far1ca

MC Name:

         far1ca

Character's Name:

         Morgause hal'Hrunzdur

Character's Age:

         26

Character's Race:

         Human

What magic(s) will you be learning?

         Transfiguration

Teacher's MC Name:

         Lhindir_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Anordal Elverhilin

Do you have a magic(s) you are dropping due to this app? If so, link it:

         N/A

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

         Yes

Are you aware that if this magic is shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

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

MC Name:

         far1ca

Character's Name:

         Morgause hal'Hrunzdur

Character's Age:

         22

What feat(s) will you be learning?

         Alchemy

Teacher's MC Name:

         Parodies_

Teacher's RP Name:

         Adrian

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 shelved, it will be unavailable to use?

         Yes

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: far1ca
Name: Jasna Vilchyc
Crew Name [Max is 3, Crew Not Required]: Yurr Matka
Crew Members [If No Crew, Leave Blank]

Jasna Vilchyc enrolls into the Aetius Observation readers club, smile brimming with pride at the high praise!
"Dobre scholar he be indeed! Best to keep up with his otherr worrks..."
 

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 sits in the corner of the tavern, knocked out from a night of drinking vodka. A piece of wolf fur was draped atop her, even though her bulky armor did enough to keep her warm.

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

Full Name: Jasna Vilchyc
Horse Name: Vlad
Allegiance: Clandom of Vistulia

Jasna reads the treaty with a thankful smile "Hvala Radaghast, may we continue to live in peace."

Invitation to the Vistulian Ritual of Leadership 

Men and women of Vistulia pass by settlements, handing out leaflets to those invited

During the Vistulian Narada of the 86th Year of the Reborn Age, Piast Casimir Vilchyc was reelected into the leading position. With it, comes the Ritual of Leadership, a sacred Ritual to oath a new Piast into his servitude, for a true leader is there for his people, so his people may be there for him when needed. Piast found it right to invite his close friends and allies to the ritual, so they may witness his oaths, instead of having the ritual performed in solitude.

A traditional Ritual of Leadership entails, first and foremost, the ritual itself which is an integral part of Vistulian culture, and as such is of utmost importance to the Vistulian people. Once the ritual is finished, a full day of festivities is planned! Complimentary drinks and food will be offered to all in attendance. If you’re looking for entertainment, try your hand at many Vistulian games, such as Koshei’s Luck, Piast on the Hill, or perhaps even at besting a true Vistulian in a drinking competition.  

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To celebrate this momentous occasion, we extend an invite to our allies

 King Odin Freysson and the Kingdom of Norland, along with Dunrath (@ichigomaster98),

Rex Ar-Borok Akaal and The Horde (@DrunkPapaBear),

Viceroy Cesar Monet-de Pelear and the Viceroyalty of Hyspia (@Javert),

Queen Leika de Astrea and the Kingdom of Elysium (@Tigergiri),

Pharaohate of Chaldees (@Melpomenne),

Margrave Maciej Jazloviecki and the March of Grodno (@Olox_),

Pyotr Ludovar along with his family (@Aidan_CoG),

Chief Garedyn the Mossy along with his kin (@VerminHunter)

[July 30th at Vistulia, 4PM EST]

"Hvala Vistulia! Hvala Piast!" Jasna cheers, raising her bottle of vodka in solidarity with the others.
Absentmindedly, she mumbles happily to herself "Nie morre Llewelyn prroblems."
 

Every minute or so, laughter would be heard from the Vistulian tavern. Jasna, seated on one of the stools with a bottle of vodka in hand, would be seen re-reading the missive and promptly starting her laughing fit yet again.

Jasna idly sips on her vodka in contentment, awaiting the arrival of the oath breaker.
"Moi could niet everr swearr iedin oath to such muz."

"Hvala Vistulia! Hvala Vilchyc!" Jasna would cheer, raising her vodka in a toast. Her grin wide, she'd look around Daeland with a sigh of contentment. Calling for one of their musin friends, who climbed up her extended arm, she'd hastily scribble down something on a piece of parchment. Handing it to the musin, along with a muffin in thanks, her smile would only seem to widen. 

Rising from her seat, she'd clear her throat and turn to face the small crowd gathered.
"New adventurres await us frriends! And moi swearrs-" She'd place a hand over her heart, to gesture her sincerity "that each and everry iedin of yu will be prrotected, as citizens of Daeland and as moi frriends, 'til moi dying brreath. That the Daelish legacy will live on, that we will offerr sanctuarry and warrmth to all those in need of it, and crreate iedin community worrthy of joining Lumina in Navia."
Raising her fist, she'd cheer again "Hvala Daeland! Hvala Vistulia!"
 

A Radaghastian woman tends to her injuries, seated in the town square of Daeland. Her eyes drift around the settlement, landing on a memorial for one of their fallen friends. Muttering a prayer under her breath, she realized that she herself had strayed from their true values and faith. Swearing to her Gods that she'd never do so again, her expression hardens with a newfound determination.

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

Jasna looks at the now empty island, her pickaxe at her side. Wiping sweat off her brow with a sigh of relief, the woman admired the empty space with an excited expression. "To new beginnings.." She'd mutter, uncorking a bottle of vodka made by her good friend Dalebor (@Darthpiesel).

Jasna looks at the bustling workshop pridefully, happy to see it coming together so nicely! Noting the prices, she'd hum in interest. "Should get moi iedin of those javelins.." The woman mutters to herself.