Lapidary

They shot Corcs again guys, still no buff. RIP

FINALLY GEYSERS. I'VE BEEN ASKING FOR 6 YEARS!

Kimura can't believe his bestie is DEAD. He despairs for several saints years in definitive real time. A hundred insects are sacrificed in her memory.

A lone Hyspian, Isidoro cackles some as a servant shows him the comic's first edition. What great art!

This being the second time Midas had written about this subject, Orion released a sigh as he set down at his desk. A quill was produced, swiftly to scrawl a letter of reply. Hopefully, his tone would not come off too snarky.

I cannot tell you how much I hate forum-based everything. It can be nice when you want to publish something that is meant to be an entire document, sure. But when I have poured hours of my time into the server, a community, existing somewhere for a consistent amount of time as one character, only to be consistently outdone by groups that post on the forums? I hate the idea of forum recruitment, unless you are writing a piece meant to be a 'poster' you are pinning up on signs in game. I rarely ever checked the forums until the past few years, and found it to be one of the only ways to access consistent rp. I want to play minecraft, and not have to read google document essays in order to have a say in any sort of story. I hate writing replies to posts with characters talking to themselves to "seem active", like I have been advised to do by other players. Sometimes it feels like conflicts of any sort turn to intense OOC drama, because of the consistent information-sharing entirely out of character or on the forums. If there is a good way to shift the culture back PLEASE I hope it works. I'm not an expert on jack. Please don't try to debate me these are just my feelings. :,)

Bro if you'd asked I'd have finished the conduit lore w/ you hello??

Hello! I do really enjoy this amendment. Thank you for clarifying these things. Testing should be a serious action not just a small "let's poke everyone in the square" sort of thing. I find it very anxiety inducing just rping in any city knowing a "random darkspawn test" could happen at any given second, and adding this redline makes the testing requirements more serious. Love this clarification + update! I've noticed a lot of the comments keep calling Corc a CA which is funny. It's an FA, meant to come w/ deception rp. :,)

+1 I want this pls gimme gimme. Let me be a MONSTER.

I WHOLLY support trans potion. Now make /persona gender normally accessible!!

Oh I would SO full kit BM if given the chance. Yes please. +1

TigerWiger would be silly n cute

It always comes when least expected. Over the years, the passing of so many had left him nearly numb, and yet- This time, it was different. It was family. Florian could feel the ache that wormed its way deep into his chest. He had waited decades for his return, spoken to him only for a day, and in such little time like a flourish he was gone. Vukosav, the very reason for his stand, the guiding hand that led him to all he now held dear. But he would not cry. It is with honor that his father had passed, it was with pride he held his head, and too would he seek to further that legacy. The bloodline of Radomavic would not cease here, rather it rolled pure throughout his veins. A fist was clenched, then pressed firmly to his chest. "Memento mori." That which separates us from the binds of the silit, and the sufferings of man. Inevitable, yet postponed to live a life of greatness. None had lived greater in his eyes, than Vukosav. This ending was a good one, despite its grief, that he knew. ". .Goodbye."

As the sky was enraptured in light once more, a pallid figure crept back within the shadowed crevices of his home, to escape that terrible sun. So much had changed so quickly, for vampiric prince, and now that terrible light had returned- different as it was. "They can have their changes, jea will too." He muttered, scowling at that once lightless sky. As though he was never there, Florian vanished again beneath the shadows that welcomed him so swiftly. Dragons, Heroes, what a strange world to live in.

A lone veilwatcher jolted awake very suddenly from where he had fallen, on the stone steps of Hokhmat. A moment was taken to clutch at his head, as Orion caught his breath. Not again, not already.