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Augraeth

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About Augraeth

  • Rank
    Newly Spawned
  • Birthday 11/07/1998

Contact Methods

  • Discord
    Alden#0152
  • Minecraft Username
    Augraeth
  • Email
    Aldervonn@gmail.com

Profile Information

  • Gender
    Male
  • Location
    UK

Character Profile

  • Character Name
    Antras Dreyvon
  • Character Race
    Highlander

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  1. The District Head of Velunor

    "This man no doubt supports the free sale of voidal items within the Port. I'd highly recommend voting for such a fellow, afterall, denizens of the Dominion do love their magic despite the minorities objections!" Antras would say to a select few, whilst sorting a number of goods in his shop.
  2. Show your pets ~

  3. Hunger

    Nty
  4. DNN #5

    "I will be receiving all my news from DNN from now on, it seems to be a trustworthy source." The merchant would say, briefly scanning over the article.
  5. Archi's 3 year AMA

    Do you have any rp items for sale?
  6. Rexism, MemriTV's Event Team Actor application

    +1 Need more GMT event actors. Rex is a good guy, give him a chance.
  7. Buying LoTC.

  8. Aether VIP giveaway

    Sign me up please.
  9. War Release

    About time.
  10. Lobby Server!

    Some say splitting up, others say improving. smh
  11. A Farewell to a Family

    You claimed an animal starved as a joke? What are you man, some kind of sick monster?!?!?!?! Seriously tho, it's not even that dark as dark humour goes, I've heard far worse. If that rustles your jimmies, I recommend staying indoors. Thought this was real for a few minutes, then remembered the date. Seems like you keep the position of treasurer, for now.
  12. [ET Art & Writing Contest] Seasons of Atlas

    Antras Dreyvon has tried his hand at drawing an image of a bare tree. Content at what he's made, the merchant would sigh softly, returning to his work. Snow's Maiden
  13. [Atlas] Character Theme Songs!

    Antras's Theme Song: An unscrupulous merchant who hides beneath a shield of politeness, considering himself a friend of any with minas or items to interest him. The phrase 'doesn't cost you to be nice' is apparent when dealing with this fellow. I believe this song to be relevant, with a theme which constantly stumbles over itself resembling an old mans walk.
  14. Sleep My Love

    Antras's eyes flicker open. Out of breath he splutters, dazed and confused. His eyes seem out of focus, fogged over - as if this man was in a different place. He scans the surroundings, slowly regaining his senses: inside a leather tent, the wind whistling through the entrance, distant chattering of early morning elves can be heard from Linandria in the distance. Shaking his head, this elderly merchant seems to have gained some sense of clarity. Slowly rising out of his makeshift wooden bed he takes his pipe and a small pouch of pipeweed from a collection of neatly stacked belongings. Lighting the pipeweed Antras looks towards the forest in the far off distance. "How interesting. Whether that dream was real or not, it leaves me something to ponder over. I'm no leader - and I'm certainly no paragon of nature." Three wispy smoke rings blown hover in the air in front of the man, before slowly losing their shape and form. Antras thinks for a moment, before shaking his head. "Bah! What am I saying, something to ponder over?" He lets out a condescending laugh "I have no plans to change my ways to seize a throne that came to me in a dream. Nor do I care for the ramblings of a decrepit old druid - whether its real or not, I doubt I'll ever see what happens. So why should I care? And just like that, Antras decides to put the matter to the back of his mind - leaving the memory alone, until, perhaps, one day, the need to remember arises.