Ascanius signs the document.

“Illiran did nothing wrong!  And, in fairness, the true impurity is the Silver State itself. I give both Okarir’tir Elrion Visaj and Okarir’tayna Caestella Valerieth as examples. Both known as aspirants of dark magic such as Shade, Naztherak and Blood Magic..” An elf screams up at the walls of the Silver State as he passes by.

An old elf stands at his Grove, his form kneeling down before an old and dusty alter. He slips a dagger from the depths of his robes, slitting his hand and letting his ichor burn above an open flame as he gives a prayer in name of those lost.

After such, the elf rises, leaving his grove for the last time-  his course set to find a specific elf to comfort.

MC Name: TheEarthAndWilds

Character's Name: Ascanius

Character's Age: 300~

Character's Race:

         Elf

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Dark Shamanism

Teacher's MC Name:

         Morghuul

Teacher's RP Name:

         Gadhaal the Black

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

         Nay.

Do you agree to keep the MT updated on the status of your magic app by using the Magic List Errors topic?:

         Always.

Are you aware that if this magic is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the magic?:

         Of course.

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

         Nay.

A knight of September roams Sutica, looking for the Red Wanderer. “I wonder if I have a payday coming up.” the knight snickers.

Ahhh the deep frost. I can dig it. +1

How?

“The Aspects gave us strength this day. We, the valiant defenders of Sutica, will never let the people down. Long live the defenders. Long live Sutica!” Ascanius cries out from the streets of Sutica!

“Considering I still have keys to your laboratories, and that I still participate in your work – I say otherwise.” An elven man mutters as he spots it on his way to work.

I can dig it. 

Goodbye, Xalid. You’ve been a good friend and moderator. 

“Despite my leave from our people nearly a century ago- I feel sorrow. I have fought alongside you Aelthir, but I have also fought against you. You were a stronger Elf than any I have yet served- and you were a better leader than any I could’ve followed. It was an honor, Aelthir..” A Tathvir lets out, sorrow engulfing his tone.

“Seven Skies be Kind.”

Modus reads the letter- a tear running down his cheek as he finishes it.
“Haelun’or.. Elrion.. Sohaer.. You’re lucky I don’t smite you and your city for this..” the grief-stricken elf lets out. “Goodbye, old Friend. Maybe, we’ll see one another in the seven skies soon.” 

Modus goes to pray to his Lords, giving praise to Pelilasdir, a final rite to the once honorable elf.

Donovan laughs at the silly Elven trifles.

yes @Illiran

Spirits beware.

Interesting.. 

An elf snickers as his eyes scan the pages.

Good skinner. I love him. +1

Make this approved lore already..

Where are the wonks?

Wow. +1

32 minutes ago, w_ill said:

When I first saw this I thought it was a meme submission but then I realized it was legit.

 

If its accepted my call is that its gonna die out in less than a month tbh. Either that or we'll just get really memey rp. Like, seriously, is anybody actually expecting to get some decent rp from ******* frog men? Im sure not.

I plan to bring some decent dark rp with the wonks.

September, stop making the frogs talk!! +1

YES!

Modus’ eyes analyze the bounty, his grip on his staff intensifying as vivid memories of Brimbeard and Praepando run rampant throughout his mind. ”Another.. Its mother must be disgusted. Such a vile beast, it wants to be purged in the green flame of our Lords.”