PrinceJose270

To The fallen Des'nox the world may turn dark.The pain, fleeting.. Yet awaken to the sound of crackles and thunder and green streaked across ones vision. Till they opened their eyes, Awaken within a barren landscape just a few meters away from a giant, dwarfing door that deemed to fit giants at the least. Before him was a long line of displaced figures and of other warrior's ones of shaken discolor or missing pieces of themselves akin to the glass that shattered. It was a mere line of those to be judged. Whilst waiting, one mind something odd about Sathoro, upon his chest was a mark of some sort, one of a eclipse? Why was such upon his chest. that was until it had shined... A flash, a bink. Before a familiar face was met before Sathoro, a Familiar friend who wore that of a cloak made of darkened, almost eterial cloth, A familiar voice.. a same one that echoed his name in the land of the living. "Brother, you.. you should not be waiting in the Gundar Broshan so long... You, who sacraficed so many for your people. our, people. They will not go unchecked. I who offered nothing can at least part you with one...final gift. You whos shown more honour then most maehr of this era deserve to be with your ancestors. So I, as a Proxy to the guardian of the ancestral realm shall guide you. Your name recorded for all time as an arbiter who saught the protection of the kin of maehr." And so a hand was offered, and guided through the lines. As if a blink, he was met before the guardian of the ancestral realm and the towering gate behind them.... Kor...As they were only mere feet away from Doraz agh Kor... The process was well, His achievements listed throughout his life, the good and the bad, the honourable and dishonourables. Yet what felt like milenia the gate had opened. The Aid of whatever divine had well approved the cause of Sathoro being worthy at the gates allowing their form to truely turn into that of a minor ancestral spirit. Yet the story had not ended. The mysterious yet familiar guide them through the rivers of Olû Tiil Frautal... did a large canyon meet, the ride was anchient, the waft of green and tranquility and peace filled the soul. The guide pointed out one of the places as they continued the destination. "That, is Ruzob Ukûzrii.. The halls of eternal joy, where those who gather to recall their tales of heroism, fun and likewise. Mayhaps one day when the maehr wish to see the ancestrals. I may find you there...but for now, I shall guide you to Groth’Stroh....The grand city of our people." It was like a fever dream, crossing fields of golden wheat, to pointing of mountains of endless war, to the distant forests of the hunt. Till Sathoro finally came across three walled cities, one orcish in nature, one a mix mash of dwarven, human, elven.. Yet before him the guide had brought him before The Grey Haven. The city is divided into three regions. The outer shell, the great spires rise to the sky, where the ancient star charts of the Maehr are made whole once more, and knowledge is kept. A grand temple is barred from access to any that Velulaei, first of the Ker shamans, does not wish to see. Above her, an empty courtyard bestowing the area with the pale form of Luara, Greater Immortal Spirit of the Moon. Atop the mountain, stairs and lifts lead down into ancient clan halls beneath stone , a replica of Magara’lin. Fungi thrive, homes are carved out of the bowels of the earth. Most reside within this area as a residential complex In the depths are cave expansions vaster than life. Aquifers, fungi forests, and dark narrow tunnels- a place where fauna and flora of the under-realm flourish. Few ancestral Ker call this place home, though many dive down to its depths to test their skills and live as they once did in Magara’lin. It was here, where the hand had finally parted from Sathoro. "I remember back that you wished to one day see magara'lin, so this is the best that can be offered. A place one day we shall once more see in the mortal plane, So i ask you Sathoro Des'nox.. Watch over the kin as you rest in the paradise of Magara'lin... This, is where we part ways. Death, is the end of only one chapter, dear brother... Though I only claim now that you can finally rest.. I'll do my best to make sure the kins never stray from the path of Magara'lin... Goodbye, Ancestor...." And with that, the familiar guide slowly faded, and if sathoro looked well, a smile was on his face, yet mimics of tears trailed down, before he was left alone. Once more the gates of Magara'lin... Opened for another maehr to live amongst the many of his kin and clan... He, was home...

The Haters cant get rid of me in roleplay so they have to resort to these tactics. Little do they know its only the begining.

To those who say "It would be a mental strain on the mind." Counter Argument: Books. That Is all

Guys april fools was 8 days ago. In seriousness, this aint worth it chief. Alchemy was feat locked because of widespread. its been...what, 6 maps since? Its not gatekept like magic and generally not harmful. people will complain though REGARDLESS of what is too much. I e, 1000000 void mages then people complain. 100000 naz/undead then good players complain. 100000000000 clerics n the dark spawn complain. You wont fix anything by putting a magic slot behind it, nor does it make sense cause its not tied to soul. Burn every self teach book n start killing alchemists if you really wanna make a difference but it aint happening cause of this.

its still april fools..

@NinjayCertainly a step in the right direction, idk too much about shunting to really say much. But i heard its a crazy feet. All you can do now is keep your right foot forward into the next dimentsion. Enjoy the puns. truely a step up!

"As is the tale of a puppet. Outlived its usefullness and replace. Such is most in those lands. They should of at least grown some stones to bite back even once before ending it all."A peculiar cursed one said. Before going back to prepare

From Atop the Karst, Did gusiam look towards the sea, hearing such news he could not help but smoke a cigar. his mind recalling moments of battle, of aid. "Friend, Defender, Ally. One of the few Druids that I can even respect and had more common sense then most. You sacraficed a lot, Nenar. Yet my only sadness is knowing you had written your final chapter in pain, unimaginable pain from those of the Dark. To This? May I hope to see you return one day, be it as a sprite or some other creation of the nature you so held in hopes for."Is all Gusiam said. Final words for an old friend. Upon the Forests did the Raven druid rested, Surrounded by many crows he had started to befriend. An old sword made of Older steel, yet his demonor and what he used to be long gone from the days before. Through the voices and letters did he watched, though he did not shead a single tear, not..yet."Nenar, You were my lover, my wife from long ago, and mother. You have bled and sacraficed yourself when the world demanded it. Though it felt nothing but unright. You return to the Eternal forest, where it is deserved. For you have done so much for this cursed and blighted world." Then, he held his arm out, Kagura watched as a silver raven landed, he'd offered it some seeds. "I have been a fool, and now i have regrets i cannot make up, But one thing i shall promise, as a promise till the day i meet the forests as well. I shall destroy those dark forces that took you from the world. To slay any thereafter without the mercy. It is time to become the force of nature that this cruel world dares to pin druii as weak. You will be avenged, but for now..sleep. You of all people deserve such. Goodbye, My former Mayilu. May the forests treat you well.""And as soon as he grabbed his swords, the grows swarmed, and thus, he made way to start his Final Promise

You will be missed Kaiser

All hail Admin smol! I CALLED IT SINCE hogos departure

This has been a thing since last map. War is cold and reasons are brutal. However i dont think that fits in lotcs style since it begrugingly turns the roleplay focus of the server to a faction focus. This is the case with "decendent world wars" and its simply for the fact crp takes too long. Magic, CAs, experiance irp. You can be an immortal lich or the most min maxed heavy stone armored olog. If u suck at pvp darel the 5 year old musin with 1000 hours on hypixel duels is going to smoke you. I always wondered how wars wpuld be like in a eventline like setting i e azdromoth v xan. But that would mean mod n st have to play nice with eachother. Final 4 am rant i hope this map doesnt become another annex/subjugate only wargoal. That was pretty much all of aevos. Give me a crp pillage war mods n my life is yours

High upon the costal south, did a fellow curse child watch the ever setting sun. One of his own agents had just relayed such news of a old friend that he himself considered, Gusiams eyes only looked upon the still forming stars, Yet no smile beared upon the horned ones features, Instead, the tip of the mountain offered a harmless tremor As he looked back to the agent. "And you are positive this is true?" He'd only watch as a singular nod returns. The being looked back to the stars. "They really had to say this was the work of their fallen god? To punish a tainted soul for finding redemption and love? How long will they call that sorry excuse they call a faith become nothing more then a blanket excuse to harm. They have never met what true gods are like, only the fallacies of scriptures of who knows wether its sources true or some crackhead wrote them out of sheer bordom. Yet last i check faith is ment to be rewarded, to go beyond to show you are not amongst the plagues of this world be rewarded." A bolt of lightning struck only meters away into the sea, yet the being did not flinch. His eyes only returning to the agent. "There is only so many times a person, a realm, a community or beyond can tolerate being whipped before they have nothing to lose. To face whatever then a repeat over and over...."Then he looked to see the suns full decent, and the moon ever so rises begind him. To such the lilies around the top glowed as a mark upon his back did too in a soft, moonlit glow. "Keep me updated on this matter. llir. I have some things to take care of... The words of Idunia it seems are for show in some aspects." And with a nod, the agent departed. The being only looked to his left, where no one was there. Yet a response was given. "Let us hope he can still be redeemed...."

Loved Rping with ya that day Meta. Hope you had a blast with it all!