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Gusiam upon his travels, had well noticed that of the words of the Southern summit. Yet, upon hearing not all were invited he simply soon commented to himself. dragging along a fresh kill of unknown origins to be sacrafticed to Votar. "Hrm.. Nor'velyn had not been invited, nor Vortice and a few others. Ah well." Was all the shaman could comment, and with his own beads of the lodge not yet made. He simply continued upon a worn, yet well kept shrine for a ritual of thanks for a glorious hunt.

Deep within the ever expansed forests, upon the tree a lone shaman had been offered such a notice. One given to by a close friend, by the time they wandered off Gus had already started to read upon the Declarations of cannonism. But broke out into a proper laugh. For a moment, he took the moment to plume out some smoke from a cigar, as Gus soon spoke to himself, the lone shaman only offering his ramblings. "It seem's the church had forgotten that it is not the prayers and priests that save their people, not when the Mori took over Almaris. The destructions of Arcas, Nor realize that such prayers do not save them from the necromatic blights or Naztherek's curses.... They cast aside the decendent's who bear such a hidden risk...Druids, shamans, even Paladin's Have time and time again offered aid to such of Horus's decendents... All and all to be cast aside by a group who has yet to have their 'god' save them in how many issues... will they save their plague? or what corruptions draw next?... Though it is fine, if those of canonism wish to experiance what life is like without our types.. They will learn weather to regret such by their own hands." The shaman said, as such the tress around offered a soft curl, as he only offered a hushed words in a anchient tone. He was curious how the faith of canonism will become. No doubt an interesting read.

Name: Gusiam JusmiaRace: Dark elfType(s) of Shaman: Farseer, LutamancerTeacher(s): Yarrow'Lur, Dura'Raguk

With the DeepFreeze of shamanism now Implimented. Just one simple question really does come to mind regarding the much needed Critical amendements if it does come down to it, would there be any form of chance if it's deemed nessisary to expect past lore might be revived/reinstated in order to deal with the loops and or mixups between the two different lore bits in order to gain some form of stability? Otherwise, no questions about anything else. Hope to see what events in general these will bring to the people 👍

Ngl, I think the solution would be like Almaris with the end of the "Gates". Where a small zone is considered "Villany not allowed/ dont camp" stuff. But still adhere to the old rules of if you got chased into the zone (Via pvp/mechanic run). it's still valid until their timers end. Otherwise not only will you have goons camp and kill conflict, people might just start walling off their own ss pillars / make a toll if they have the tile the pillar is on.

I want 6. +1

Darkness… It is what all shamans, from elder to greenhorn… from centuries to their first step. When traversing the realms of the spirits it is what holds us in the ever falling expenses. Most find fear as their sense of self falls through the depths of the world to traverse in lands so few dream of comprehension, yet others find comfort in a strange way. The ever feeling of freedom, of worries washed away…… As Gusiam had once more traversed the spirit realms, he had one goal in mind. To seek out a new lesser to pact with in the realm of Luara. Yet his destination was adrift, he was curious of who he would encounter in such a way. Would it be a normal lesser? Of what moon do they serve? These questions raised his mind as he could only feel the fall.. And fall, which was…. Strange? He felt like falling more than usual, so he took a moment. The normally closed eyes of the shaman would peer open to see before him a lush night sky, a sky normally filled of stars that ever grew for miles on end. Yet all that fell short as the dividing cloud has split the vale between beauty and devastation. It felt too much like a vision, for as the clouds engulfed him, he felt the ground. Slow, but nonetheless there was only a singular thing as Gusiam looked up still, nowhere near the veil of clouds and on what felt like sand. He saw before him a beautiful eclipse. However as he stared for a moment, the overwhelming feeling of one looking back was almost choking at the lungs.. “It has been a long time since one entered my domain… how… Peculiar.” A voice echoed and etched itself to the back of Gusiams mind, immediately springing himself up from the soft, moonlight sand upon the ground he laid on. But he did not have time to gather such thoughts as those amber eyes looked to his left, his right. Yet all he could perceive was shadow. What rare trees or foliage a distance away was merely shadowed by what was before. Lively, but lacked color. “Where-”Is all the lone shaman could offer, yet the moment he looked anywhere from up. He would only feel the looming feeling of being watched approach more and more rapidly. Gusiam, who was usually very calm within the realm seemed almost confused as such feeling was unnerving to anyone. Yet that voice continued its speech in the ancient tongue of old blah. With each word that was ushered Gus had paused, it was a spirit he knew not their temper. So he could only gaze upwards. If only for a few moments. “You, a child born in Luara’s image. You look not of the others I've seen. Yet, your soul harbors a goal… A goal I too seek. A goal that few wish to ever act in the name of the moon…To you, little shaman. I offer my power, but such power comes with a price.” “To who do I speak of, who watches me and offers a price for power. Who claims I am worthy to bear such an opportunity for your offer.” Gusiam said, his tone and breathing stabilized oh so slowly as he could feel the air thicken from the pressure that the spirit radiated from their forms. Suddenly, The ker’s eyes slowly widened as he saw the spectacle before him. As the deafening cry of cracked stone seemed to form as the strange eclipse bored a red outline from its gentle white and yellow gaze. As one could see the cracks forming along what was the planet that shields the moon from the sunny background. Yet the light too followed and cracked. Splitting into what stoney tendrils that made their way right down to just a few feet. Before him. It was quick, and the touchdown of the stone meeting earth caused such grounds to rumble. Yet winds blowing in such high speeds that it even pushed the Shaman back a few feet. Causing a trail that expanded at least ten feet back. Gus used his arms to shield at his face. Yet upon the air becoming tighter he could also feel the oddest sensations of immense heat and chilling cold that followed soon after. That was when Gusiam moved his arms from his face... and before him was what he did not imagine to see so close to him. (Credit to wolf-minori) Before him was a Direwolf, yet almost looked twice or three times its size, bearing horns carved with runes along the wraps of them that even offered a soft heat when stared at for too long.. And along the back of its otherwise midnight cloak, were an array of sun-amber like designs. Sporting itself a pair of wings that could compete with any winged screamer, the dreaded old giant crows of Arcas. Donning the head of the creature were a pair of sun yellow eyes that at times shifted from such to a fiery red or a chilling white along its Iris with every blink. And only the spirits know the markings beared along the face of it. “I bear many names lost to the world of time, The Eclipse, The last member of the Council of Moons, The shadow of Luara, The guardian of her children within the dark expanse.. However you, little shaman shall call me Ran'bûrgulu. To you I offer this, Build me a shrine worthy to protect her children, become not just my pacted shaman, but my sword, my voice, my will… become her shadow for her people against the scrutiny of the world against her kin. And in return I offer you my wings, my power. And my support against the dark foes that lie in wait for her children to weaken further. Seek such allies against the unknown foes of the world…” Gusiam pondered this, before only offering the spirit such acknowledgement. Before long the eclipse behind the spirit crackled, as energy singled to the shamans soul’s flesh. Offering its mark upon one of many he had. The pack had been set, yet such pain that followed had been too intense.. And when the shaman awoke from such a state of unconsciousness, he was within his shamaic chamber.

Within the dangling trees, somewhere a shaman rest, all until one of his newts came running with a tiny little missive, and after comparing to the first of this Drus, he only shoot his head. Gus then taking such moment to pat the newts head. "Unless the Akaal had had been working with the Mori of Almaris, it is physically Impossible for him to have fallen to a uruk's blade, We had watch him slain, before the Goi was lost. So I wonder, where did this rumor start? Which of the old fighters confirm this basis?... The rest of the claims, I know not, that must be in it's own investigative right....." Gus then took a moment for a smoke, and after a singular puff. He continued his rant to the ever nothingness for no one was about to hear him, aside from the newt. "If Borok did not die at the hand of Mori, he even said that his illnesses were coming to him, something even the gathering of farseers and witchdoctors could not say. If one wishes to sully his name, or curious of his death...Why do the Kub not ask him within stargush'stroh? ...Ah well, Even despite what happen, One must hope the children of krug can find their peace." By this point, the being had continued his smoke, outside of this he simply enjoyed his smoke, watching the wheels and stars spin their tales.

Another passive agressive poll for my collection. (Your rep is now mine)

Love the lore. +1, but I just got some questions. For picking a path, do you additionally gain a second spirit during this time? Or is it that the path itself requires a seperate Magic slot itself. Also, If there is a Revert from one to another, Does this mean changing back into your origional path is possible? Is there a limit to them? Do some of the spirits you pact become Null due to this change? For Fs, Is there a classification of what could be considered "Fatal" in example? There have been way to many instances where someone says losing a limb is considered Life threatening past a certain point. Also, there has been since at least Arcas instances where mental and physical imparments, depending what they were, were also treatable( I e cancer wasnt something fixable but blindness was considered a valid treatment). What was the main push to lessen the ability to such, or if its possible to use this with addition to circle magic? For WD, not gonna requote. But for chain, it feels like it could potentally be abused by the restricted movement, Maybe there could be a potental CD for a single or two rounds inbetween to prevent the spam of the magic? Otherwise, the whole things great, but these were just general questions I had. 😀

Honestly if i wanted magical clicks in nothing stops me from going on Wynncraft or Potterworld and do just that, also people like Aeso stictly talked about at some points that a magic plugin wouldnt work, and not code it. so less you got the money fam good luck. Also, With the current push as to where its going with the mission statement, its hard to validate too much of the point. Things are pushing for more RP and narritives. As joking as it is, whilst pvp is straight forward theres about a thousand other servers that caters to that. Pvp has its uses when its convient but the ways overall reading on this with a bad take on a role playing server.

Gimme golemancy or Shamanism (Farseer prob). Say what you want but being able to technically travel through the spirit realms and the afterlife sounds based af.

A Mysterious shaman would hear such news. Now simply enjoying his smokes near his secluded shrine, and only chuckles at the words he hears from a assistant. No doubt, this caused the assistant to be confused, but off the shaman ranted in almost a mused tone as he heard that there were people being sold by dwarves of all people. Before he spoke out. "Had not the Dwed of Urguan berrated the use of slavery and even proved the point by warring the Iron Ugz during the early dwed orc wars of Almaris and even in some cases in Arcas for their Snagas and their auctioning? Whilst who knows if their Grand king approves of this or not. This is some painful Irony that i've heard in years. Has the roles truely begun to switch places?" Seeing that there is no Time, date, or location of said Auction being taken place. The Shaman would simply disgard it as some flaunt attempt against the Vale folk. Or took it as a mysterious hostage situation, Regardless. the shaman went back to his smoke, deciding to add this to his book of plot twists.

As news had reached the Horned shaman, just before his shrine within one of the pillars of Vortice. His smile had well fadded as he dugged through the suger coated words of the messanger... and his amber eyes widen with disbelief. "You....You are Joking, right? Right-" With the simple motion of them shaking his head, tears started to form along the ker's eyes. Death by falling off the palace, He could only hope that Stargush accepts her well for her actions. But that reassurance could not hide grief of a clan member. Or family for that matter. The resounding rumbles of near a entire spire had shook in grief of his now deseased aunt. The shaman, not having lost another family member and friend by their own hand. The shaman took a deep breath, taking his moment to travel in the silence, to the shrine of Kor. Yet after a offering of bone and blood, he only can offer few words in the old tongue. rûm-narbai Qudlia, nur-ob Jusmia. Rak-izg . rûm-û Stargush’Stroh -û gimbzrii (Move safely Qudlia, Clan of Jusmia. My family. Move to Stargush’Stroh to find joy)

Seeing as pk nls was a thing that had been implemented, all it took was one nl to die to realize it was a large mistake (i think it was haelunors but i cant remember) and the entire thing was shut down, but aside from the spouting of "alts and shadow leads" being the most predominantly talked about situation. People also seem to not mention the added stress, with the recent war rules in addition to all this, the idea of having NLs pk or anyone in force again is in bad faith. And trying to put x amount of hours will only make it feel like an unfun job, which would entirely make it go left field from the mission statement. Overall, NLs should not need to pk, it would lead to unneeded ooc targeting, alts, stress and demotivation to enjoy the characters or even the game itself.

If Faith is going to be a mechanic then Every faith outside of canonisms going to get choke slammed by the mentioned faith due to it being the number one faith. Trying to turn faith into "points" and adding it as a physical mechanic resource make it strive away from it being rp at that point. Tl DR, Religion for Rp. We already get wars on faith as is. Though when spirits having their wars tho 😔

😔 the third option has been expunged. And Crp is fun :)

How well would religion face, outside of canonism, Most other races or their faiths dont usually have too much of an impact. That would also mean nearly every war would more then likely be a holy war cause "Deus vult." moments.

The wilven monks unionized last second. Thats the irp response

Love the lore but I gotta ask Pan, Which one of these is it? This made my brain hurt.

The twisting torch

Time animism when? All seriousness its not a bad idea to specify Luara a bit more whilst keeping the time spirit seperate. Makes you think why people just "Suddenly" not know such spirits exist and not question it. So +1 :D

Honestly, I love the new lore behind this, but yea. Now existing Cursed need to get their apps up

This is a shocking lore post, as one who loved lightning Evo... +1 Im not sorry for the joke

I can respect that.