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Morgause, having recognized Cunimund's name, hums in interest as she furrows her brows in thought. After a moment, she begins to jot down her application form. Application Form Name: Morgause hal'Hrunzdur Race: Human Highlander Age: Early 20's Place of Residence: Kingdom of Balian What intellectual sciences/arts do you have an interest in?: The Observed

OOC INFO: MC Name: far1ca Discord: farica#5814 RP INFO: Character’s name: Awar Larr Character’s race Human Any particular skills: Experienced with laborious work Affiliations and Allegiances: N/A

Elena thought of their time spent in Arichsdorf fondly, remembering how strange she found Kendrick at first. "After Atticus left, it just wasn't the same.." she'd quietly comment to herself.

mi lub spooky lore

i love plants

i think this would make bandit rp on the roads, etc... basically obsolete. i think our current system of using horses to travel is efficient enough, and ive never had a problem with it. personally, ive never had a horse ride take longer than 5-10 minutes at most. as for new players and horses - i believe one should perhaps be given for a temporary time? like while you have the pink name tag, you also have a horse available at all times so you can easily get from point A to B just by following road signs on your horse

What's your earliest IRP memory on LOTC? and... what's your favorite nation/settlement you've visited or been a part of? (obviously Vistulia)

[OOC] IGN: far1caName: Jasna VilchycCrew Name [Max is 3, Crew Not Required]: Yurr MatkaCrew Members [If No Crew, Leave Blank]

we'd be glad to have you in Vistulia! msg me on discord if you're interested or have any questions about LOTC (farica#5814)

Jasna readies herself for copious amounts of fried fish. "HVALA FISH! HVALA BALL-THUNDER!"

Jasna reads the missive with a somber expression, chanting out loud. "Hvala Oblazeki, Hvala Wob! Bratski si nie traci.."

Jasna sulks away in her room, hoping that they bring good alcohol with them.

Seated on one of the stools surrounding the Daelish forge, Jasna would tap her fingers idly on the table next to her. She'd look worriedly to the bridge, wondering when Gaisorix was going to return with more tales to tell from their trip to Kivdrona. Little did she know..

Jasna squints at the part about Piast's execution with a bewildered look.

Jasna grins at this, though not entirely surprised by this recent development.