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Eyes lingered, those pine eyes rested upon the skies. Stars twinkled like a dance of day and night, forever intertwined as gray clouds rolled across the basin above. There the red haired ‘ame stood watching them depart towering as a sentient guard where she was able, it was there that she stood until they were to return with the task accomplished. The wildcat could not follow, her tousled appearance instead watching over their very home. That was the sanguine way, when one passed on their brothers and sisters stood vigilant in a solem silence until they had passed to the next realm. That feeling washed throughout her as a light flashed within the distant sky towards Ando, night turned to day if not for only a moment, and she knew knew what had been done that day.

[!] ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴍᴀɴɪᴄ ꜰᴀʀꜱᴇᴇʀꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴍ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴅ. ╔═══━━━─── • ───━━━═══╗ The Weald was quiet this night - if one could even call it a weald, these days. The ground was caked in ash, mighty arbor rent asunder in fire’s wrath, the woodland critters long since vanished from this forsaken waste. The rain fell like teardrops upon the salted earth, disturbing the layer of soot that had shrouded the once-verdant fields of grass like a blanket of woe and despair. But the silence soon was broken - ashen trunks groaning, roots squirming, the earth quaking beneath one’s feet as something was awoken. A singular leaf, solitary, fell upon the ground… and like a wave, green surged forth from it. Vines and tendrils of vegetation consumed the ash and smoke, like geysers did trees of leviathan scope surge forth from the earth, and the salted earth drank greedily of the rainwater, soon finding itself hale and hearty as it was in elder days before it was cast aside by those who once paid it proper tribute. It would take its toll, in blood, gold, or faith. In the distant volcanoes, lava and smoke poured onto the volcanic rock like sludge, pipes of metal tearing themselves free of the earth as furnaces were molded from the stone. Dead and forlorn arbor was tossed into the flames, rivers of steel forming the foundations of an age that could soon be - an age not of faith and tribute, but an age of steel and fire. Mighty testaments of industry clove through the land and towered high above all, matching the height of the great trees of the Weald. For though it brought ruin upon the land, this city of steel and silver brought with it progress. The old tossed aside, and the new made ironclad in its professed superiority. Deafening roars of groaning metal broke the skies above, sundering cloud and star alike. Beauty was needless. Nature, primitive. Machination, artificery, and the profaning of that which came before was at hand. All in the name of progress, for better or for worse. There would be no balance. Only Steel. A voice like earthen tremor spoke unto they who were woven into the fate of Krug’s kind, beholden to the intangible masters of domains innumerable; “ÂꜱʜÛʀᴢ-ꜱʟᴀɪÛʀᴢ-ᴜʟᴜʙ, ɢᴏʟɴᴀᴜᴋ ʙʀᴏꜱʜᴀɴ ɢʜᴀᴀꜱʜ-ᴋʜᴀɴ ɴᴀᴀɴ, ᴛʜʀᴀᴀᴋ-ʙʜʀᴀꜰ ᴋʀᴀɴᴋʟᴏʙ-ꜱᴀᴀᴋᴀꜰ ʙʀᴏꜱʜᴀɴ ɴÛʀᴢᴜᴍ: ᴛᴀᴜ ᴛʜʀᴀᴋᴜᴍ. ꜰʀÛᴍ ᴀɢʜ ɢʜᴀᴀꜱʜ, ᴜꜰᴜʀ-ʜÛɴ ɴᴀɴᴜʟɢ-ᴜʀᴜᴋɪᴍ ᴜꜱʜᴅÛɴ” ╚═══━━━─── • ───━━━═══╝

Liturgy & Rites of the Sanguine Fire “Narnsae ito iyl” Sanguine Callout When members of the sanguine fire are to call upon their brothers in arms during a time of need they can call out these exact words letting them know they are to gather. It is also used as a means to speak about the sanguine fire in terms of what can be considered a prayer. “The heat of passion burns hot in crimson blood. Through this passion, we devote ourselves, Through this devotion, we honor our ancestors, And through this honor, we grow strong. Our passion is the Sanguine Fire that our veins bleed.” Promise of the Flame When a sanguine Fledgling completes their trials under the light of the moon below the red sanguine trees, they are to recite this before the Heralds and other members of the creed before they can officially become a brother or sister as a show of their devotion to the cause. “Through the ichor that burns and boils, and strength in the sanguine fire that our veins bleed, I find my passion leading me forward. In even the darkness of the night I am one with the natural cycle of balance, and will protect it as it comes and goes. O’ great spirits protect me as you will and in turn I will devote myself to the cause. Through this devotion I honor those who have come before me, and find strength in this path.” Rites of the Fledgling Every follower of the creed walks the path of a Fledgling before they are truly granted the blessing of adorning the armory and name as a hunter of the wild flame. He or she has to overcome a series of trials given as a challenge to attest to how they are to face the wrath of the mani and wild gods. Heralds of the sanguine fire overseeing these trials and watching. The Path Less Walked This trial is rather one of the most simplistic of them all, if one does not learn about the creed prior to offering their commitment to the trials they must first learn about the different traditions and points to follow, having the chance to get to know active and past members as well as founders. Trial of the Blade Sanguine weaponry by tradition are made by each warrior to suit their own liking and conditions, the baldes always having kuila infused into the design representing the path ahead that they will soon lite for others. The task is to collect their own kuila and create a unique weapon of any sort which will then follow them along the path. No Way Back To show their devotion while stepping into the lifestyle of this rigorous and dangerous following, the fledgling is offered a hallucogenic to breathe in before their carried through the woods having to make their own way home. Trial of the Warrior The trial of the warrior is one that is a challenge in hand to hand combat with the guide of said follower. They must beat or show a great deal of improvement in this challenge, following along with honesty and never show means of deceit when a challenge is called upon, it is our sacred tradition. A herald can declare this trial to be completed even without the fledgling having one if they feel they have been tested well enough. Trial of Honor The trial of honor is for those in the creed to show humility and respect. To hunt and kill a natural beast for food or material, never sport, must be followed by proper thanks given to the fallen creature for its death and its bounty used to the fullest possible capacity. To always offer proper offering and care when taking from the flora of the wild. They must either plan and go on a hunt of some sort, or heal nature where it is suffering. Heraldry The sanguine flame holds itself and their members to the utmost respect for this skill and teaching method, letting your passion lead you forward while not letting your emotions overwhelm you. Becoming the vindication and protectors of the balance they shape something that no one before them has. Thus when the time comes to choose another a vote is first held among the creed to ensure who is chosen is worthy of the title, and a show of faith is demonstrated. For warriors this show of faith often spar with their teacher or a current Herald, medics a show of their immense skill and knowledge, for archers how many arrows can strike the hearts of their fellow warriors by hitting the targets with ease. Anything along these lines can be accepted so long as all members of the creed deem this worthy during the vote. Ilmyumier Tattoos The markings of the sanguine warriors tend to be some of the most intricate and interesting out their, the top of their neck marked with a design much like the winding roots and branches of a newly grown sapling, representing the birth of a new warrior. Many choose to expand the tattoo along their backsides and arms to map out their experiences, traumas, and what sort of things they believe to be important milesones. Experiences, age, and achievements are often marked into this beautiful tapestry of time. Funeral Rites Death is an acknowledged part of the cycle for most sects of the Druidic Order with the Orriran'taliiyna being no exception to this occasion. While it is a somber moment, with many followers being closely knitted in the pursuit of balance, feeling and knowing of the passing of a brother or sister, it is also a cherished passing. When these brave individuals, druid or not, fall on the creed’s path, they are given an honorable, respected, and grateful funeral in the hopes of ushering their spirits faster into the Eternal Forest. This rite begins with a hunt in which the participants remain silent and utter not a single word and in full, traditional armor until their return to the site of the feast and burial. Once returned with their prey, the feast is held where the fallen are remembered with cheer as well as with sadness until the time comes to burn the body of the fallen warrior. The fire remains lit until the body is burned to nothing but ash in a natural stone basin where the burned remains may be gathered up. Once gathered, the ash will be used to fertilize one of the surrounding Miruel’ame trees that make up the burial forest of the Orriran'taliiyna. This forest, hauntingly beautiful with the fog produced from the Miruel’ame that make up its woods and the bright red leaves that fill the canopy, serves as one of the most sacred sites to the Orriran'taliiyna. Wedding Rites The wedding rites of the sanguine fire often follow closely with the rites of the green priesthood, those following the flame often well versed in their tradition as well. in order to join two together they would need the approval of either their seed chieftain or the closest immediate family. Often for the location of this event choosing somewhere sacred to the Aspects and Mani. Something unique to those of the sanguine fire being that they join in the red forest where all are welcome. Much like traditions of other priesthood, creeds, and elven seeds, those who are joining together must make a gift for their significant other showing both their craftsman skill, and a symbolic way of the two joining together through a journey of hardships and faith. After which when a location has been made out clearly, invitations are sent out, and people have shown the ceremony can begin. Often Heralds of the creed lead the elves to the alter, although on occasion it's also welcomed for chieftains of seeds they come from to do so and present them to the priest. After the ceremony a celebration is had on which the sanguine warriors often celebrate in a show is their skills, adorning their sanguine ink for others to see while doing something that leads their passion forward, sharing a craft, baking, a spar, the ideals for this being rather limitless. The Redwood Forest Sanguine warriors revere the redwood forest with much respect to the Miruel’ame that make up its woods and the bright red leaves that fill the canopy, fog following about the rim so that one could not see into it. The trees serving as one of the most sacred locations for the Orriran'taliiyna, often where the dead are buried, and more somber serious rituals are held.

Ayleth O'Hara the long lingering ghostly figure who had prowled along these plains for many years had not found peace... more unrest settled across this family and she has found who she must haunt next...

I will express this here for what others have expressed to me : what's happening to the current world team applications?

As of right now any animal bigger than a golden retriever isn't used in combat

Thundering waves crashed upon the shore, weathering away at the rocks as they shifted back and forth. A softened white foam floated atop the waves. Within all of it a small body was washed upon the shore, soaked and disoriented from the flow, and a strangled breath left her body. She had been dragged through some of the harshest, and most rugged conditions plunging from a ship during a dark storm old enough to know better but young enough to have a lack of skill when it came to swimming. “Haelun!” a shriek escaped as the small body plunged into the icy water below, head ducking down below the waves. Noone had come for her… The ending of one path is the beginning of another, like the closing of one book before flipping to a page in the next; a story doesn't end, it simply continues. Thus as the elfess landed herself upon the shore of a place known to the wood elves and druii as a peaceful lone standing city, roots wrapped about her body as a druid lifted her to the safety of dry ground.. A place of wonder in which she never quite came to understand or see before that day had come. And yet though these lands were new to her its existence was short lived, waves crashed and churned violently, the ground shook and druids gathered to protect and carry on the legacy of the mother tree. She watched this happen with a lack of understanding before being loaded onto a ship… everyone traveled for many days and nights crammed together on large pirate and nation ships alike. . . and one only could wonder if this is where her parents had been heading- in search of a new land. And yet though these lands were new to her its existence was short lived, waves crashed and churned violently, the ground shook and druids gathered to protect and carry on the legacy of the mother tree. She watched this happen with a lack of understanding before being loaded onto a ship… everyone traveled for many days and nights crammed together on large pirate and nation ships alike. . . and one only could wonder if this is where her parents had been heading- in search of a new land. “What shall we call you sister?” her eyes peaked open from the deep slumber she had been plunged into, looking at the Caracal druid with a bit of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Riptide” she brought herself up on the pride of being a druid with such a totem of both strength and struggle. Showing how she had overcome whatever was thrown her way and that her lifestyle was in fact one of chaos. “Sister Riptide,” she echoed her own words with a nod. A Riptide… that had been her totem, a strong current that flows across another, unpredictable in its wake of movement. When you think of a riptide you think of the dangerous, unpredictable, wild currents near the shore of the ocean. It was fitting for her at the time, but now it seemed almost wrong… she wasn’t such an unpredictable person, but rather she knew what she wanted, and was willing to work towards it. The hardest thing about her was being able to let go. Turning she listened to those chant her totem and the sound of the chorus drowned out her thoughts with the wonder of what would come before her moving forward. That chance seemed to have torn itself away from her just as her family had been because of their actions and choices. Her own future being dragged out not really seeming to traverse as if she were halted in time. The young druidess turned her back to those who had helped her along the way, her shoulders slumped and seeming as if she were left in the darkness alone. Resent plagued her mind and she ran to let the forest overtake her, to learn from the cycle of balance rather than others. Eventually it drove her crazy, being left alone and after putting in a lot of thought she began her descent home, shoulders slumped forward out of tired energy. Her movements became more of a stammer… it wasn’t a surprise to find that the adventure had drained her but at the same time after so much thought she found herself at peace within her own mind. Upon all of her journey she never expected to find herself returning to someone she had turned her back on, and yet she did. That same day she staggered back to the center of the mother grove, her gaze meeting with Miven before offering a bit of an embrace. She was more than willing to defend her family no matter what had gone through her head. With time comes change, Change is a part of the life's cycle, apparent in just about everything. If you don’t like something, change it, and if you can't change it.. well change the way you yourself view that thing. One would find because of this Zaelyns ideal for reality had turned false on itself. A vision isn't always something you comprehend so easily, maybe it’s trying to tell you something but almost never in simple words, never in a way you can think of and realize without thought being put to it. For that same reason you’re endlessly looped through it until you see something you didn't notice at first. For Zaelyn, it was the fear of letting go of that final breath, keeping her from moving onward. It took her a while to figure out what it was telling her, but this she knew for sure. Getting dragged into that vision one final time she closed her eyes, sinking deeper into the water and the tides that ripped and turned around her. She didn’t offer any struggle or objection, ‘Let go’ she thought to herself as she let the water fill her lungs, everything around her being consumed with a dark void of black. Her mind was blank, nothing to see or hear. . . ‘How did I end up here? Why did I end up here’ ‘It will all become clear oem'ii, just give it time’ Before long the subtle glow of a light seemed to spark in the distance filling the void, becoming brighter with each moment until it was nothing but blinding forcing her to close her eyes. When they were to open again she saw the night sky before her, littered with stars of all sorts, and she remained there until finding herself waking up again under the same tree she fell asleep beneath. Her totem had become something else, shifted just as the tide had done. ‘Sister Starlight’ The new totem had been fitting when her life began to settle, for once she had a home and a goal to work towards, one that allowed her to finally get a chance to know not only those around her but the person she wanted to be. However, as one does, that did not last long for her… Pirates found their way to the vale with bombs and fire, taking the city with unexpected force while they were trying to have a rather peaceful tavern night. The city began to crumble and fall as they armored up and stampeded down to the shores of the city to face the foes who had dared themselves upon the druids. Blades met Spears, and trees began to grumble and creak as the ground below was loosened and started to erode away. Many were crushed and injured, and evidently leading to the elves retreating from their own city. It didn't come without consequence, the starlight druidess herself taking a spear to her chest.. One that exploded in her chestpiece and allowed shrapnel into her lungs. She lay there hanging on to what would have been her inevitable end as she began to hack up blood. How horrible it must have been drowning from the inside out.. Though she had not met her end that night her world had been turned upside down, something about her completely changed whether it had been for the better or for the worse. Some may say the stars above had been calm before the evident return of the storm… as she found herself standing below one of the sanguine trees resting near the shoreline. It was as if the druid had returned to where she truly belonged the entire time. “I am the Riptide”

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Find a song and Im down

Ayo when are you gonna release ur first album?

[!] The starlight clad druidess stood within the walls of the Vale as her dedicant headed out, her ears flicked back as she bowed her head muttering a silent prayer for the safety of the other elfess. There she sat below her tree for the time in which she had been gone, awaiting the evident return.

NO :<< friends not pets

Ethuil Summary The Ethuil are agile fox-deer hybrid-like creatures known for their cunning intelligence and agility in the forests of Almaris. These forest dwelling creatures have inhabited the land of the titans for hundreds of years, their nocturnal habits making them stay hidden to the eyes of the public for the longest time. Sneaky and unseen they do not like the idea of interacting with Valhalla, perhaps having a rather developed mind of their own. These creatures are adapted diversely to many conditions, though prefer to stick to a variety of rustic wooded conditions because of the shelter of trees, and mountainous burrows offered. Characteristics: They are known for their sleek and guarded fox-like pelts with a variety of colors resembling different vulpine species. Upon their backs and tail they are spotted with lighter patches of fur resembling similarities to a young white-tail deer. Specific to the males upon their heads they have beautiful shaped antlers that branch out in many directions. The females have small antlers that point out on an angle, only growing till they reach about three inches in length. If one were to take a closer look they almost had a woodland like appearance, akin to the bark on the wood of an oak tree. These bestiary creatures perhaps emerged from something much deeper than the world present, as flowers and vines grow about from their antlers changing based on the seasons of the year. Flowers blooming and emerging during the spring, bright colorful leaves in the summer, and an array of autumnal bits slowly shedding and falling when the fall season came around. Their antlers remained rather barren through the winter until the cycle began again and they were to bud. They seemed to sprout with heavy concentration of Druidic Energy, perhaps the species having originated from the Fae realm having become lost and adapted to said mortal plane much like their floral sprite counterparts during the dawning of a full moon. The legs of the Ethuil tend to be longer than that of a fox, their standing height up to their shoulders being about 50 cm on average. The base of their legs resemble the keratin hooves of a deer in shape though are instead split into four sharp toes. The long legs allowed them to jump and pounce about, while the sharper claw like toes following their adaptive tendencies to the terrain around. Temperament: The creature is not commonly found within civilization as partners due to their finicky personality, however through more recent events in the vale of Nevaehlen druids have found and began to communicate with these beautiful creatures. They would rather flee than befriend someone else tending to be a species that quite enjoys solitude. The only known reports of descendants being attacked by these creatures are defending a nearby burrow in which people reported witnessing strange antlered creatures rather than any real documentation of what they were. The Ethuil is able to be tame and friendly towards people, however their likeness towards another is likely to be because they were raised by descendants, or because of an association with positive likings. Just like any other creature when being raised up they can be trained and develop both negative and positive habits. Dietary Habits: The Vespidae species is known to be herbivores with a diet that consists of wild fruits, and nuts that can be found within the forests and cities such as berries. They occasionally will eat the buds of flowers off of low bushes and trees in the spring and summer seasons. Just like plant growth they need the nutrients of the plant life, water, and sunlight to grow and prosper. Perhaps allowing the antlers of the creature to go through a photosynthesis-like process. Something observed from their habits is that they begin to store foods during the autumn and winter seaons, and create burrows deep within the ground producing warmth and a source of energy even throughout the cold seasons. Housing Habits: The housing habits of these creatures commonly include ones similar to the vulpine family, burrowing down partially into the ground with a bed lined with leaves, mosses, feathers, and other comfortable factors. They sleep in these burrows during the day and commonly emerge in late afternoon as the sun goes down and night hours, returning back to the den shortly after the sun begins to rise. They will specifically create their dens that usually provide some sort of predatory advantage for example finding areas at the edge of a rigid point. This keeps them safer. They can commonly be found in any of the habitats listed below. Life Cycle: The life cycle of an Ethuil never quite ends on its own, living in a strange cycle of regrowth as if a plant that withered away leaving a seed planted in the soil to regrow. About every 100-150 years this cycle happens in which the Ethuil will begin to shed the plant life on its antlers, and the bark-like surface would begin to crack and wither. Eventually passing as a newborn emerges from the withering of the past creature. The new borns are referred to as Fawns, their bodies fragile and small having to go through the process of growing and prospering. Gradually the antlers grow in, their pelts becoming thicker, and once again living in their new young life. However, should the creature be killed, or pass away to other causes this cycle would not take place, and its soul returned to the realm in which it originated, a lifeless corpse of its body having been left behind. Aswell as the process in which they are reborn can only repeat roughly three times before having fully passed, unable to continue. Cleaning Habits: Much like many mammals they will clean themselves, tending to constantly groom their own pelts keeping themselves very tidy and scent based. They groom themselves by licking their own pelts. When they bed for the day they will clean themselves for hours on end before slumbering. Besides their own pelts they are generalized clean creatures, and will keep their dens and burrows very organized and tidy, nothing ever seems out of place around their homes. Besides perhaps a curious clutter of objects collected through their lifetime. Weaknesses The creatures, much like mundane plant life, are vulnerable to flames and fire, tending to avoiding close contact with it at almost all costs. Ethuil are vulnerable to any blight that would otherwise affect nature, slowly withering and passing from the effects should it take place within their own form, only druids with the ability to blight heal can then save them from passing on. During the time in which their life cycle is being reborn and they are still smaller in form they are extremely vulnerable to the elements around them, as well as to descendant races easily able to be found and killed without slipping away. Communion Much like plant life, animals, and other creatures of the Fae they possess the ability to be communied with and actively express thoughts and feelings of sadness, happiness, pain, ect.. Perhaps one finds these creatures to be more intelligent than one may think. - The creatures can find themselves speaking with single mundane and simple words through communion though never full sentences. - Their communication range is passively 15 blocks Trivia: Ethuil Are known to be very cunning and smart creatures, and have a habit of being tricksters. They will bark, scream, and howl much like wild red foxes do. [https://youtu.be/iPFTEuT3d4I] Affection can be expressed through a series of yips and barks. These beasts are known to hoard objects and when living with others they will often cause clusters in their homes. The flora in which grows on the antlers of the Ethuil can range in variety and unique to each one, no one creature ever having something quite the same. Redlines: An Ethuil cannot be used to metagame location or anything similar, nor to powergame hiding or stealth. They follow all general server redlines, and rules for companions. They are not willing to fight other beings for you on command. They Are able to fight in an event setting against creatures, but not used against players unless absolutely in a life threatening position. (Aka. Hunts or battles against other entities.) Never can one necessarily be regarded as a pet, however could decided to be a loyal companion and follow along with the life of a descendent, still in terms of how it lives having a mind of its own not to be trained. Unique features of these creatures are primarily for aesthetic purposes. Credits: - Art used within this post does not belong to me! I do not take credit for it and simply use them here for aesthetic pusposes. - Alot of the information Fae wise was helped by Sprite and Epifite lore - @MayRndzfor the writing - @SquakHawkfor the Fae change idea Changelog Document: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1mLbH6bvgRV7x7FYmGydn0bY-6d5ndkGLWMCJOf7g3_Q/edit?usp=sharing

- From my opinion the formatting can use a bit of an improvement, for lore its less on how bold and flashy the text is and more on making it easy to read and understand, especially when it comes to magic of any sort. I've seen enough posts time after time where its like you don't understand any of it, and that's how it ends poorly, and or powergamed. Take a look at some of the current voidal posts to get a good feel for formating. - The fact of being able to cast spells through tattoos will be a bit iffy when it comes to the transfiguration lore considering you need certain materials to make enchants of higher tier which would be quite complex to implement into a liquid, that being said you will be suggesting that this is entirely written into transfiguration to make it possible. Although its a bit controversial considering that was implemented to prevent power gaming and it being common so you'd either need to require only low level spells in the tattoos or you would be suggesting that this is extremely hard to obtain and learn. - I also think that if one has the tattoos they now need to make a FA, and or specific lore signed item to indicate someone has it to allow ST to keep track of who actually inked them. Feel free to elaborate if you have any system ideals for that in mind already.

Hmm I like the concept, but there is a lot I feel could be added or better fleshed out in the writing.

Okay let me just lay this down, a lot of you keep asking why not just do a field war with no plugins and just straight pvp, but as someone who is a student from numerous technical fields for you let me lay the facts that I'm self aware of. Minecraft all in itself is not built to have so many people in one field fighting on one chunk, that's the biggest issue with not using plugins to regulate such issues and why its so hard for tech and staff to find a solution for these sort've things. Even servers like Hypixel who handle hundreds of people at one time regulate by using smaller sub-servers off of the main hub there are never that many people in one lobby at once. I see the most viable solution instead of being an open field being a warclaim that is done in waves of smaller groups but I can see the controversy with that. When that many players are within a few chunks of each other, the amount of player entities that the server has to send to each player increases exponentially. For example, 50 players all have to see each other so all 49 of those other people are being sent to each player through the servers system.

In the beginning of knowing you things may have been a bit rough, but up to the point of me leaving moderation you were a great help to the moderation team. We shared a vision on the likings of combats future and though I have no knowledge of where its gone, part of me is here to say I hope Squak is willing to continue with those CRP changes. Thank you for the service you put forward, and enjoy things as they are without the weight of a server on your shoulders.

IGN: MayRndz BOTA or COTC: Crusade of the Creative Category: Poetry Artwork: Dance of the Night By: MayRndz Consider how many nights, Sitting under those twinkling lights. Feet ice cold in the snow, A box tied down tight, topped with a bow. It only comes about once a year, But it always shows with a bang and a cheer. Decorating and swirling around, Surrounding trees and lining homes. Its special this season, It really is without much reason. I was never one about commotion, There's something magical The way the town shines. When winter season comes it has a devotion To the snow and the cold that doesn't resign. Though it has beauty, Compared to the stars that sparkle and dance, There is no competition, lights never had a chance. When the night once again rises, And the city goes quiet without a peep, Through every season when you can't fall asleep The stars always shine, always there for you, They come in all shapes and sizes, One for each.

The carful writing of a sorceress found its way onto a paper, inked in black and red, carried by a bird of magnificence. It was penned to Madame Onfroi.

Gonna have to call copyright on a king first

Don't worry my singing outbursts will simply move to the LoTC discord :))

━━━━━━━━┛ ✠ ┗━━━━━━━━ MODERATION TEAM UPDATE July, August & September 2021 ━━━━━━━━┓ ✠ ┏━━━━━━━━ INTRODUCTION G’evening to you all! The moderation management team wanted to reach out with a fill in on everything the moderation team has been up to at the moment. We understand there are alot of questions and suggestions present around for the team moving forward in the future, and want to do what is most beneficial for the server overall. That being said, never hesitate to reach out with questions or apply for moderation if you're interested! Over the past few months the team itself has seemed to have undergone quite a bit of change as members of the team have come and gone, projects have been set in motion, and as always the pool of workings is filled to the brim. Our current goal for this month will be to work through anything we may have currently ongoing or anything we may be behind on. With time comes change, that being said as I'm sure you all have noticed, but our moderation admin has recently stepped away from the role of moderation. We extend the biggest thanks possible to everything he took on and helped us accomplish during his time on our team. PROJECTS Moderation Team Guides [COMPLETE] We have been working hard on a compilation of separate modules and guides to better define our current rules, in regards to different procedures which can require moderation aid, at times. Our guides will focus on instructions for viable actions in-game, which are useful in the cases of companions, bird-messages, petty-theft, heists, wars and procedures outside of the server, such as reports and appeals. This will assist both internal and external team matters, and help to disperse potential arguments. Project Lead: MayRndz Moderation Training Updates [COMPLETE] Project Lead(s): EnderShadow, & MayRndz Over time and consideration of previous training sets we developed a new set of internal team workings to help organize and train new moderators so they are familiar with our systems, and procedures. [!] SPECIAL THANKS TO SOME MEMBERS OF THE WORLD TEAM FOR THE HELP [!] Combat Rules Review [Admin-Review] Combat Rules are being reviewed and altered whenever required, for the betterment of conflict on the server. We want to provide different avenues for members to pursue adequate conflict that can aid the natural progression of the server. At that, we’re also looking to all those unwritten rules and adding them to our rule-sets for better clarification. Project Lead(s): MayRndz Community Outreach [In Progress] Community outreach encompasses a community and moderation oriented project that will be worked on to better the communication of the moderation team among peers as partners, and members of the community/other staff teams. Its primary focus is to find ways to bring player bases together. Project Lead: Managament Skirmish Updates [In-Progress] A project with the aim to decrease randomized raids and attacks and put more goal orientation and “gamemodes” towards generalized conflict. Project Lead: TigerGiri Almaris War Workings [In Progress] Though it's been a long time waiting and has gone through a multitude of variations, we are continuing forward with the war amendments and writings where they had been left off. It will definitely take time and effort to complete however we want to get this done as best as possible while creating fair guidelines and going through collaboration with anyone interested. Project Lead: itdontmatta STATISTICS The Moderation Team received 1,692 tickets during the month of July, 1,520 during the month of August, and 1,479 during the month of September. All quota is based on 3% of total tickets, but does not include additional activity requirements involving reports, appeals, projects and interviews. CURRENT ROSTER https://www.lordofthecraft.net/staff/ ROSTER CHANGES ImCookie has stepped away from administration Itdontmatta has rejoined management MayRndz has stepped down from Mod Management Tigergiri has been Promoted to Mod-Trainer Disheartened has been Promoted to Mod-Trainer HogoBojo has been Promoted to Mod-Trainer ZachoSnacko has Joined Modetration Tigergiri has Joined Moderation DixieDemolisher has joined Moderation Arashiha has joined Moderation Fionn__TWG has joined Moderation _Pan has joined Moderation Mirvam has joined Moderation Grnappa has joined Moderation Wolfdwg has joined Moderation Devvy has resigned from Moderation Total has resigned from Moderation MCVDK has resigned from Moderation CONCLUSION Thank you for being patient with us as we´ve worked along these past few months and don't hesitate to reach out if you're looking for help.

“When the tides are low, and subtly churning, the winds swirl about in a zephyrus breeze, rest cannot find me. Within eternity of this natureous peace I am still breathless. Lurking in the shadows of my mind, It haunts me. Bury yourself in great accomplishments, no one can question your worth. That is what it tells me. . . Noone deserves to feel this way, yet everyone believes me when I say, at some point in life you understand. For everyone it's different, But let me share with you something to learn. don't let someone stand in your way. The way you choose to move forward, Is a decision that's yours to make Carry the words I share wisely, As you will hear it time and time again. As a wise king once said... Heavy is the head that wears the crown.” For those of you who don’t know who I am, I am May. I've been a member of LoTC moderation for the past year, and have been a member of management for 7 of those months. To be quite honest I have enjoyed every step along the way so being that I’m sitting here putting these words down on a document, it's so very weird to me. I came back to LoTC after a bit of a break last year with the intention just to roleplay as a player, little did I know a month later I would find an announcement that the moderation team was seeking members. That's where it began, my tenure in moderation with Basket as admin. My start was shaky, but you can’t always back down from a challenge, and thus I find plenty of motivation in myself to keep working at something I want. I’d like to think my entire tenure I’ve been a benefit to the team, I aim to seek out the weakest points and work on them that being said I reformatted the petty theft rules, and created a section on vandalism, I began to work through the seeking's on conflict, and even CRP. Writing these brought some fun, and as always it has its downfalls but it's something I wanted to do. From the beginning I always wanted to see a team that could prove the stereotypes wrong. To target weak rules, and make it so that on honest terms moderation doesn't have to step in all the time, to eliminate bias, and rid the reputation of staff from what previous groups may have done. I am proud to say that from my perspectives this past year we’ve been one of the best moderation team’s I’ve ever seen. Sure we had uprisings and downfalls just as any team should, but we also created a foundation of values, and ideals to keep things moving forward. Above all else, something that will stick with me forever is that I didn't just find projects pushed forward from this team either, no. I created long term friendships, and got to know communities I honestly never would have interacted with before. If you couldn't already tell by the way I’m speaking. This is my official resignation from LoTC staff as of my current standpoint. There is so much in my life that has changed over the past 2 years because of the pandemic that hit us, but as the year of 2022 approaches I’ve realized that my life has been able to open up to the public once again. Classes have taken over, I work a job on the weekends, and more than any of that I don't find myself having time for friends because of all the back and fourth of how busy I am. While I love the team with all of my heart, my education, work, and family comes first, and so unfortunately I have to step back. Above all of this its not just a resignation post though, I wanted to share a bit about myself and my tenure with the community, but also a little bit about health. I would like to see those within this community put themselves above the time they spend on video games, there are so many people I've had a chance to meet like myself that push just as hard and while it never goes unnoticed or unappreciated no-one will judge you for wanting to spend that time for yourself. I know these past few months have been hard on many people, people on and off the lotc community facing loss. I lost a friend dear to me because of a mental struggle they undefaced this year that being said I want those of this community to be aware that if you ever need someone to talk to I'm here, and I'm sure this goes for many other members of the community. Stand to support the changes you want to see. -=- To Moderation as a Whole Though I may be leaving the team know that I'll never quite be too far away, youre always welcome to Dm me or reach out if youre in need of help or advice, or just generally if you'd like to spend some time with me. You all have been a light in my life and a huge learning experience, I truly enjoyed getting a chance to meet all of you even if some of you have never seen the lion king because even while I'm gone I know you'll keep things as they are and do what you all feel is right. I'm sorry that I didn't stick around long enough to get to know some of you but I truly do think it right that you all became members of the team. Keep your heads held high. To the Administration These past few weeks you've all had a chance to grow on me a lot more than any time previously. Thank you for supporting our team and working alongside us to see changes through. Goodluck continuing forward as you work to preserve the community of LoTC. Devvy Ender Matta Disheartened Tigergiri Hogo GMRO Shmeepicus Sacred Scourge Muddy Thank you use this post as a chance to ask me any questions you may have about me and Ill take the time to answer

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