brood, Princess Lydia, would peek over her brother's shoulder with great childish scrutiny. She did not care for the color of that one wall...nor the way that desert hedge had been trimmed! For the rest of the afternoon, the littlest Balain pestered her royal father with questions and concerns that only a child's mind would have!

     

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  2. MC Name:

             MunaZaldrizoti

     

    Character's Name:

             Andromeda Vandi'ir

     

    Character's Age:

             99

     

    Character's Race:

             Dark Elf

     

    What magic(s) will you be learning?

             Conjuration

     

    Teacher's MC Name:

             DevBug

     

    Teacher's RP Name:

             Lenniel Vandi'ir

     

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

             N/A

     

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

             Yes.

     

    Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, that you may no longer use it in character?

             Yes.

  3. More map-lore that is actually actively used. Feel like especially places like deserts and oceans could use more attention, since I feel like they include cool ruins but alot of the events around them are either extremely isolated or seem non-existant.

     

    And more fast travels? That's more just personal preference.

  4. Barbara Morovar scoffed. "I will await the word of the King and the Surgeon-General...not the vague words of some fearmonger," She'd toss the scrap of parchment into a hearth she passed on her way to her new office, settled within the Aulic Envoy's ambassador hall.

  5. Andromeda Vandi'ir smirked at the missive, passed unto her desk by a palace servant within Celia'nor.

     

    "They're willingly blind to the reality of Celia'nor and the haven it has become for all elves. Envious green does not match well with silver, I fear. But then again, what else can be expected of 'thill who submit so willingly to enslavement?" She'd remark to the particular maid who had delivered the article, then directing her to a pile of gowns in need of mending.

  6. Barbara Morovar let out a sigh of relief, glad the time she had spent forcing herself into a corset had been well worth it. She eagerly awaited her first summons to the Queen's Council, having only met a few of her now-fellow councilors at various events over the past two saint's weeks she had been back home.

     

    "Just like I promised, papej...it feels good to be home again," She'd muse to herself.

  7. Barbara Morovar read over the final draft of the poem within the comforts of Ghaestenwald, commending her cousin-in-law on her literary skills!

     

    "You ought to sell these as gifts for loved ones, in future. You could make a damn good fortune!" The woman would hum towards the Princess.

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    To my girls,

     

    There comes a moment, in the life of us mortal humans, where we realize that the curtain on life is soon to fall. For these last few months, I have asked my maids and ladies to keep such reality from reaching either of your ears, leaving you to the belief that I have merely caught some small chill or stomach ache. But now, I hear the echos of my grandmother call to me, and my father too. So thus, I pen this final letter to you both in the hopes it might bring you even some small comfort upon your return to Woldzmir, when either of you return from your business abroad.

     

    My greatest triumph in life, above all things, was to be blessed with you both as daughters. My own small legacy to leave in this mortal coil once I was gone, to watch with pride from the Seven Skies above. The products of a marriage you both know held no love, and yet such a strong adoration was borne for these two blessings I had carried into the world.

     

    To my Anna, my Moliana, I leave with you my hopes that you and Elimar will take great care in tending and growing the love you so evidently share. A truer compassion have I never seen elsewhere, nor have I had the pleasure of experiencing for myself. I searched years to find find that infant girl, stolen from her crib and from her inheritance, to then be reunited with a young woman who bore a greater intelligence than I could have ever imagined. You have taught me a great deal, both about the world and about myself. For that, atop my undying love for you, my darling, I shall be forever grateful. Kiss my grandchildren for me...and Booker too, should you see him. As much a surrogate son as any.

     

    To Josephine, my little sparrow, named for your grandsire, I leave my desire for you to live life unafraid and unflinching, defiant in the face of your illness and it's setbacks. I pray you'll find your happiness, with Konstantin or some other man worthy of you, and I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive any ill word I may have spoken about him. Just as your sister has done, you deserve love and acceptance, the warmth of tenderness and care. You shall always be my Ruby of Providence...a sparkling, flawless jewel without fault. I pray you will come home to me soon, before I pass from this world, so that I might sing to you once more as I did when you lay sleeping in your cradle. My handmaid says you have ventured to Providence, so I only hope you will remain cautious.

     

    Do you girls think, someday, the people of Oren will remember me with any lingering fondness? My father used to speak of legacy, duty, and service. I recall giving speeches in Mister Komnenos' tavern...how nervous I had been. But how was I to know how my future would twist and turn, with it's moments both good and bad? Perhaps it is too late to ponder it now...no point to it. I certainly feel no regret, the past is in the past. But all I did was for my family...my true family. My girls. And I would sooner do so all over again if it meant I could provide you both with the world and more.

     

    My hand grows strained and my maid says I must attend to some small supper before I retire once more. I hope this finds you both in a timely fashion, elsewise I shall have to find some new servants. As much as I try to act the benevolent mistress, these folk certainly do not measure up to the liverymen and women we kept in the Augustine. A discussion to be had when either of you return.

     

    Hurry home, my dears. Your mama misses you terribly.

     


     

    Signed, with much love and adoration, dated 1860

    Your Mother, Charlotte A.

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    So, after 3 months on hiatus and almost two months of being back from said-hiatus, I've finally felt ready to write this officially and give my girl a proper send-off. It's been a while of dealing with emotions surrounding how her story ended, but I feel finally ready to end this chapter officially and with a positive look towards the future.

     

    After years of never feeling like I was quite enough for certain folk in Oren, I was given a chance by @Maur and @Dasdito play their eldest daughter, a way to mend some relationships and start fresh. Now, over a year later, I can say it was certainly an experience I will never forget.

     

    From lesser-princess to Countess to widow to almost-Empress Consort, it was a wild ride and was thrilling every step of the way. But it had moments of stress and grief too, both in roleplay and out. I learned who my friends really were, how to stand up for myself, to be true to the story I was trying to tell. I faced alot of backlash for things I did towards the end, but I stayed true to my character and to my own heart, so I can't find any fault in that.

     

    To @UnBaed and @Toffee...you both have been the greatest gifts to come out of all of this. We roleplay on this minecraft server, but I would readily and gladly call you both my dearest friends. You've made me laugh, cry, and feel joy by just having my back, defending me, and keeping me sane. Charlotte's story would never have been what it was without either of you, I hope you both know how much I love you and cherish you, and always will.

     

    To @Nectorist and @ErikAzog, thanks for hitching yourselves to Charlotte and giving her a chance. I know, Nect, that you and I did not end on good terms, but you gave me my two best friends and propelled our stories forward. If for nothing else, I am grateful to you for that. And Erik, thank you for giving me even the briefest feeling of finally accomplishing a roleplay goal I'd had since joining the server in 2016. We never got to see any of it to fruition, but I enjoyed the roleplay we had and the respect we shared for one another. I wish you both well going forward, I really do.

     

    And to everyone else who I roleplayed with and helped with Charlotte's story, thank you so very much. A year spent with her was something I will always treasure, but only because I had fellow roleplayers to help tell it with! I'll leave a list of a few folks below, since it would be quite a long spoiler if I wrote a blurb for everyone:

     

    @Kujo

    @Xx_BloodStalk_xX

    @Maevlin

    @Moenah

    @Itz_Cookie

    @livrose

    @crazedpudding

    @Burnsider

    @zuziee

    @itdontmatta

    @frankdh

    @Dyl

     

    And so, so many more!

     

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    If you see a glamorous purple mage or scrappy Morovar running around, give me a holler! <3

     

     

     

  9. Barbara Morovar, seated in the square of Karosgrad, seemed curious as to the sudden flurry of hushed whispers, gasps, and giggles elicited by some unseen document being passed between a gaggle of court ladies. Keen to remain on top of the latest topics of note, the lady bid a few moments to observe the collection of parchment pages for herself.

     

    After a few minutes, the publication was passed back to it's original owner with nothing more than an indifferent, if not disappointed, shrug. Turning upon a heel, the Morovar moved to return to her seat as a quiet remark on the matter was uttered. "How...Orenian, of her."

  10. Barbara Morovar observes the publication with keen interest, seeing it as a guide to the current figures of note within Karosgrad and the broader dual-kingdom. An intentionally judgmental glance is cast towards her elder brother Leopold, accompanied by a click of her tongue.

     

    "Papej ought to be much displeased with us...this advisory council is lacking in Morovars," She'd state, almost in challenge. The Baron's only daughter pondered upon that fact as she retired for the evening within the walls of Ghaestenwald.

     

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  11. 10 minutes ago, Fie said:

    ppl r outhere screaming about being blacklisted when the only ones oren blacklists r pedos, groomers and other terrible people

     

    Not sure why this guy's issues are being blown off instead of being looked into. Maybe a few conversations would help him out, rather than people just making fun of him for feeling like he isn't welcome? I've seen Lion and Chenn already offer to speak with him.

    And also, there are PLENTY of 'terrible people' still around in that community. But birds of a feather flock together and tend not to rat eachother out.

  12. ROLEPLAY

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    Rp Name: Andromeda Vandi'ir

    Age: 91

    Role Interested In: Arcane  Scholar

    Classes Interested in(For Students): Deific Magics

    Qualifications for role (Only for Teachers, this includes magics they want to teach, and if they have taught at an establishment before.): N/A

    Reason for wanting to join the Academy?:

    Though I am already a learned voidal sorceress, it has been a pressing desire of mine to learn and delve deeper into the history and mysteries lurking behind Deific magics and the aenguldaemonic pantheon as a whole. Being that my dear friend Slots was recently made librarian to your city and academy, your classes and professor come highly recommended. I likewise come from a family line of well-learned magi and alchemists, so I bring only the greatest respect and understanding of the work you do with me as a willing and interested student.

     

    OOC

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    MC Name: MunaZaldrizoti

    Discord: MunaZaldrizoti#6175

    Time Zone: Eastern Standard Time

  13. Andromeda Vandi'ir spent her afternoon relaying the tale of what she had witnessed outside Fort Myrine to her companions, speculating on how perhaps this alleged-miracle was connected to the various other anomalies taking place across Almaris. As much as others viewed it as a blessing, it seemed to only concern the mali'ker. What did this all mean?

  14. Standing at the foot of the smoldering cathedral, the mali'ker Andromeda Vandi'ir stood in silent contemplation. Though she had missed the initial calamity, the elfess had been present for the succeeding spectacle that garnered the attention of what many had thought to be an aengul, sent from the valah-Creator himself. She had her doubts of the being's true intentions, a thumb rubbing over the bronze medallion that hung about her neck.

  15. Adeliza Warlai shudders from within the Princess' tower residence, looking out over the square-shaped expanse of Fort Myrine and greater-Drusco. The youth had already witnessed the deaths of her parents at a tender age. Part of her hoped she might not see such horrible things happen once again, in this new country of hers. The girl made haste for the royal couple's chambers, seeking comfort from her thoughts and this talk of a killer on the loose.

     

    @MikoMonster @The King Of The Moon

  16. 19 hours ago, MikoMonster said:

     

    Princess Renata squinted at the signature, then grinned as she pointed it out to her young ward, Adeliza. "Must've written it wrong, hm?" she chuckled as she handed her the missive. "The fruits of the meeting earlier, my dear. This is how it all works. May peace lead our lands to prosperous ages."

     

    @MunaZaldrizoti

     

    The young Adeliza-Gisèle Warlai marvels at the affirmation of peace, having been allowed the opportunity to witness Savoy's own terms being laid out and decided upon just a saint's day previous. "I hope I can be so important like you someday, Princess!" She'd smile then, in awe of her guardian's statesmanship.

     

    Unbeknownst to the girl, her connection to the entire conflict was far greater than she might ever know or comprehend. The universe had blessed her with such ignorance.

  17. 8 minutes ago, MikoMonster said:

    Princess Renata read over the missive in a state shock. And then she read it again.

     

    "What the hell?" she uttered from her residence in the Duchy of Drusco.

     

    "I guess I have preparations to make. My dearest brother, finally married."

     

    Adeliza-Gisèle Warlai sat at her guardian's side, taking care not to prick her delicate fingers as Renata instructed her in needlework. The little orphan seemed to brim with excitement at the idea of attending her first wedding as the invitation was read, hoping the Princess of Savoy might bring her along.

  18. The Dowager-Duchess of Adria awaited the safe arrival of her child, aged and embittered by her own failures as of late and praying Josephine might aid in the lifting of her spirits for a saint's weekend. Alas, it was never to come. The imperial remained oblivious from her place in exile.

     

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    Free at last! Let's never go back! @Toffee

     

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