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  1. MC Name:

             Endaaron

     

    Character's Name:

             Seraphina

     

    Character's Age:

             263

     

    What feat(s) will you be learning?

             Herblore

     

    Teacher's MC Name:

             MayRndz

     

    Teacher's RP Name:

             Zaelyn

     

    Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

             yes

     

    Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             no

     

    Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

             yes

     

  2. MC Name:

             Endaaron

     

    Character's Name:

             Marvina Athrionn

     

    Character's Age:

             122

     

    What feat(s) will you be learning?

             Alchemy

     

    Teacher's MC Name:

             sowing_season

     

    Teacher's RP Name:

             Daija

     

    Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

             yes

     

    Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             no

     

    Are you aware that if this feat is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

             yes

     

  3. A young boy wandered the stone streets of the sea side city, wondering when the kind man that helped him would come with the spear he said he'd make him. His smile faltered somewhat seeing the woman he'd known as Freya at their balcony with a drink. Odys shivered as a coolness washed over him, though he couldn't tell why.

  4. MC Name:

             Zaklamos

     

    Character's Name:

             Setsuna

     

    Character's Age:

             N/A

     

    Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

             N/A

     

    Transformed form:

             Automaton

     

    Creator's MC Name:

             GlassySkies and DiscoLiquid

     

    Creator's RP Name:

             Daija and Ibi

     

    Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

             

    An Automaton is a descendant like construct made of inorganic and alchemical components that is forged by an automaton crafter. Automatons can be as large as an Uruk or as small as a Halfling though the larger the Automaton is the harder it may be to move about, they can also have features such as hidden blades in the wrists or something as simple as protruding spines down their back. The inner workings of an Automaton are clockwork and tubes around a frame structure that must be made of a stronger material then the outer plating.

     

    In a combat situation or otherwise an Automaton may overclock their body, similar to an adrenaline rush, where the automaton has increased speed and strength do to an increase in speed to the flow of their lifeblood, their are two types of overclocking, minor and major, minor raises their speed and strength by a quarter while major will raise them by half yet it doesn't last as long and will cause them to go inert. If either are used for a prolonged amount of time it could kill the Automaton, making this ability one that should not be fully relied on.

     

     Powering these metal beings is a fragile heart like apparatus called a gear heart, this pumps alchemical lifeblood through the tubes that are set out like the veins of a descendant and connect to 'organs' that give function to the automaton such as the intelligence vessel, the visual module, voice module, and audio module, which all act as the brain, the eyes, the mouth, and the ears of the automaton respectively, there is one more that is called the obedience vessel which is done by one or more person injecting 20 milliliters of their own blood into the automaton's stores of lifeblood, binding the automaton to their wills. Like descendant's if an Automaton were to loose all of its lifeblood it would fall inert, if the heart itself were damaged it could could loose important memories unless repaired, and if it were destroyed the Automaton would essentially be dead.

     

    If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

    Setsuna stands around seven and a half feet tall, their outer plating is simple iron. Overall Setsuna is very simple in design, akin to a large female descendant aside from a set of horns from a ram mounted to their head and two blades that extend from their wrists. It's face, or rather lack there of, has very little detail, only having holes for their eyes and a simple jaw that is a separate hinged piece from the whole head and no real descendant like features.

     

    Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

             no

     

    Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

             yes

     

    Are you aware that if this creature is shelved, your character may be given the option to revert or be indefinitely shelved?

             yes

     

    Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

             I understand

     

    Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             no

  5. The Phoenix's anger boiled slowly as she read the letter sent to her and her wife. She had no words, her nephew, another of her family slaughtered without reason. Nature around her grew frantic, as all of it was overtaken by the woman's grief and images of rolling flames. What good had that measured restraint gotten them?

  6. The Phoenix Druid halted her walk through the wilds. Her whole body tensed up as nature began it's morning, she didn't know why yet, but it hurt more then normal, nature sounded so much louder, like it was screaming at her, trying to tell her something.

    She dropped to her knees and began sobbing, her whole body shaking as nature shifted from sorrow to a frenzied anger around her, as a horrible thought came over her.

     

    Eventually, after calming herself down the Phoenix druid made her way home. She wasn't surprised when she saw the raven holding a letter for her at the door, nor when she opened it and saw her brother's writing. She squeezed her eyes shut before entering her room. "Ah... karin'ayla, it's been some time ti?" She took up her brother's staff, and held it close to herself.

    "Always and forever... lets hope you were right mal'onn..."

  7. "What the actual ****? Why the ****? That's so fucked!" The Phoenix Druid just looked confused, she sat for a moment and poured out a bottle of wine for the Frog Man who's village she once pranked "I liked your music little guy"

  8. Seraphina sat at the edge of a pond secluded by tall trees and a dense brush. The sight in-front of the druid was beautiful, sun rays shone through the canopy above, reflecting off the water and mist from a nearby waterfall and casting a golden light across her face.

    Her eyes though, ignored all of it and were stuck on a necklace of wolven teeth resting on her wooden palm, after a sigh she pulled it around her neck and let it rest against her chest as her vacant eyes moved to stare off over the water while she allowed nature's song to fill her mind.

     

    After some time of her sitting there while she traced the carved fox on her wooden arm with her normal fingers a sound in the brush pulled her attention back. As she turned her head to the brush a fox came at her, it's mouth a mess of red from berries and it's paws all dirty from running about. A sad smile came over Sera's face as it came up to her, placing it's head in her lap and looking up at her.

    She began to scratch behind it's ears as she looked back out and began to talk in a cracking voice as tears began to trail down her cheeks.

    "Things are so different..."

    She quietly mumbled as she pulled the fox into her lap, soon curling around it as she held herself and the fox with her arms.

    "I thought... nothing could hurt more then Syllia's passing"

    She took a shaky breath as she began gently petting the fox's head.

    "But now? Watching my family slowly fall apart... after thinking I finally found a proper home"

    Sera took a deep rattling gasp of air as she tried not to break into a full sob.

    "Well, I guess I could always start again, wouldn't be the first time. A- and now I have Ventys... and you, and Reta... p- plus the order is always there..."

    The tears didn't stop, Seraphina broke as her voice began quivering and she started sobbing while she held her companion, once again feeling alone.

    "Right Mavis?"

    She spoke directly to the fox, who she had been so happy to finally show Sonna and laugh over the name she decided to give her, before Zolvan passed.

     

    The Vuln'miruel felt like she did years ago, before the village, before the Druidic Order, before her new family. Alone, in the snow, with a barely there fire, crying for a family she no longer felt she had.

     

    [!] A raven would search out for Sonna, a letter with it

    "I'm sorry I wasn't there to see you off lari'onn, good luck, I'll miss you, and I'll always be here for you.

    I love you sister"

    -Your loving sister

    Seraphina Vuln'miruel

  9. The Phoenix druid ran like wild through the forests she had ventured far to deep into. The druid had no idea whom had passed, she already had sent a letter off to her sister Sonna asking who had gone. Her glowing eyes were like bobbing flames in the dark of the night as she tried to return home as fast as she could, nature around her panicked, birds took off as she ran past, some in the song of nature mimicking one word she spoke the whole time as tears streamed down her cheeks

    "No no no, please don't be my family, not my family, please please please"

    "Please"

    "Please"

    "Please"

  10. MC Name:

             BeginSera

     

    Character's Name:

             Strawberry

     

    Character's Age:

             15

     

    Character's Original Race (N/A if not applicable):

             N/A

     

    Transformed form:

             Musin

     

    Creator's MC Name:

             N/A

     

    Creator's RP Name:

             N/A

     

    Briefly explain the lore behind this construct or creature:

             

    Musin are small mouse like creatures that are related to the Ratiki, born from the runts of the race who didn't die young. Their Ratiki relatives began sending them to the mines and had always treated them unfairly, making one of them, Musin The Brave, stand up after looking at how his brethren were treated. After getting away from their Ratiki relatives by going to war, they sailed to Almaris through the accidental use of a wayfarer artifact where they met a old mage they refer to as The Giant. He taught them how to be hygienic and how to speak as he does over many generations of Musin. Once old and gray he told them of his own story, that he had also escaped from the Ratiki. After this he changed them with magic, and told them the Ratiki will return one day. He then passed, and left the Musin to go on from there as their own race.

     

    Musin live to about 70 years, are 1'8-2'6 feet tall, pretty weak, rely on being quick to hit anything and to get away, cannot see well in the light, have lesser souls and can't learn most magics, have to stay clean or they get sick, architecture is shoddy, reach physical maturity at age 12, and mental maturity at age 15, slightly quicker than the other races.

     

    If this construct or creature has some form of aesthetic choice, can you describe how they look? 

    Strawberry is a 2'5" Musin with bright white fur covering her body aside from a small black spot on the back of her head and large black eyes. Her outfit is a small patchwork dress and a large acorn top that she uses as a hat. She loves to explore and see all she can, not often realizing when she stumbles into somewhere dangerous.

     

    Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

             N/A

     

    Do you agree to keep Story writers updated on the status of your magic app?:

             N/A

     

    Do you understand that if this creature's lore is undergoing an activity trial and that trial fails, you will no longer be able to play this creature and will be forced to either revert the character back to its normal form (if it was a transformative type) or stop playing the character entirely (if it is an entirely new creature)?:

             Yep!

     

    Memey RP or using this CA for subpar villain/bandit RP can lead to your app being denied, even after acceptance. Please put "I understand" as your response once you have read this part and understand the consequences.

             I understand

     

    Have you applied for this creature on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             nope

  11. The Phoenix Druid sat though the story her dedicant told her, an ever-present smile on her lips as she listened to her. Once she had finished and left the house Sera couldn't help but laugh a little, her student always made her laugh with how much energy she always had. As she made her way back through the home she cried, though she didn't know why. Maybe it was the knowledge that it doesn't get easier, or maybe it was the memories of her fellow druii that she felt pass. She then shook her head and wiped the tears away "She'll be fine, I'm sure of it"

  12. The Phoenix Druid lets out a long sigh "The whole city will end up turning on itself at this rateShe tosses the missive to one of the big cats in her home, letting it tear it apart "I should stop reading these" The druid mutters as she watches the fire burn within the mantle and wonders if her people could ever find peace with themselves, or if they were doomed to war with one another till nothing was left

  13. The Phoenix Druid's eyes light with anger as she reads over the missive, her wooden hand reaching for one of the axes that hung from her waist. Though she closes her eyes and clenches her fist before she could grab the hilt of the weapon. With her eyes squeezed shut she mutters a small prayer for the fallen elf "You deserved to go out in battle, not like this" She allows her hand to fall to her side and her eyes to open "I am sorry that I can't right this wrong for you, my responsibilities are with nature, not the politics of a nation. I will do my best to honor you though, rest well"

  14. The Phoenix Druid's eyes follow the strange creature as it comes down to her with the letter. She takes the letter into her wooden hand, opening it and scanning the parchment. A small smile comes to her lips as she tilts her head. "It seems I've missed some things in my niece's life, welp. Might as well show up, could be interesting." 

  15. The Phoenix druid sits alone in the wilds, her armor from the battle still on her body, but not a single scratch on her skin. She sat there with quiet tears streaming down her face from her glowing eyes. "I know we didn't know one another" She begins softly, to no one other then the nature around her. "But I'm sorry, I was at that battle, I should have tried to help you, or died trying... in the end I fled because of fear I was forced to feel. I would rather have died defending nature and a sister, but the day of my death must wait as there is still much work to be done. I am sorry Awaiti, tell Syllia and Vex I say hello please..." The Phoenix Druid falls silent after that, now morning alongside nature in silence.

  16. The Phoenix Druid shivers as she paints her face, getting ready for what's to come. Her eyes and tattoos take on their glow as she takes a deep breath, listening to the nature around her "Time to begin"

  17. The Phoenix Druid's eyes open wide after the vision fades, a cold sweat covering her as she takes a shaky breath "We have work to do..." She stands from where she had been meditating in the wilds "So so much work to do" She gulps as her eyes along with her tattoos light up, she focuses on the voices of nature, trying to calm herself before she begins moving through the wilds.

  18. MC Name:

             Endaaron

     

    Character's Name:

             The Mask Maker

     

    Character's Age:

             59

     

    What feat(s) will you be learning?

             Sorvian Sculpting

     

    Teacher's MC Name:

             Timbap

     

    Teacher's RP Name:

             Ciliren

     

    Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

             yes

     

    Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

             no

     

    Are you aware that if this feat is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the feat? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

             yes

     

  19. The Phoenix Druid glances over the document, a low growl leaving her throat. Her mind clouds and she soon finds her blade that was once stained with Inferi blood held tight in her hand and her helm within her shaking left hand. Slowly she shakes her head and takes a deep breath, setting both down and taking up her trident and staff, setting the weapon upon her back and using her staff as a walking stick. From there the Arvellon Chieftess leaves her seed hall heading for the gates of Elvenesse and out into the wilds. She finds a quiet place where she sets herself upon a rock and looking over a bubbling stream. The druid closes her eyes for a few moments, allowing the sound of nature to fill her mind as she set her staff and trident across her lap, her hands feeling the contrast of the metal and wood against one another. When she opens her eyes they are filled with her flame like aura, and the blue tattoos that adorn her body light with a soft blue color as the song of nature sings from around her. With a sigh she speaks to no one but the nature around her "As a druid, my loyalty is to nature, the Aspects, and the Mani. As a Mali'Ame I understand their frustration, even hate for the things other races have done to us, though the actions of those that wish us harm should not dictate how we treat the innocent. And the talk of becoming weak? When the Inferi came the other races were our ''Fellow Descendants'' but now they are seen as only enemies, must we be at war to be strong?" She sighs and shakes her head "It doesn't matter, I'll watch this situation and act if I need to, my duties as a Druid come before this" She stops talking and allows herself to slip into a meditative state with nature flooding her mind.

  20. MC Name:

             Endaaron

     

    Character's Name:

             Seraphina Arvellon

     

    Character's Age:

             92

     

    Character's Race:

             Wood Elf

     

    Link to your accepted MA:

            https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/192528-commune-and-controlmaendaaron/?tab=comments#comment-1779862

     

    What magic(s) will you be teaching?

             Druid Communion

     

    Describe this magic or a creature as a whole:

             

    Druidic communion is the name for base abilities a newly attuned druid learns when they’re first connected to nature. The abilities allow the druid to be able to communicate with plants and animals that are natural. The abilities can be used in different ways such as asking plants to move and form a barrier, or speaking to an animal to calm it down or get help with finding their way out of a forest. As a druid grows in power and becomes more adept in using nature's gifts, they will be able to learn different gifts such as entling creation and other subsets of abilities like blighthealing and herblore.

     

     

    Are there different sections or subsections of magic? Can those be elaborated upon?

             

    There are three small subsections to this magic, nature's infusion, communion, and control. Nature's infusion is when a druid uses his or her own druidic energy, placing it within an item or being, this can be seen in making entlings. Commune is a gift in which the druid is able to listen and speak to nature. Control is not actually a druid forcing nature to do anything, but is actually communing with something natural and asking it to do things with the help of the druid's energy.

     

     

    Can you give an example of a casting emote, of a spell of your choice?

             

    Seraphina set herself down in front of her Karin Cat companion Reta, the cat looked like it was going to jump from its fur as lightning struck outside, a small smile on her face as she reached out to pet the large cat’s head. Seraphina closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, her blue tattoos along her body begin to light up, her eyes flutter open to reveal a flame like glow within her eyes.

     

    The lari tries to focus on Reta’s voice within nature, bringing it to the forefront of her mind as her hands trailed down her neck, she takes a deep breath before letting out a small hum.

     

    Seraphina brings images of a deep forest to her mind, passing them to Reta, the forest has a bubbling stream, sun rays shining through the trees and the sound of birds fluttering around the branches above. She attempted to pass a comforting feeling to the agitated cat softly speaking to her.

     

    Slowly the cat begins to settle, it’s eyes moving to meet Seraphina’s, a purr coming from the creature’s throat.

     

     

    Can you give an example of a teaching-emote (interacting with another) of a spell of your choice?

             

    Seraphina (Teacher) claps her hands together as her student approaches her “Ahh! Little cub! You’ve kept me waiting, sit sit, lets get your lesson under way!” The druid had a wide grin over her lips as she spoke with excitement.

     

    Student slowly sets themselves in front of Sera, a small smile on their lips “I apologize, I got roped into a conversation”

     

    Seraphina: “That's alright, now, begin calling on the gifts as we've done before” Her eyes and tattoos light up as she does this herself, taking a deep breath before letting her smile cross her lips again.

     

    The student nods and closes their eyes, taking a deep breath they begin to meditate as they were shown in their past lessons, setting their hands in the grass, after a few moments they open them again, their eyes now lit up with a green hue.

     

    “Ayla, now, look here” She lowers her hand to a small lily growing from the ground in front of her “I want you to focus on this little one's voice, I want you to pick it out from the many around us, once you have it let me know”

     

    The student closes their eyes and begins trying to pull the voice to the front of their mind, taking deep breaths as they relax their body, all the voices fill their mind as they search through the voices for the singular lily.

     

    “Mmmm, you know, I found that looking closely at it helps” She nods seriously as she spoke, her hands set in her lap as she tried not to chuckle.

     

    The student opens their eyes and lowers their face to the flower and continues to try and pull the voice from the others, they then look up to Seraphina after a few moments “I think I got it?”

     

    “Do you? You don’t sound awful certain” She smiles at them

     

    “Ah… Yes… yes I have it” They repeat more confidently

     

    “Purrrfect, then focus on it and try to speak to it in anyway you think is right” She leans back on her hands as she watches the student, humming lightly

     

    The student attempts to speak with the flower, lowering their face to the flower “Hello! My name is Momo”

     

    (I’d make the player roll out of 20 and I’d emote for the flower)

     

    Seraphina snickers lightly “I try and send images of places or scenes, like the opening of a flower bud as hello among other things like that”

     

    “O- oh.. Right” The student nods and begins passing images of a field of flowers with a stream running through the middle and sun shining over all of the field, as well as feelings of relaxation and welcoming.

     

    (After a few emotes of back and forth with the flower and student I’d emote the flower sending a image of it closing)

     

    “It closed” The student says to Seraphina, lifting their head to look at her

     

    “Mmm, must be done with talking, you did well cub, relax and come back for another go” She bows her head to the student with a smile

     

    The student bows back and gets up after closing connection

     

    (I would msg the student and tell them they need to emote Exhaustion and that would be the end of one of three lessons, the other two would be them practicing the ability before moving to the next ability)

     

     

    Say your student powergames during or after teaching, how do you reprimand that?

             

    I would have a talk with them going over all of the basics again and asking them what might have confused them. I would make sure they know not to do it again and how to use the ability properly so they won’t get in trouble by ST if I’m not there. I would go over all of the consequences of making such a mistake, Power-gaming does not get taken lightly on this server and It could eventually result in a ban. I will go over it all, give advice, and explain. And if they continue to repeat the problem again and again, I’ll bring it to the attention of the ST and or MT allow them to handle it in the way they think best.

     

     

    Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

             no

     

    Do you agree to keep the ST updated on the status of your magic app?:

             yes

     

    Have you applied to teach this magic on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app.

             no

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