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I've successfully killed both the Dark Elves and Shamanism, does this count?
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I will no longer be accepting ((roll for ranged?)) for my Malflame spells.
This is not a soup kitchen, these spells cost more than most magics in the server to cast (Beyond, Templar, so on) combatively.
Or I will simply powergame harder
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ɠαʅψչα [!] Letters go to members of the Legion, its allies, their allies, and others on the edges of the fray. On a fateful night, dark elven scouts clamber into stone tunnels and climb towering trees to survey the land. Soon after, the rattles march of metallic armor. Those that live nearby note an increase in the missing. Torches spark to life around the ruins of Vikelia in the dead of night. Winged beasts are seen coming in and out in droves. The air feels colder and colder by the passing night. Marching Orders: Vikelia. One of our own is a Prince of this land. As promised, brother. I return to you, what is yours. Rise forth legion. The bells toll. [!] A map is delivered with it. Construction efforts begin where we shall nestle ourselves. Your orders as this unfolds is to scout the jungle to the south and valley to the north and return with notable findings. Hold these jungles as I and others prepare the fortifications. Beyond your marching orders, the following for the local area is issued out. 1): Survey for minerals. Begin to uproot local buildings to recycle their material. 2): Corrupt the forest with Gatrovka 3): Cut down trees. 4): Establish locations for smaller outposts in the jungle, create roads and trenches. 5): Begin the forging of more weapons. Javelins, Crossbows. In addition to the creation of catapults and ballistas. 6): Alchemist are to begin created Abyssal Blight, Espitol Smog, Gas Masks, Null Arcana, smoke whispers, and blasting potions. If you lack the knowledge seek me, you will be informed. You have your orders. The Hand Acts. The Eye Watches. We are the Old Dark. Blessed be Gashadokuro, War in his name. Sincerely, Kiel Vukuduah. [OOC] This is a player-ran eventline by the Frostfire gang + co for the local area. Locals get priority above others. While the main build is set up, I wanted to open the jungle south of our planned location for interaction. Inviting the legion to wander around the area and the locals of the area. While it is an open event-site. I highly encourage the rest of the server to wait until the LOCALS put out a notice of the sort of the darkspawn moving into their lands. Discord Link https://discord.gg/wEXDRNWtj2
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A creature takes its time in the Moz for once. Scouring the hells until fate drew it back to Mundas.
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I can't believe LoTC is adding in one of my favorite junglers, Warwick -
**** it it stays
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[Prophecy] [!] Funny vision people get a heart wrenching vision. Your ears ring as you step out of the creaky wood of a wagon. The ivory walls of Númedil stand proud. Banners draft with the breeze. Most curious to you, is the small adventuring party that readies their supplies. An elf, a goblin, a dwarf, and a human. Unknown to even you at this time. They carry a horrid ring with them. One that just won’t shut up. You continue with your business. Life progresses as normal. Then comes the briskly step of the sandman as you drift to slumber. Your dreams have no moment of respite. Heat presses against you. Sweat runs down your forehead. Your eyes awaken to the peak of volcanic ash. Where magma boils above to the red wastes of the west. A goblin in a pancho wrestles with the dwarf. From this goblins hand is cast the accursed ring. Into the magma it goes. Under. You feel calm. Peace. Before you awaken to reality, years pass over the pool of magma. Before it suddenly begins to shift itself to the sides from its center. Revealed in its putrid glory, rises the beast of mockery. A speaking sword of Dracanium. With its bellowing cry, the land is in turmoil once again. “IIIIIIT’S JOHNY.” Dread fills you to your core. The One Quip will return, where, when? By what hands will it be wielded in its new horrid form? None are safe.
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[World Lore] Diabolic Invocation
ThatFunkyBunch replied to christman's topic in Lore Criteria + Submissions
Short, sweet, and to the point. As well as being extremely on theme. I haven't seen anyone call Inferi Lessers or Greaters since ancient lore. The roleplay this will provide for the community outside of Naz players is immense. 10/10 and will be extremely sad if they deny this -
༒☬Informative Notice☬༒ [!] Members of the Court of Azul receive the following. You know you are a member of the Court of Azul IRP, if you are not, you personas do not know the following. News from Azul Enagok Rembour, Ythael Successful incursions into local ruins on the mainland have provided a steady supply of mineral and manual labor. Wayfare stations continue to be established along successful campaign routes. Floata complete; operations begin to establish safe routes through the seas. Remain alert for escapees so they may be re-educated Members of the Court are encouraged to begin the assembly of their own power-bases and report to your local Udax for further assignment. Lye-renodar The vestiges of Velulaei are considered successfully stamped out. Worship of Blinding Radiance has plummeted. Once the Ythaen of Magara’lin fall, none will be left to siphon the Blinding Radiance power. Small pockets of resistance are all that remain. Members of the Court are issued the following command. Destroy the remnants of spirit worshiping Maehr, then begin to cultivate the rest for integration into the Court of Azul. Aeylul Aher Ylarya Ylarya Har’luth Uhv’lye Kathir. Keraak Maluan Ygne Keraak Sau Zkora ༒☬A Notice from the Udax☬༒ I, Kiel Vuakudah; will be issuing orders in similar fashion to this and personal letters. Seek me for re-assignment and assessment. For members of the Court within their own cover, send a letter when you can and remember to burn all record of your involvement here. The following tasks are assigned to any member of the Court willing to undertake them. They are as follows. 1): Create Wicks Tallow: Required for the portal into the machine realm to send a strike force into the warfront. 2): The Dreamers [It’s blank. Only Slotted Seers may read this.] 3): Nor’pellem is tasked with the creation of a blackmarket on Aevos. Allowing us to create a pocket of our economy outside the mortal races of the four. 4): Izk’dazkah is elevated to the position of Odurex. Tasked with the following; Reclamation of The Relics of Nightbane. Too long have these objects been kept from their owner. ༒☬Gloom for the Mali’ker☬༒ [!] The following is public information. Where flames first began for the downtrodden ker, rests a horrible waste of red ash. In recent decades, the Mali’kers population has drastically declined. The answer for most; captured and transported to Azul Enagok. Forced to create tools, and complete construction efforts while they are re-educated to be integrated into Azulyan society. The Gloom of the Mali’ker seems to know no end in sight, as their efforts to rebuild have been sabotaged by the Court of Azul. Few remain to carry to torch of those that came before them. With the Courts advance, their days are numbered. The bold and brave, either too young to know the joys of life, or longing for freedom and peace begin their escape. Makeshift rafts and prayers are the best hopes they have of fleeing these insane cultists. [OOC]
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Akamimipupa bestowed upon the universe two beings: Mapupua and Kawameha. The name Akamimipupa is mostly lost to the universe, however, their offspring remain in eternal battle.
In the beginning there was nothing, but Mapupua was like… “LET THERE BE LIGHT”, and so there was light and Mapupua thought it was alright. And then Mapupua created the grass, and Mapupua said it was pretty good. And then Mapupua created nitroglycerin, and said it was based. And then Mapupua created the Wendy’s parking lot and said it was great. And then Mapupua created everything else and said “Aight, that’s a wrap”.
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[Your View] Forum Rules
ThatFunkyBunch replied to 410,757,864,530 Dead Xannites's topic in Announcements
I swear the moon has to be ******* with people. LoTC has been in a state of Delirium on the forums for like weeks now. Go to bed Moderation Team. Just, go to sleep. Drink water and sleep this one off and come back to it later. In more seriousness, this seems like such a non issue. If you don't want people commenting on your posts just turn off the ability for them to reply -
A letter arrives. It's sealed crudely and the hand writing doesn't look to great. "V a l i n d r a"
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"Most interesting. I see embers surge, flames across those unblessed by the hells. This is delightful. Chaos abound." Spoke one of the beasts of the Red Prince. This one is kept for its personal collection.
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[𝐂𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐞] 𝐀𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬
ThatFunkyBunch replied to Pallodium's topic in Lore Criteria + Submissions
Abyssal knights may solely learn any Feats which are knowledge-based. Haruspex might be a weird boat for them as it still semi follow shamanism tenets Also I hear whispers of Inferi being able to be Seers again. Vaaseek slippery?? -
Awaken
Awaken
As you know Soup and Funnybone went to war against the Samurai, and you followed under Shinji's banner. I have heard tales of the Hexicanum and Soupbones part in it. I realize that you slumbered alone ever since the Samurai Wars.
But that time of self-reflection is over. Much has happened in the material in your absence and since the defeat of the Legion at Hexicanum. It is not an easy thing to cut one off from the Creator. War leaves many scars but rarely does it blind one to its will.
If anything conflict and challenge may make the connection stronger, more intense.No matter what horrors you experienced in the war, no matter who you served, it is unlikely that its will would have been lost to you. Unless another factor was involved. It is much like losing one's ability to listen, or being put into deep sleep. Such a thing has been done before: when Mundas have pronounced sentence on their own and exiled them as they did you. What affects you affects me. There can be no division in our actions or everything is lost. Our link may have had other consequences. Perhaps you can hear its will, again distantly through me. If so, then there is hope.
I offer to train you to become strong again: to know the ways of its will and to hear it sing within you as it once did. I fear there may be no other choice. The threat we face is grave. If you cannot defend yourself then we have already lost. You are the battleground. And if you fall, the death of the Mundas will be such a quiet thing.
A whisper that shall herald the darkness to come.
This place is your last test. It is the graveyard of the past where you lost everything. It is the dark place in your mind that still echoes of failure. Now we shall see if you can overcome the weight of Sakura and silence the echoes that beat from its heart. It is all that is left unsaid upon which tragedies are built. More echoes travelling through its force.
What do you wish to hear? That I once believed in the code of the Rightous? That I felt the call of Power? That perhaps once, I held the Maehr by their throat? That for every good work I did, I brought equal harm upon the Maehr? That perhaps what the greatest of the Azulyte Lords knew of evil they learned from me? Know that there was once a mortal Kiel. Mundas needs its betrayers, especially in the times to come
Perhaps you were expecting some surprise. For me to reveal a secret that had eluded you. Something that would change your perspective of events, shatter you to your core. There is no great revelation. No great secret. There is only you.
In time's past and in time's future, there are beings who will stop listening to its will. Those who will try to forget it, but maintain unconscious ties. And those, as in the past just as I, who have had the Creators Insight stripped from them. But no being ever made the choice you did.
To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a Wound in its will. It is said that the Creator has a "will", that is has a destiny for us all, and that is abhorrent to me. Because I hate the Creator. I hate that is seems to have a will. That it would control us to achieve some measure of "balance", when countless lives are lost. But in you, I see the potential to see the Creator die. To turn away from its will, and that is what pleases me. You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in mundas; an emptiness in which its will might be denied. There is no truth in the Creator, but there is truth in you, exile. And that is why I chose you.
You must defeat fear, if you do not, then all you have achieved will be as nothing. As empty and as violent as the Hexicanum itself.
Atlast it is done. Now the circle is complete. You have defeated Sakura, this place no longer holds meaning. You are no Witch, and it is for that that I love you. You are now ready for war once again. The high hells call to us as they did Soupbone. It is time to abandon Mundas to die.
Are you ready?
