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    Skylar Oakson
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    King of Flowers

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  1. LaffenOutLoud


    The light golden glow from the blue sky spread evenly across the lush field of sunflowers. The large, yellow heads were all coordinated in staring at the sun. The flowers moved and grew towards the sun, their lifetime spent in searching for more sun to sustain themselves. An elven figure lined in flower-wreath patterns was seen squatting in the field. He whispered to a small elven child who wore the larger elf’s bright, green eyes and his thick brown hair which the golden rays of sun lit up. Moments passed as an older wood elven women stood close, watching the pair peacefully. The little girl whimpered as she threw her small arms around her father’s slim figure, refusing to let go. He hushed her, and promised her one last thing, his mutters soft and caring, bouts of sniffling heard in his words. The daughter slowly nodded to her father and would proceed to remember the promise for the rest of her life: That he would return to her one day, bringing her lost mother with him. Their embrace ended and the father glanced over to the nearby aforementioned wood elven woman. Silence followed for several lingering moments as the woman began to walk off with the little girl, gently holding her hand. As they walked, the daughter kept her gaze locked behind her, facing her father for as long as she could, until they dissapeared within the forest. The elven man inhaled deeply, droplets of cloudy water streaming down his soft features. And so he spun around slowly, facing the direction the sunflowers faced. He squinted as the rays of sun entered his eyes, begining his journey into the open field, moving towards the direction of a sun. The forest right behind the flower field was heard rumbling as a wooden humanoid-creature stumbled out, following the elf. It reached it’s right arm down low, its large wooden, mossy hands gripping softly onto the elf’s much smaller hand which had to be raised up to be held. And so he went off into the field, following the direction the flowers faced, the sun, and leaving the forest he once called home behind him. He would walk on and on, the voices of nature and the ent he brought with him never allowing him to feel lonely. He wouldn’t stop soon, spending his life like the flowers, forever moving and constantly growing in the direction of the sun.
  2. Hello! Can I have: Seashells of Cerridwen Seashells of Cernunnos user: LaffenOutLoud
  3. A calm breeze whistled as it flowed past towering trees, as fearsome as they were magnificent, in the lush Loftywoods. A grove far in its depths, behind shrubs and bushes and thick groups of trees, contained ethereal, vibrant flora and sacred herbs. Calm animals such as deer, squirrels and horses all frolicked past healthy foliage and grass, maintaining peace and serenity in the security of the grove. The large canopy that hovered over the Loftywoods casted a slight level of darkness, yet occasional gaps in the clusters of leaves above allowed gleaming, golden rays of sunlight to gently illuminate the grassy floor. Drops of dew on blades of grass and plant-leaves glistened as the sunlight sparsely touched their surface. A pleasant, verdant scent of freshly watered grass and flowers flowed through the air, joining the crisp smell of clean river rapids in spreading throughout the grove. Various birds joined their voices in tranquil song, the sound of which cheerfully flowed through the wilderness. In the heart of the lush grove, a large tree loomed over the others, casting an even deeper shadow and coolness to the area under it. A stream besides the shaded area gently muffled the sound of a cooing baby, occasionally giggling as a proud elven father’s fingertips gently tickled the smooth surface skin of his daughter’s neck. His fingernails casted a calming, tranquil lavender-hued glow, which stood out amidst the lush greenery and shadows under the treetops. The scene was overjoyed with the love shared between the father and daughter, the father’s back set against the side of the grand tree, carrying the infant in his arms. The baby outstretched her short arm, grasping at clusters of flowers tied onto wreaths that the father wore around both of his arms. The father glanced down to the wreaths he wore, nodding once before his gaze returned happily to the daughter he carried, bundled in his arms. “They’re all shaped by the Mother.. Each with her delicate touch and beauty.. Just like you,” he muttered in a quiet voice, knowing that his daughter couldn’t come close to understanding him just yet, yet proceeding to proudly teach his daughter with a beaming smile, regardless. The infant lowered her arm as the pair of bright, emerald green eyes curiously darted across the canopy above. The father’s gaze followed that of his daughter’s, exhaling with calmness as he began to spoke once more. “..The trees tower over us, having the strength of Cernunnos and the beauty of Cerridwen - Watching over both you and me, protecting us,” he comforted. Long, pointed Elven ears twitched as the daughter cooed, the father’s head tilting somewhat as the two still gazed towards the towering canopy. “..I pray you’ll come to understand that no matter what, the forest watches over.. Is a friend, and will protect you, in any circumstance. You’re always safe,” he murmured to the infant, speaking what he wished he had been told as a child. A sudden snap was heard in the distance, the hoof of a deer breaking a twig fallen from one of the many trees. The sound was quite loud compared to the otherwise tranquil and joyous forest, standing out and echoing past tree-trunks. The deer stood frozen on the other side of the river, head proudly perched up as he looked over the grove. His antlers raised up on either side of his head, twisting and turning into a beautiful display. The baby flinched at the sudden noise, frantically turning towards her father. “..Hush, it is but a stag.. You will learn much about the wild animals, and befriend them.. Reflect the will of the Huntsman..” he spoke with a smile. He knew that he did not reflect the bravery of Cernunnos, but he had faith that his daughter would learn to. After many moments, the deer’s head suddenly turned to the right, darting away as hoofs silently pounded on the grassy floor. The stream that flowed serenely next to the shaded part under the large tree created noise that sparked the interest of the baby, her gaze tilting curiously to the calm river. “..Allow yourself to flow, as both a raging storm and a gentle spring,” he repeated quietly, nodding as he recalled the quote commonly spoken in his religion. A ray of sunlight hit the surface of the water as it shone brightly like a diamond sunken deep underwater, catching the baby’s eye as she reached her arms in the direction of the glistening water. Moments of silence passed, before the father finally spoke. “The lady of light.. Illuminating the darkness in this realm..” he spoke with a smile of appreciation, outstretching his grasp of the baby so small rays of light would hit her cheek, warming and illuminating the surface. “You will grow to be a shining light.. You are the offspring of the Eclipse Druid and the Rainbow Druid... ..Daughter of change and promise.”
  4. A druid cluttered in flowers shook his head as he clicked his tounge several times in disapproval, nodding along to the Autumn Druidess.
  5. If the creatures came from the trees, are they considered natural or of origins outside of Nature? If they’re Natural, why can’t druids commune with them?
  6. Kholibrii - The Hummingbird “She is the spirit glowing through the darkness, bringing brilliance and color to the gloom.” The Mani of Hope and Vibrancy Kholibrii, if spotted, would stand out with immense beauty and color, grace and vibrancy highlighting her each and every action. A rare sight to mortals, she is mostly spotted in the most abundant of flower fields, highly attracted to the various colors and surplus of nectar. Speeding past towns quickly, like all hummingbirds, she appears to be just a blur. The blur of Kholibrii is spoken to be the brightest of all, often mistaken for a pixie, glowing as she speeds past the descendants. Her symbolism of hope begins with her very physical being, the most colorful and vibrant glowing force visible amongst the dark and gloomy mood of the night and winter. Compared to the other Mani, Kholibrii is one of the more frequently seen, however, she does not usually interact with the descendants, and if encountered, she’d peacefully carry on with her duties. Witnesses tell about her vibrant and beautiful display of dances and color, staying peaceful unless provoked. She has a free spirit, roaming through the earth to find better land, bigger fields, and brighter colors to lead her kind to, even taking pleasure in experiencing the delightful brilliance of nature even though she is one of the brightest, herself. An interesting ideal of Kholibrii’s is hope, her spirit bringing forth joy and a positive outlook. She brings hope to the natural world itself by helping to bring forth spring every year, bringing both color and vibrancy, as well as helping flowers and blossoms to pollinate. She leads her tribe of hummingbirds to assist her in this duty. She holds nature’s greatest hope through the winter for spring to follow, inspiring her to have hope in every walk of life, and encouraging those around her to keep a positive outlook on the future. She does not hold onto past mistakes, worries, or fears - but instead pushes through, faithful that she will persevere and that there will be a more positive outcome. While her heart is filled with joy and goodness, no mistake should be made - Kholibrii reflects the nature of hummingbirds, fast-paced and territorial: she will be quick to fly to action to protect those of her kind and the beauty of nature. She has a high-energy being and will show aggression to those who threaten her and her domain. Witnesses note that once enough of her treasured flowers and her kind were slaughtered, she quickly moved to defend her territory. There have been whispers among men that those who plant plentiful amounts of flowers and sugar-water for her kind to drink from, admiring the beauty of hummingbirds from a distance, would be blessed by Kholibrii. Descendants claim that doing this has resulted in heavier pollination, as well as the blooming of breathtakingly beautiful flowers; a symbol of her gratitude. She is the patron of dancers and painters; florists and tiva-weavers; stylists and singers. She holds in significant value: the creative-minded folk marked with talent, whose works are inspired by her beauty and vibrancy. Offerings: Gerbera, Bird of Paradise and Calla Lily flowers, flowers abundant in nectar, opals, colorful paintings, and creative pieces.
  7. A druid cluttered in Tiva Wreaths read over the passages, smiling as he read the flower offerings, he himself already making Tiva Wreaths devoted to each mani.
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    Congratulations, your changes made were perfect. You will soon be implemented into our server, be ready! If you need any help - The Application Team invites you to our New Player Discord: https://discord.gg/uYUJkT4 Again, Welcome to LoTC! We are so happy to have you!
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    Congratulations, your application was beautiful You will soon be implemented into our server, be ready! If you need any help - The application team invites you to our new player discord: https://discord.gg/uYUJkT4 Again, welcome to LoTC! We are so happy to have you!!
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