jolfrey

Mathias Colborn hopes he can snag a stack of steak. "Go House Colborn!" he shouts with a mouthful of cooked steak. 

*Happy Mathias noises*

Mathias Colborn think that his farfadir, Adrian Colborn @JuliusAakerlund, is absolutely goated for winning this Snailula One Championship, despite his rather ripe age.

Mathias Colborn looked at the missive placed in front of his family's manor. He was looking forward to this celebration. Being only six years of age, he had never attended a wedding before, much less a weddingpalooza. 

rip petty theft modreqs

they were fun <3

(these are cool updates though good work!)

-=-=-=-=-= LOTC Music Commissions -=-=-=-=-=

Hey there! As some of you may already know, I've been composing music all my life, mostly for films. 

I'm sure no one has ever done this before so I'm making this thread to offer music commission services
for the LOTC Community.

How does it work? Similar to commissioning art or a skin! just tell me what kind of music you want and I'll make it. 

Whether it's theme song for your character, a royal fanfare for your House/Kingdom, a national anthem,

or a custom tavern song, I can compose it. For reference, a few of my previous tracks can be heard here: Almaris, Aikhtibar, Way of Inspiration. 

Send me a message on discord for inquiries! jolfrey#8028. 

This is really great to have, thanks!

Discord: jolfrey#8028

Skin: Blue Flower Governor (Governor Swann - Curse of the Black Pearl)

Bid: 110

we luv you <3
 

1. is cereal basically a soup? yes or no

2. yeehaw

3. does wolfgang have drip?

4. when are you changing ur mc username

5. you better fight in the next wc

6. fav disney movie?

7. return to monke or advance to future hooman?

o7 gamer 

The blurred vision caused by Wolfgang's teary eyes make it difficult for him to read the little letter Emerentia left for him. "I'll miss you" he says as a tear falls down his cheek, blotting the paper and smearing the ink. Emerentia was now the second parent-figure he lost in his life, with the first being his own father Pyotr von Bachmeier. Nonetheless, Wolfgang knew to stay strong, to stay determined and focused on the path that was his musical career. That was the only way he could honor the lives of his loved ones. 

That was quite the bombshell nick

 

On 4/29/2021 at 6:59 AM, DesiredBreakfast said:

Natalie Julia Beaumont enjoys her tea while in the Kovachev roof garden, reading over the new missive. “Perhaps I should prepare donations for the ISA!” The young lady would state to herself, beginning to take notes of what items she should collect on the back of the missive.

8 year old Wolfgang von Bachmeier also sips his tea while in the roof garden. "Bring me some more cookies!" he said, thinking that Natalie was writing things down for a grocery shopping list. 

Jarl Jolfrey sits on a stool, listening to the fireplace crackling and the crickets chirping while he polishes his bronze luristan sword - a relic from AIS War, "Well, just like old times". He places the polished sword in his scabbard and takes a step outside, feeling the crisp night air of Norland around him, "War, war never changes."

"Ooh chocolates!" says the five-year old Wolfgang von Bachmeier. He tries reading the campaign letter but the vocabulary is too difficult for him to understand. He takes the letter and pins it on a nearby lamppost, since he didn't know what to do with it. He then picks up the rose and places it in the chest pocket of his coat, much like a boutonniere, and munches on the chocolates as he makes his way to Emerentia's house where he was to practice piano.   

Thank you for everything basket, your contributions to the server's well-being are innumerable. o7

Conversion of Leumont

Issued in the Twelfth Year of the Second Age

________________________________________________________________________________________________

                  The Jarldom of Leumont, formerly known as the County of Darrowmere, which is the successor of Lorraine has long-held ties to the Canonist Church even recently electing to host a Diocese within our good land. However, the times have changed and I have been led to the light of the All Father and to the defense of my kin against the corrupted and the Dark. This does not mean my dear people are not free to worship, in private, any deities they so choose it simply means that I, Jolfrey, Patriarch of House d’Amaury, solemnly declare my total separation from the corrupted Canonist Church and swear my utter loyalty to the All Father and his guidance.

__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Signed,

Jolfrey d’Amaury, Jarl of Leumont, Patriarch of House d’Amaury

"Ah what a pity for Oren" remarked Jolfrey as he heard the news. He paused, recollecting his memories, "I remember when I first met her. She owned the best bakeshop as well."

IGN: jolfrey

Category: Music Creation / Singing

Artwork:

(sorry it's so short, these things can take a while to make!) 

great work

i especially loved the original music you included, good job! 

"Alli, no!" Jolfrey is flooded with grief as Alli takes her last breath. He urgently tries to check her pulse for any sign of living, holding back his tears. After five minutes of silently sobbing, Jolfrey tries to regain his composure, realizing he should not weep and rather rejoice that she led a full life. "You will never be forgotten, Alli Ambrose Freysson. Your name will be remembered by generations to come. Your honor will be preserved and revered." 

"I love you, Dear Alli. Thank you"

Jolfrey takes a look at a copy of the document “May our alliance be marked by prosperity” he says, polishing his tin sword “A fitting name for the treaty as well.”

Jolfrey steps into the Eye of Man for a short visit. The bustling walls and courtyard surprise him as he remembers when this fortress was seemingly abandoned during the war. "They've finally put this ol' fort to business." He feels uneasy about having such a large Orenian presence only a few hundred meters away from his home Darrowmere. 

Upon having heard the pleasant news, Jolfrey smiled. Olaf had been his lifelong acquaintance and Alli his lifelong friend. "May their union be abound with happiness" said he.