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"Men are Wallets!" The girl repeated with a soft chuckle as she clinked her glass of apple juice with her mother's gin. "I guess I will need to be searching for a 'wallet' soon." @DahStalker

Name: Natalie Fay Age: 12 Username: Kholibrii

Gold & Purple - 130

“A complete idiot.” Naeri Vuln’miruel grumbled to herself as she read over the missive which was posted on the Bulletin Board within Elvenesse. As the ‘ame shook her head she’d reach up to quickly tear the missive from the board and shove it in her pocket. “Anyone who calls themselves a follower of The Wild Faith or a Druii should NEVER join a Military that's main focus is the protection of a nation and not the Balance. The protection of the Balance should come before all else. When YOU must make the decision between the protection of a nation and the protection of the Balance I hope you make the right choice.” She commented in utter disappointment, almost embarrassed by the idiocy of a fellow ‘ame.

Somewhere deep in the woods of Almaris Karnath would be on the hunt for inspiration for his Grand Task, attempting to be at one with nature and find what he can do to best protect the balance. As he wandered through the lush forest he’d whistle along to the beautiful melody produced by the singing birds that filled the canopy. After wandering for hours on end the ‘ame would reach a large lake, taking in a deep breath as he looked out upon the untouched beauty before him. After finding a comfortable boulder to sit on, Karnath would remove a small notebook from his satchel, beginning to write down possible ideas for his Grand Task. “I hope I am able to impress her.” He’d whisper to himself, completely oblivious to the passing of his Guide.

The way of the future is deciding warclaims with chess

I have not

Karnath read over the missive as he drank tea on the Balcony of his house, letting out a soft chuckle as he reaches the end of the paper. "I can't believe I'm a Savage. Am I classy, bougie and rachet as well?"

Karnath quickly read over the missive as he sipped his tea by a small fire in the Mother Grove. "Always something stupid happening in Elvenesse, especially when the Tahorran are involved." The 'ame said with a shake of his head, tossing the paper into the fire before returning to his tea.

Idk what you're on about, in this house we decide who wins a war by playing a game of chess.

Love the lore huge +1, but I think a more exact explanation of the ability and limitations of the plant which grows on their back would be useful.

+1 Looks really interesting, though I'm not a Paladin, so I don't know how "good" the rewrite is. Also I just love the darker palettes in some of the Art, really gives more depth to the armor and clothing of Paladins past the common "Warrior in White" idea in most fantasy settings.

This feels like profiling😢

Karnath let out a loud sigh as he ripped one of the notices off a board in Elvenesse, reading it as he walked. "It is truly a shame that a man like this is leading a group of Druii, he isn't even fit to teach a fish how to swim!" The 'ame jested to himself as he continued his stroll, reading along through the rest of the notice. "The young Mali who seek to learn of Druidism and the Aspects come to this man, That’s the source of the problem, not these so called weak-minded Mali! Your wretched ideas spread across the nation like an infection! If we were to follow you we’d end up no better than the descendants you hate.” As the ‘ame finished his walk and began to ascend the flight of stairs to his house he shook his head, the contents of the notice still frustrating him. “Your fellow Raithean show that they have the wisdom to lead their fellow Druii and Mali, it’s a shame that it hasn’t rubbed off on you.” The ‘ame entered his house, making his way to a shelf covered with instruments, plucking a flute from a shelf and stepping out onto the balcony. “Perhaps once the source of our infection has been removed we will have peace again.” He’d say as he lifted the flute to his lip, the surrounding area becoming flooded by a beautiful melody.