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Legendary Legend

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    Desimir Zytiaear
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  1. Meanwhile, Desimir had been left incapacitated and curled up next the base of a tree off the side of a road. Admits his whole body, damp from his sweat. Desimir’s violet eyes were rolled back as he rapidly blinked. He squirmed on the ground and yelped in agonizing pain as his mind was flooded with haunting projections of the past and Mother’s own thoughts during the battle as he also shared her pain. All he could do was suffer while gripping his head felt like the only thing keeping his mind from ripping apart. As the battle reached its end with the defeat of Mother, the elf was able to regain his strength as a heavy burden seemed to have been removed from him. Exhausted, he caught his breathe and slowly rose to his feet. “Finally... farewell...” The elf smirked as continued on his way hunched over as he still recover from his mental breakdown but in a good mood despite knowing he will continue to be haunted many days thereafter.
  2. The sound of footsteps would stop before a mess of these posters on the ground on a random road in Arcas. A pulse of a violet glow briefly illuminated across the markings of the figure’s arm,cheek, and eyes. One of the posters suddenly rose in the air by an unseen force to the eye level of a blonde elf. His purple eyes quickly scanned over the parchment through the long strands of hair dangling in front of his expressionless face. He muttered to himself after a sigh, “ I cant believe I fell victim to your manipulation... The atrocities you force me to commit... all while chanting it was in the name of my ‘Mother’... ” A dismissive ‘Psh’ would leave his mouth before suddenly he shot a hand up to cradle his head. He grimaced in pain and gritted his teeth, looking away for a moment. His mind seemed to have physically attacked him as the poster shook and quivered in the air. He would be in that state for a moment before he recovered himself. He took a couple of deep breathes, “ I wont allow anyone else to suffer... Heed me. This charade of yours upon our realm will end soon enough... ” With that, the poster would instantaneously catch on fire and burn to ash as it fell to the ground, slowly catching fire to the rest of the piles of posters it fell on. The elf slid his hands in his pockets and continued on his way.
  3. [!] A letter would be exclusively sent to all members of the Mages Guild via bird. Upon it is the guild’s sigil. It reads the following, if opened: [!] ____________________________________________ To the Overseer, Archmages, Artificer, Arcane Masters, Archanix, Instructors, and all other members of the Mages Guild, For those who may not know me, I am Desimir Zytiaear, a fellow sorcerer of the Mages Guild since Atlas. I will not claim to have bore witness to all the guild’s accomplishments throughout its vast history, fore I didn't even exist most of that time. I only know of most of its feats through books, accounts from other members, and what I witness of it now. And what I see is a guild that once famed being a major influencer and safe haven, for those walking the path of magic to come together under that common interest. That all seems to be in the past now. Since those times, I believe we have fallen from such grace. The once proud Mages Guild remains but a shell of its former self. Respectfully, our current leadership have endeavors and responsibilities elsewhere and cannot fully commit to their roles. Though I applaud them for having the vision to better other aspects of our world and applying their skill sets in other places that need them, this has also, unfortunately, contributed to the guild’s downfall and wavering activity. Time and again, I have seen the Mages Guild regroup and reorganize only for its liveliness to quickly die again, thereafter. Each time it comes together is weaker than the last. We need someone who can dedicate all of their time to the guild and is always available. I want this time around to be different. I do not wish to sit idle and allow the Mages Guild, that is so rich in history, contribution, and tradition to dissolve to nothing more than a memory. That is why I ask for your favor and support in my nomination for a seat on the Triumvirate of Archmages, so that I can help bring about more purpose and responsibility to the guild. I am young, yes, but I have had more than my fair share of experiences in my lifetime that has helped me mature and grow. I also believe my mind is capable of dealing with the guild’s problems of today. In cooperation with the rest of the guild’s experienced leadership, I think our discussions, decisions, and operations can benefit from the creative perspectives I can bring to the table. Before joining the Mages Guild, I served dutifully with my father in The Enchantry, as a Knight Enchanter, and other different organizations for many years. I’ve seen first hand what can both make an organization flourish and crumble. Many of you have witnessed me grow from the young mali’aheral living and helping out in the Library of Dragur, over a century ago, to the mature mali’aheral I am today. I only hope that your opinions and observations of me throughout that time can attest to my readiness to take on this mantle. I will also address the drakaar in the room that may call into question my character, as of late. I was, indeed, cursed by this so called “Mother,” though I have since been cleansed and am no longer under her influence. Henceforth, it will be one of my goals to repair the tears in the void and bring down this “Mother”and her plans to use them. I won't allow anyone else to be bent to her will. Once again, I ask all of you to stand with me in my pursuit to helping the Mages Guild prosper as Archmage. Do this not for me, but for the guild and in the name of something we all have dedicated our lives towards pursuing and understanding. I hope to find myself working with all of you and thank you for your time and consideration, -Desimir Zytiaear
  4. Name: *sigh* Desimir... Age: *sigh* 100+... Gender: *sigh* Male... Race: *sigh* High elf... Notes: *siiiiiiiiigghhhh...*
  5. OOC Username: _LegendaryLegend Discord: Legendary Legend#4872 RP Name: Desimir Zytiaear Age: ~70 Race: Mali’aheral Place of Residence: None Department: The Keepers of Scientia- Keeper The Professors of Academia- Student The Researchers of Incognita- Discipuli Other Organizations: The Enchantry Mage’s Guild Library of Dragur Holm Academy
  6. Scion ((OOC)) MC Name: _LegendaryLegend Discord:Legendary Legend#4872 Timezone:EST IC Name: Ryldfene Valor Race: High Elf/ Wood Elf Nation Allegiance (Only if you are a political member, this does not count citizenship): None. Age: 45 Can you fight?: Yes, I can fancy a sword. Do you know magic?: I hope one day to be able to, this is my current personal pursuit. Would you do work (Nexus professions) for the Scions?: I tinker and invent.
  7. Updoot! -Edited Format -Edited Relations ~Added: - Heial - Geneviene - Ravondir - Eliza - Dael'ran - Nynaeve - Dewlox Let me know if I forgot anyone!
  8. There we are! Formatting issue has finnaly been resolved. Oddly I just readjust the spacing in google docs. Didn't think this sort of thing woul be my first update but its a major enough change in my book, so.. Updoot!
  9. Well Ryld was given this armor ooc & ic by other who bear the same uniform so you'll have to take it up with them: @Malgonious *shrug* And please this is not the appropriate place to discuss thing so rather pm))
  10. Its doing the same thing in a new topic.... wtf are you talking about? O.o
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