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Myleres

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  1. @Jaelon@UnBaed are we still rushing aiglos or should we pivot?

    1. UnBaed

      UnBaed

      i mean- i found geod, so maybe we can try artemis?

  2. Playing Bedwars to practice my MRP! Anyone wanna join? (: 

    1. Pancho

      Pancho

      Only if there's a mechanical roleplay enthusiast group 

    2. MeteorDragon

      MeteorDragon

      All LOTC wars should be done via Bedwars

    3. Jentos

      Jentos

      I LOVE mcrping on my fav factions server

  3. any artists taking commissions ? 

  4. To Liri, the line between elder and novice was never concrete. Some days she still felt the same as when she was first attuned – as if she was naught but a single snowflake amidst a raging blizzard. It was only when the aches of old age began to nip at her heels that she accepted her fate. She may have been an elder, a mentor, or just any other old, deranged druid, but she refused to become like her predecessors. Every step was a burden and every breath a struggle. She desperately leant upon her mother for support, hardly able to stand on her own. Sister Snow had made up her mind a long time ago as the seventh tenant of the Sage Way echoed in her mind. She could still hear her grandmother’s voice firmly lecturing. “Where life goes, so too should you.” The Lynx was Liri’s everything, one of the last things that still bound her to this tattered mortal coil. It mattered not if the Great Stag humored their request. If she couldn’t follow her partner right now, she would find a way to pass to the eternal forest on her own terms. To forsake the natural cycle was a failure of a druid’s duties. She could only ever delay the inevitable, so why bother to run any longer? “If we wish to welcome the new, we first must accept the death of the old.” She gave one final glance over her shoulder, tears only now beginning to gather in her eyes. One final lingering, observant gaze cast about all of those that bore witness to her death. There was a cruel irony to it, watching snow melt in the dead of winter. Turning back to the Lynx, she gave the faintest dip of her head. Their fingers intertwined, Liri keeping a tight hold for support as she hobbled forth. She had never thought herself capable of walking so willingly to her end. Death scared the elder more than anything else. There was no screaming, crying, or lashing out in refusal of her fate – only a resolute acceptance that this was not the end, but rather a new beginning. As she stared down the blinding light of the fae realm, she couldn’t help but murmur a final few words to her partner. Voice laden with an eerie sense of calm, kept it quiet enough that only Tailesin and the deities above could hear. “I sure hope you’re willing to spend another eternity with me, leyuan.” Amidst the ethereal portal she could see the familiar faces of old brothers and sisters peering out. Finally, alongside Lynx, Sister Snow was welcomed home. No longer did she have to bear the persistent ache of her transience. Winter ending only meant that flowers would soon bloom.
  5. but does he still hate the palebeast though? 

    1. ClassyDryad

      ClassyDryad

      I love the pale beast

  6. any cookie run kingdom players?

    1. TaytoTot

      TaytoTot

      Omg yes my user is marrshberry

    2. Myleres

      Myleres

      are u on hollyberry server?

    3. TaytoTot
  7. Liri fell to her knees and wept, inconsolable as she clutched the note close to her chest. No words or comfort could break her out of her miserable state as she began to incessantly mutter. The voices in her head were growing louder, the dreaded call of nature becoming nigh insurmountable.
  8. common transphobe L

    1. argonian

      argonian

      i wasnt the one who deleted it lol

    2. Myleres

      Myleres

      i dont even know what you are talking about 

  9. Myleres

    6 Months Q&A

    What’s your favourite song? What’s your favourite experience IRP? Are there any specific memories you look back on especially fondly?
  10. would maybe change this to “may only be reconnected once” but otherwise I think it’s a good idea!! the draan burns your soul or whatever something like that
  11. why cant the ender dragon read a book? because he always starts at the end 😂 😂
  12. He's been on for 1% of the time his req has been up. It's the holiday season. People are with their families. People are on break. People are on hiatus. There is no need for comments like this.
  13. congrats!! and thank you werewolf for the giveaway (:
  14. Why can't the Ender Dragon read a book? Because he always starts at the end.
  15. what’s your favourite song? why brand yourself as “lotc’s most hated player”?
  16. What race are you looking to play on the server? It'll help people make suggestions for settlements (: If you need any help or have any questions, reach out to me on discord at and I'd be happy to help out however I can!
  17. remember when everyone was complaining about how necessary discord was for your experience on the server

    and now they are making it harder to communicate in ooc mediums ON the server. awesome job 👏

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    2. Unwillingly

      Unwillingly

      it wouldn't be as irritating if the cooldown was only like 3 seconds tbh 

    3. itdontmatta

      itdontmatta

      i dont remember this

    4. NotEvilAtAll

      NotEvilAtAll

      where have you been itdontmatta

  18. This Lore has been accepted. Moved to Implemented Lore, it will be sorted to it's appropriate category soon. Please note that if this is playable lore, such as a magic or CA, you will need to write a guide for this piece. You will be contacted regarding the guide (or implementation if it isn’t needed) shortly.
  19. There's no universal, 'be all end all' way to make friends. If you interact with people on this server you're bound to run into someone with a common interest eventually. Priceflash and Unwillingly said it best. (:
  20. Image credit: [Janek-Sedlar] “Do you think yourself capable for this task, Ash-Bearer?” “I do not think. I know.” What did it mean to cut down the innocent? Was she meant to take the life of a descendant in cold blood? His tasks were hardly this obvious – the first answer she arrived at was almost always wrong. Yet she couldn’t shake the feeling that there was only one solution to this trial. She had shown how much she was willing to give for this path. Her old ways, her friends, even her sanity. Mora had given everything she could, left with naught but the burning passion within; what else was there to sacrifice? It was on her trek to Nevaehlen that she began to wonder. Maybe this trial was not about giving or sacrifice. Maybe it was about what she was willing to take. “Is anyone truly innocent?” “It is all a matter of perspective, Mora.” Those words echoed in her mind, a fruitless question uttered to a being that dare not answer. Even the purest of priests, nuns, or acolytes had sinned; whether it be as miniscule as a lie or any transgression larger. A sin was a sin, no matter the size. Even then, she had no belief in man’s innocence – for innocence was weakness in the eyes of the wild. Her eyes settled upon the Nevaehli gatehouse, wondering if the wild folk might bear the answer to her question. Whether knowingly or not, they had ushered her further along this path than any herald had. Like her old mentor had taught, it always helped to return to your roots. “What does the wind have to say?” She lay alone with nothing but the wind to give her comfort. Tapping her ferrum kukri along her thigh, she pondered the possibility that one of the Nevaehli might wander out here alone. Could she even bring herself to do it if the opportunity arose? Would she ruin the serenity of the calm, quiet evening in the forest? Even then, she had already come to the conclusion that no descendant was innocent. None but herself. Her eyes darted down to her arms, noting the crimson tattoos that lined her forearms. Ichor was going to make a lovely addition to the draconic branding. She drew in a deep breath through gritted teeth, grip tightening along the blade. Her attention was soon caught by the quiet rustling of a bush, gentle footfalls signifying someone – or something’s – approach. A fawn wandered up to her, beady eyes staring her down. The kukri was brought back to her side in a slow, cautious motion as she tried not to startle the creature. The slightest hint of a smile began to creep upon her visage as realization set in. “No descendant is truly innocent.” The carcass of a fawn and its mother now lay at her feet, ichor seeping into the earth below. The unrelenting heat she felt was no longer unbearable – instead, she found comfort in the warmth which surrounded her. Sinking to her knees, Mora was finally able to extract some simple pleasure from a job well done. Though her hands had been stained, the blood was not her own. For the first time in a long while, a genuine laugh rolled out from between her lips. She was finished.
  21. Welcome back to the server! If you have any questions, please feel free to reach out! (:
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