Laeonathan

"AURË ENTULUVA" Repeated a Númendan who sadly could not participate in the upcoming siege.

"Finally, that annoying bitcȟ is gone!" Raziel Amethil exclaimed as he managed to shoo away the dog that had been preventing him from setting sail upon the ocean on his small boat. Once the sails were on course and the sun began to set, he opened a bottle of wine and with great effort managed to ensure that no drop was spilled on the swaying both he found himself on. He looked onto that sunset, before turning to his voidal lizard and asked "I wonder what Usamea is up to these days- has she found home in Haelun'or again? I hope so. She always missed it..." A shrug followed, "I am sure she is fine." The lizard merely looked at the bread in the corner in envy, completely incapable of understanding the Mage's words.

I fail to understand what people are so mad about... less tiles for dead nations!

Raziel Amethil, without knowledge about the tragedy that unfolded amongst the Cingedoz idly remembered the many interactions he had with that tribe. Since three generations he had known them - so he thought. Yet, would he get to know a fourth?

isnt aeldin unreachable since its on the wrong side of the world-coin rn?

Raziel squints at a certain Aevaris, "Count me in."

why dont we just remove crp locks in cities. it would make sense: if you attack someone in a city, there's no chance people wont notice...

I mean. 3 Emotes is just awefully long, if the attacker stalls you wont be able to rally people that would rply be sitting in their houses and realistically hear the commotion. If you logged off in a city, it makes only sense that you'll be able to join the ongoing conflict.

"The Dwarves understand us. Elven politics are aweful. Some days I wish I was half my size and was born with a beard." Noted an elf, Raz.

"Let us celebrate, kae lliran!" Proclaimed Raziel Amethil bearing a large smile.

A crazed drui of years only recently passed read the missive and scoffed, "For my own people I do not care. I hope we die out." Thus the 'ame cast away the missive, devoid of hope for redemption. "Should there ever be a change...?" Ornthalas wondered. Unlikely, but maybe, one day?

Idk what to ask but our rp interactions r always cool

[!] This missive can be found all around the world. ♫♬ The Starlight Winery Recruiting now! Published 148 SA. / 1944 IA. by: Vintner-Captain Raziel Amethil What the Starlight Winery seeks; Motivated winehands, salesmen and saleswomen, no matter the level of experience. We are willing to train those who intend to join our winemaking operation. Expect regular expeditions and caravans to different cities. You should not be afraid of people. What the Starlight Winery provides; The winery hosts not only the equipment, barrels, baskets and many other objects but also has enough space for rooms for those who wish for one. Payment will be provided on the basis of the bottles filled, sold and bought. Join us now! Send word to Raziel Amethil. ilMaehr’sae Ilkun’ehya https://discord.gg/y3MRDP5XGJ

"ay'Celia'lin. They are all coming home." cheered Raziel Amethil preparing for many difficult conversations with his favorite Ranaleth.

Yes, but activity matters most for us europeans, as it is in our times the activity is low... All decisions made will affect us most... It would suck really hard if we couldn't participate in a talk about it. :/

MC-Name: Laeonathan RP-Name: Raziel Amethil Persona-ID: 73555

nice formatting and good lore, love it

Celian Culture Handbook The Basics Stars welcome you, friend! In the following handbook all important information regarding our culture & traditions in Celia'nor, the Starland will be noted. ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya 1. Sayings & Greetings You are likely to encounter the following sayings or expressions within Celia'nor. Using them is an expression of knowledge of Celian tradition. Stars welcome (you): A simple welcoming phrase used by well-educated Celians. Stars guide you: A simple phrase you wish those that depart. Stars!: Another curse used by educated Celians. ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya: "with knowledge and steel" - the philosophy of the celian 'aheral. You aren't the brighest star in the veil, are you?: A rather cynical way to express another's low intellect. 2. Key believes You are likely to realize that the Celian high elf isn't like another - they harbor a certain individualism. Yet, they are united by those following values, which largely stem from the Celian philosophy: ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya. Knowledge-seeking (maehr'sae): A good Celian is educated, often a voidal mage. They seek progress through knowledge and like to educate one another. They care for the arts just like the natural sciences. Astronomy and voidal magic is especially popular among the educated elite, as both represent the stars. Militarism (ilkun): One who does not understand the value of the military is considered a fool who will never rise through the ranks nor gain social prestige. Scars for example, are seen as something of worth: They show one's endurance and will to survive. Monarchism: The Celian Nation was founded upon what they deemed a failed democracy which led the High Elves into ruin. Hence, elections are something deeply frowned upon. Meritocracy: The idea that those who work hard and behave properly should rise the ranks of society. Decency: A proper Celian is well-behaved; one doesn't scream, doesn't fall to alcoholism and doesn't reveal overly much skin. They address their aristocrats as "Lord" or "Lady". Romantic decency is expected too - public kissing for example is frowned upon, sullying one's bloodline with non-High Elves is considered a severe crime. 3. Wine While the Celian people had its taste for wine in Almaris already, the Starlight Winery in Aevos did its rest to turn the Celian people into vintner-folk. Many of them are educated on the craft, just like they are on the sale of wine, often seen selling their produce in Haense, Petra and Aaun. “From the ashes; salvation. From salvation; a future.” - The Silver Princedom ay’pueran; Raziel Amethil

holy shit. epic.

Goats?

"Celia'lin is our new home! ay'Divadri!' exclaimed Raziel, slightly confused and thinking about his niece, also named Divadri...

"Ave Stassion" Exclaimed a proud yet poorly educated guardsman, raising his sword up into the height.