MikoMonster

Yeah he’s alright I suppose.

Kidding, I really think Chenn would do well on the mod team.

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A private letter was hastily penned to Madame Onfroi!

1 hour ago, Fie said:

Anne Caroline woke up to a lot of 'fanmail' the following morning. "What the bloody hell happened?" she asked her lady in waiting groggily as she sorted through the mess of letters and missives, both in support of her or to spite her.

A few hours later, Anne sat coddled up with a cup of hot tea, her reading glasses, pen and paper, which she used to write a private and quite simple, yet telling reply.

Eleanore received the letter as she sat in her room, left at a loss for words as she stared blankly at the page. Something in the letter had struck a cord in the young woman's heart. Slowly, she set the parchment aside and buried her face in her hands to ponder the first correspondence she had received from her mother in nearly a decade.

Eleanore enjoyed the loving presence of her family that evening, relieved to finally be free of such terrible rumors.

Annaliese Kortrevich finally welcomes her husband into the Seven Skies. It had been decades since she'd passed of illness- and yet she'd seen how he remembered her all those years. He had lived a long and fruitful life, but she was glad to have him back.

A mousey-haired woman read the poster in Karosgrad, scribbling down a note which she then pinned to its base for the author to notice.

"A man by the name of Caius fits this description. He resides in Sedan."

The message was left unsigned.

@Kujo

Naval Battle in the Hippodrome

14th of The Amber Cold, 44 S.A.

A depiction of the upcoming naval battle.

Prince Olivier has taken it upon himself to design a new kind of event to be hosted within Savoy’s newly built hippodrome. The attendees are invited to make their way to the hippodrome to view and participate in an intense competition of the naval variety. With the arena of the hippodrome having been filled with water prior to the party’s arrival, the battle will be organized promptly. 

The participants will be divided into crews, three men strong. These battles will be fought to the surrender; killing is absolutely forbidden. In each battle, one team of three will fight another in a bracket style. The goal at hand is to defeat the opposing team before your own receives the same fate. Please note that real armor and weapons will be in use, and that one’s personal safety in the event cannot be guaranteed. Savoy’s own medics will be on hand in case of emergency. Bring your own gear.

    The prize for the victorious crew will consist of the full pot formed through each crew’s entry fee of 30 minae. This cash prize is dependent on how many crews sign up to participate. The captain of the victorious crew will receive the title Grand Admiral of the Hippodrome, while his crew will both receive the title Admiral of the Hippodrome. The event will be held on the 9th of The Grand Harvest, 45 S.A.

((Saturday the 9th at 4:00pm EST))

IN NOMINE DEI,

    His Serene Highness, Olivier Renault Ashford de Savoie, Prince of Savoy, Duke of Corazon, Count of San Luciano, Protector of the High Elves

Her Highness, Anne Eleanore Pruvia-Morovar, Baroness-Consort of Ghaestenwald

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Somewhere, a cloaked woman bridled her horse and filled her packs with blazoned parchment in hand, preparing for the long journey ahead of her.

Anne Eleanore glanced over the flier and raffle ticket she had been handed by a young Myrinian. She smiled softly, pocketing them both.

IGN: MikoMonster
RP NAME: Eleanore

An armor-clad woman rode northward through frozen wastelands as the frigid nighttime wind bit into her cheeks. She urged her steed faster, fatigue setting in as the scent of smoke wafted from her cloak. In the ashes that she left behind her, she denounced a portion of her blood, and filled its place with an undying loyalty to her siblings and her Father.

Eleanore sighed deeply as she led her mount through the gates of her new family's keep. It had been a long and arduous evening.

Anne Eleanore, the newly wed Baroness of Ghaestenwald, frowned as she read the announcement regarding her father-in-law's disappearance. She paced the halls of her new home in solitude, admiring its beauty as she pondered. "I hope Franz finds his way back to us soon." The woman murmured to the stoic paintings as she dragged a hand down one of the banisters. "This is all so very sudden."

The Union of Houses Pruvia and Morovar

8th of Jula and Piov, 391 E.S. | 8th of Malin’s Welcome, 42 S.A..

Otto August and Anne Eleanore signing the marriage registry following the ceremony.

The Ceremony

It is with great excitement that Prince Otto August Barbanov-Morovar and Lady Anne Eleanore Pruvia announce their approaching matrimony. Following several successive years of courtship and engagement, the pair have decided to bring their partnership before the eyes of Godan. The Haeseni prince and Orenian lady welcome all invitees to attend should they wish to do so.

The wedding ceremony will be held within Saint Henrik’s Basilica in the city of Karosgrad. It will be held on the 8th of Malin’s Welcome, 42 S.A, officiated by His Holiness, Everard VI.

Invitations

To the peerage of the Kingdom of Haense:

His Royal Majesty, Heinrik II, King of Hanseti-Ruska and his pedigree

His Grace, Johann, Duke of Reinmar and his pedigree

His Grace, Ruslan, Duke of Valwyck and his pedigree

His Grace, Ailred, Duke of Vidaus and his pedigree

The Right Honorable, Jan, Count of Jerovitz and his pedigree

The Honorable, Isaak, Viscount of Aurveldt and his pedigree

The Honorable, Robert, Viscount of Seswesk and his pedigree

His Lordship, Stefan II, Baron of Astfield and his pedigree

His Lordship, Yvo, Baron of Richtenburg and his pedigree

And all subjects of the Kingdom of Haense

To the peerage of the Empire of Oren:

His Imperial Majesty, Philip II, Emperor of Oren

The Honorable, Simon, Viscount of Provins and his pedigree

And all other peerage and subjects of the Empire of Oren

And all friends of the bride and groom.

Signed, 

His Excellency, Prince Otto August Barbanov-Morovar, Royal Treasurer of Hanseti-Ruska

The Honorable, Simon Casimir Pruvia, Viscount of Provins

Her Ladyship, Anne Eleanore Pruvia

1 hour ago, Dasdi said:

 

"Her Highness, Athénaïs Olivienne Marie Ashford de Savoie extends her greatest apologies. Seems an oversight led to the sending of your invitation." A short herald would utter. "Consider the accidental invitation rescinded, Miss Pruvia-Provins."

Anne Eleanore blinks as the herald scuttled off, glancing around as paranoia set in! Who could be out there listening to her?

Anne Eleanore Pruvia squints at her name upon the invitation whilst wrapping a cloak about her shoulders as she strode from the grounds of Provins. "Who are you and how do you know my name?" She inquires aloud, more to herself than anyone else.

Discord: MikoMonster#7384
Skins: Fancy, Child's Play, Flower Brooch
Bids: 100, 175, 75
Skinner: Neo, Neo, Cookie
 

@gronnravenn

Bids are now closed!

Miko’s Skin Auction

September 4th, 4pm EST - September 5th, 4pm EST

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Rules of the Auction 

- Bids start at $5.00 USD.

- The minimum bid raise is $2.00 USD.

- Follow the bid format at the end of the post.

- This is a quick auction! It will only be 24 hours before bids close.

- Bidding will end abruptly at 4:00pm EST on September 5th. Any attempts at last-minute bids that are posted at 4:01 or later will not be counted.

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‘Ello, Poppet

Staunch in Green

Adventurer’s Regalia

Green Corset

Flowered Cyan

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Stylish Overcoat

Navy Gambeson

Orenian Champagne

Shoulder Cloak

Grey and Green

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The newly wrought Daughter of Pruvia etched a single word into the snow beneath her feet as she traveled through the icy spikes of the frozen north. "Ssifisv." To the being she had met hours prior, yet already deeply respected. For one's journey had been completed, and yet another's had just begun.

MC Name:

         MikoMonster

Character's Name:

         Anne Eleanore Pruvia

Character's Age:

         23

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Herald of Azdromoth

Teacher's MC Name:

         Chennster

Teacher's RP Name:

         Simon Pruvia

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         no

Are you aware that if this feat is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the feat? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

         yes

Anne Eleanore Pruvia points a gloved finger at the picture upon the parchment before her. "'Brotherhood of Saint Karl' plus Eleanore." She corrects indignantly, packing her bag for a trip to the library to study a rock.

Lylianth Ithelanen, who remained within the quiet lands of Camlannen, smirked cruelly as she leaned over the balcony rail, watching the blood-smeared party return to the keep. "Yet more stains bleached from this world, Kairn." The cold-hearted elfess sneered from above. "Another job well done."

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Lord John Alexander d’Arkent, the heir to the duchy of Sunholdt, seemed to stay to the side for most of the event, yet as it came to a close he was spotted sharing a dance with Lady Anne Eleanore, his first cousin, the daughter of HIH Princess Anna Caroline.

Anne Eleanore Pruvia frowns as she reads the freshly printed paper, looking indignantly to her sister as they sat at dinner that evening. "Look, Adelheid, the writers got our names mixed up! Perhaps one of us should dye our hair. Then they'd really be confused."

@Autty

MC Name:

         MikoMonster

Character's Name:

         Josephine

Character's Age:

         34

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Spoontistic

Teacher's RP Name:

         Krendogron

Do you agree to keep Story updated on the status of your feat app?:

         Yes

Have you applied for this feat on this character before, and had it denied? If so, link the app:

         No

Are you aware that if this feat is undergoing an activity trial and fails said trial, that you will lose the feat? And that if it is apart of the Lore Games, it might drastically change soon?:

         Yes

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On the Pursuit of Asioth

[OOC: This document can only be accessed IRPly by @Spoons]

“Greater loves lesser; core loves periphery.” 

- the Teacher, Eresar sin Nathemas

Fire of Exaltation

“For First-Born, his royal kin climbed the bright heavens,

and brought him the sparks of starry grandeur held there.

Loving, he lapped up the red waters of their muse,

and raised them upon a throne of shining thunder.

In turn they filled his vessel with timeless insight,

and wrote his name upon the book of Asioth.

Like the golden sun was above the misty weald,

a thousand lives were warmed by but a single source.

Asioth held the power beyond all power.

Each was raised above his brothers: exaltation.”

The relationship between the Great Titan and his sons and daughters follows the ancient adage of ‘give, and you shall receive.’ The Nephilim bring to First-Born their treasures, glory, and inspiration. In turn, they receive joy and meaning- renowned in the name of Azdromoth. The flame in the blood and souls of herald and dragon alike. Nothing can be achieved without sacrifice, and Asioth does not stray from this rule. It is the Nephilim who roam the corners of the world and experience that which those in the heavens cannot. It is their wisdom which fuels the omniscient presence of those like the Great Titan. It is as you once told me, Krendogron: that which belongs to the heavens must remain in the heavens, and that which belongs to the earth must remain on the earth until we inevitably meet our maker once again. The Fire of Exaltation- Asioth grants what nothing else can.

Vessel of Sublimity

“For First-Born, his loving kin plumb the darkest depths,

and give him the seeds of earthly beauty held there.

Being, they tear down the white branches of his cage,

and put upon him a crown of humming crystal.

In turn he lights their fires with lively knowledge,

and seats them all beneath the tree of Asioth.

Like the silver moon is within the tossing sea,

a thousand lights reflect from but a single source.

Asioth reveals the subtle and hides the known.

Each is found within his brothers: sublimity.”

    Vessel of Sublimity, twin to the Fire of Exaltation. The Nephilim bring the Great Titan the knowledge and beautiful creations of earth, and free him from his bonds beneath the earth. Just as in the story of the creation of the Nephilim, he is released from his imprisonment and restored to his rightful state of splendor. In exchange for their loyalty, he grants them the pursuit of Asioth. The right to chase divine freedom. Like how the moon reflects upon the waves and ripples of the infinite ocean, Asioth affects each of First-Borns children individually and in their own way and yet as one. Sublimity- beauty and freedom.

Parable of Horen

“Horen encountered the Great Titan on the road, and said to him ‘I have never said anything the truth of which I was not completely certain.’

The Titan said unto him ‘Be thankful I do not say the same.’”

    Where many believe that honesty and restraint from the telling of lies is what grants one divinity, this is not true for all. Speech is not guaranteed to be truthful, and the Great Titan exhibits this himself. The words of others cannot always be trusted, and the telling of mistruths does not prevent one from obtaining Asioth. Not everyone is worthy of full transparency. In my eyes, actions are the only way to prove complete honesty, no matter the individual. 

Parable of the Drakaar

“A Drakaar encountered the Great Titan in flight and said to him ‘I have read your book. I, too, have a glowing voice.’

The Titan said to him ‘That is nonsense. How can a voice glow?’”

    The Drakaar’s mention of a glowing voice refers to the Vessel of Knowledge and Fire of Splendor within Elesar’s The Aurelects. Within these aurelects, First-Born’s glowing voice is used when describing the conquering and naming of nations under his rule. I believe that the glowing voice has nothing to do with the Great Titan’s words, nor his ability to persuade entire nations as the Drakaar perceives. Instead, the glowing voice is Asioth itself. The divine freedom which all nations bend to and long for without ever learning its name. There is no such thing as a glowing voice, as Asioth belongs to all and to none. As a glowing voice can be described and wielded, it can not be pictured. That is Asioth. 

On Answers

“Eresar asked his student ‘Where is the white-gold seed planted?’ to which he responded ‘In the red-gold earth.’

The Teacher said ‘No. Go and re-read the Vessel of Growth’ to which the student said ‘But I have asked you the same question, and that is what you told me.’

Eresar asked him ‘What is your name?’

    In On Answers, Eresar asks a question of his student. However, instead of answering the question on his own, the student recites the answer that Eresar himself had given previously. When the student questions why his teacher saw this response as incorrect, he responds with a question of his own. By asking ‘what is your name,’ Eresar is explaining to his student that every individual has their own answers to the same questions. This is reflected in the pursuit of Asioth. Though pursuing the same goal- all individuals can obtain divine freedom in their own way. In short, Eresar uses the metaphor of answers to explain the individuality of the pursuit of Asioth.

The Pursuit

    Throughout my analysis of the writings of Eresar sin Nethemas, my path to Asioth may have become apparent. Silence is my own way of obtaining Asioth. Though pieces of the text may refute this, the main point remains clear. Divine freedom can be obtained through any method so long as the hunter puts in the effort to reach it- there are no exceptions. In my experience, there is no situation where words strike harder than actions. There are no words that can demonstrate one’s true self, nor their beliefs. No comments nor speeches are guaranteed to change anything in this world. The easiest way to teach is to demonstrate, not to write. The easiest way to harm is to injure, not to insult. The easiest way to heal is to tend, not to comfort. Speech is to be used minimally, in conversation with those I hold dear or to convey brief messages of importance. 

I decide the worth of others through observation. If I cannot see their merit through their actions and composure, then their words mean nothing to me. I would rather remain in a state of stoic silence and conduct myself as I need to. In combat, paying attention and obeying orders is the only position I need to take for my company to emerge victorious. Efficiency and professionalism above all else, naught but silence is needed in most moments. By holding my tongue, I notice what many do not. Divine freedom is found in my actions, not in my words. In Silence, I pursue Asioth.

Signed,

Josephine E. Ross