Unwillingly

I really like this. Like, I REALLY liked this.

I heard there was supposed to be a re-write soon. Aaaaaaaaaaanywho, mental magic is powergamey and can be used as a way to metagame even if people don't realize it. There aren't enough redlines in my opinion. We need something that makes it more difficult for the mage to be able to see these thoughts.

how does everyone /what/ of mental magic?

❤️ I stole the format from somebody else on the internet somewhere ❤️

From what I've seen, there isn't really an academy for warriors. Though can I ask, what would make this academy engaging for RP'ers and exciting? What about it would draw people in?

A note returns. "Cloud temple instead, or there's no deal."

"One thousand three hundred." Cyrene states from the crowd. ((Also how long is the bid gonna last?))

"You literally raised your spear on Quillian while her and I were talking and catching up and didn't ask her to leave once and quite literally went against my word to stand down, so I fined you, in which you demanded a court trial. You still have to pay the fine, by the way. Not to mention, another time you provoked a spar with a ghost, in which- well, that didn't end well. Not for you at least. While it was agreed, you still started it. You've accused me multiple times of abusing my powers with no evidence or proof. Tell me again how you haven't acted against the law, Zatanaes."

"Im sorry, did you not just try to attack Quillian just because your tenets said she was tainted? You clerics think only of yourselves, and people hate Sutica because of it. I need to keep repeating that it's not Kary's Sutica, because it doesn't seem it got through to you the first time. You need to realize clerics are not above the law, and as far as I know, you aren't a guard, so you have no say in who comes or goes or what our laws here are. Now, if you would like to continue to speak with me about this, feel free to write me a letter so we can continue another time." she ended.

"Zatanaes just because you are a cleric doesn't mean you're above the law, even if you think it does." she snapped back. "Did I say we welcome the ******* dreadknights into Sutica? Or Necromancers? Hmm? No, nor do we. This isn't Kary's Sutica anymore." she replied angrily.

chase didn't u admit that he would have shot cyrene in the face before accusing her of trashing his office

"Hmm... That man stabbed me in Linandria ages ago, the orange haired fellow." Heron Druid Lyeathri commented from his place in the canopy, content with being far from any cities, towns, settlements or roads.

"Man I wish I could read this black ink on this dark paper." Cyrene comments while passing by.

"We cannot be a truly neutral state if we don't welcome all within our walls. However, from what I know, shades do not reside within Sutica as far as I'm aware. Even if they have, they've caused no trouble with us. We only serve as a refuge for those who don't wish to be slain for their race, practice of magic, or who they choose to love," she coughs. "Like I said, a truly neutral state."

Oh yes totally man lets go

"As long as you don't require life force." she paused. "I think. I dont know if there's any conditions on what kind of spooks are permitted in our walls... Oh, what the heck. Stop by anyways."

Cyrene would stare up at the hulking walls of Caras Eldar, soon shaking her head as she turned off back to her city. "Sutica welcomes you with open arms, no matter the race, nation, or magic."

Spouse: Formerly Angren, though they eventually admitted to not being in love and came to an agreement to be friends. Currently married to Dael’ran since early Atlas.

Cyrene Full Name: Cyrene Fiyem Nick Names: Cy, ‘Daemon’, Cyr Gender: Female Age: Unknown Marital Status: Married Spouse: Formerly Angren, though they eventually admitted to not being in love and came to an agreement to be friends. Currently married to Dael’ran since early Atlas. Hair: Quite long, pale brown and rather thick. In the past, her hair could be seen as rather unusual for a wood elf, being shaved on both sides of her head. Eyes: Deep blue. Origin: Cyrene started out in Linandria on Axios, where she joined the Dominion’s military, the Sirame, a day later. Language: While Cyrene first spoke a fair amount of elven when she first arrived to Linandria, she quickly drove away from the language and now only speaks common, never elven, though she still understands a few words or phrases from it. Height: 5’10 Body Structure/Physical Faults: Cyrene is quite muscular due to her many, many years of serving in militaries. However, she’s lost a lot of this physique due to her practice of a certain arcane magic. A burn scar covers the right side of her face, stretching down her neck and across the rest of her body. This was caused from an incident with the infamous Nazorean, who quite literally exploded into a wave of flames in front of a crowd. Race/Species: Wood Elf Siblings: Myrin, now deceased. Friends/Allies: No one Inventory: Cyrene carries a flask of ashes, waterskin, dagger, three empty glass bottles, and a pouch of sand. Primary Weapon: Ferrum morning star Secondary Weapon: Dagger Significant life events (in order): Joining the Sirame Being captured and enslaved by orcs for about five minutes Joining Sutica’s Cerulean Watch Meeting Dael’ran for the first time Meeting him again decades later and falling in love Getting Married Joining the Dominion (again) Getting “betrayed” by her closest friend Being burned by Nazorean, formerly her brother in law Being promoted to officer in the Virarim Dael’ran leaving for years Joining Sutica (again) Dael’ran returning Zbyszek being electrocuted by Lockezi (pk) Present Personality: She is stubborn, yet determined. She’s harsh, but means well. She can be angry and often resort to violence, though does it for the good of others and to protect. She can be strong, yet controlling and manipulative. She is cunning, yet blind. Cyrene cares about her work as a guard/military soldier more than anything else, even to the point of pushing away close friends and family for it (Except for Dael’ran. She loves him too much). Cyrene used to love kids, having adopted four at one time! Now she doesn’t care for them. Cyrene hates bugs, spiders most of all, to an extreme. "I don't trust many people anymore. They either hurt you, or get you killed. Sometimes both." You'd think that after centuries of being alive, you'd learn a thing or two from the things you've experienced. Not me though. I'm still the same I was centuries ago." "No, no, no, **** you. ****. You."

It fascinates me that you had the motivation to write this while banned. Impressive.