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    Tul'Tsisha, Bianca Ireheart, Velatha Sylric, Marcella Avern-Barclay
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    Kha'Tigrasi, Mountain Dwarf, Mali'Fenn, Human

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  1. Would love to be a race again but this is culture post :) Join Sylrics is yall know what's good for you. Much better than those gross Drakons. @ItsIn @Sygnus_
  2. Dame Marie Vyronov smiled as she heard news of her uncle's ascension. She could not be prouder of Alfred and his achievement. Perhaps it was an act of Godan, that her patron saint and now uncle shared a common name, a bond never to be broken! Her smile was unyielding as she began preparations to welcome him home in celebration of his success.
  3. Marie Barclay, now Vyronov, stood to the side as the Lord Marshal Friedrich Barclay carried Jackson Porter past the tavern, a feeling of unease settled upon her as they passed. Her eyes set on his face, a well knowing stare at the face of death. While the yound Dame had not known him well, Marie highly respected the man both in life and death. Never once had she a bad interraction with him. Never once did she hear negative utterance of his name. She was sad to see him go so soon, however relieved that knowing the man, he would have rathered die fighting than sitting at home idle. A common noti
  4. Marie Barclay glanced over the missive, frowning as she discussed its contents with Patriarch Alfred. Did her stature really matter that much? Perhaps it means more strength, to seek a woman that can do more than sit idle and knit. To Marie it meant much more to be of use to her partner rather than sit and look pretty. As a true Haense woman should be strong and capable, rather than sit and gossip!
  5. Marie had carried the body of the now late Ser Brandt Barclay up the steps to the clinic, laying him down on one of the clinic beds in silence. She removed the red wolf pelt from herself, laying it over his body before one last hug. "Ich will miss vu, Uncle Brandt... Rest well. Ich will see vu in the seven skies, ich am sure." Awaiting up in the seven skies is Marcella Avern-Barclay, who opens her arms to take Brandt into a tight and long awaited hug. "I am sad to see you so soon... liebe. But welcome. You've worked so hard in your life. Rest now, you are with family still and the others will
  6. Marie sat alone on the hillside, clutching a letter notifying her of Mariya's death. Tears dripped down her normally cheerful face as she stared off, seemingly at nothing yet everything at the same time. Her breaths were ragged as she merely sat and existed. While this went on, things seems to be at a standstill for her. It was not something she hadn't thought of, however it was not something she expected to occur so soon. The loss of a dear friend, the one that very literally changed the course of her entire life. Marie wished that she could have helped her. Many... many times she wanted to p
  7. Sitting in the halls of Reinmar, Marie Barclay reads the missive with a neutral expression, "Ich wish you well, Ser. The path to redemption is nicht an easy one. While Ich doubt you will return what you have withdrawn from myself and Stefan, I hope you can show the future squires the kindness you speak of. May you learn something of this, as perhaps I had judged you harshly but nicht of a distaste for you, but in a desire that you would put forward only the best for the kingdom. This effort, I had not seen, but perhaps... that is something on you can change. Keep to your word. May Godan guide
  8. [!] Unknowing that her confiding in Ser Aleks had made it into the memoir, Marie Barclay ends the week like she normally does, speaking with her parents. While worry has plagued her mind for a while now of concern for Koenas Mariya, Katerina, and her own trials... she seems happy as of the moment. Happy that she had been assigned to perhaps the best knight there is, one that looks out for others even if against the regulations. In her mind, it is one thing to follow obediently, and it is another to act absolutely for what is right, even if it means rules must be bent. It says more to look out
  9. I can see how it would be though if it is, I would imagine things would get hairy for GMs trying to enforce pvp raids and the like if people try to warp in to either start, join, or escape one?
  10. Nice, though makes me wonder... will these be moderated to prevent things like ss pillars in houses?
  11. IGN: EnderMaiashiro RP NAME: Bianca Ireheart CANDIDATE: Durorn Ireheart
  12. Her Last Feather PK of Marcella Avern-Barclay Born in 1688, Marcella Baruch was the daughter of Richard Baruch and an unnamed woman from Curon. Her father was a known necromancer in his past and the woman was unknown but to a select few. However, under the custody of her father, he aimed to improve upon his ways and took up an alchemist stand within the city of Sutica. When Marcella was just shy of one her father was arrested and executed for his past crimes, abandoning her in the basement of Richard’s shop. Her adoptive brother Hiren had found her some time later an
  13. Let's give this a shot and see. I have two I've been really wanting to get art of and things fall through all the time. Thank you for doing this! Velatha Sylric: Really old snelf lady (second to none) known as either a grandma, fried chicken, or an emotionless sack of bones. Uh... commander person. Ref (Prior to scarring): https://imgur.com/d5ZtI29 Armour: https://imgur.com/rUHOghf Sword at her hip: https://imgur.com/slyR9cL Casual: https://imgur.com/Y8iJ3Q7 Marcella Avern-Barclay: Daughter of a necromancer and undead (Don't ask me how that works), sweetheart old lady
  14. Overall (I do plan to follow in dms as encouraged prior) the big issue isn’t our removal as a subrace. The issue is the utter lack of communication while the presence of our group was known. We are gathering screenshots however we had tried to reach out on multiple occasions to no response on any of it or what responses there were, nothing serious hinting at a listening ear. Our community, culture, etc. will go on. The big issue here is the outright lack of communication, even if all it was is someone dming a snelf player on the server and being like “Hey, who’s leadership right now” and most
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