Milenkhov

Laird Húrin smiles after conducting business. "Heck yeah!"

ave barclay, they have been on the server for as long as i have memory and have always been an exceptionally talented group of motivated people, i wish them the best and hope they get this approved BROS ‼️

@GMRO

(1) APPLICATION FOR INTERVIEW FULL NAME: Húrin Nullivari-Ibarellan AGE: 100+ PRIOR EXPERIENCE: Dungeon-delving, trove-seeking, slaying darkspawn and dragonkin, tracking general lesser beasts/evil. METHOD OF CONTACT: @milenkhov/Milenkhov ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (2) APPLICATION FOR INTERVIEW FULL NAME: Rodrik of Novengard AGE: Unknown PRIOR EXPERIENCE: Former Grandmaster Hexer in the defunct Principality of Savoy, tracking. METHOD OF CONTACT: @milenkhov/Milenkhov

Húrin finds this rendition of the battle most spectacular, instead of throwing that paper unto a ball is it that he framed it, slowly calling over a retainer so he may place it upon his chambers in an elegant way. "Wonderful."

Therein the midst of chaos, a singular blade caught the attentive gaze of the legendary swordsman Húrin: A weapon of legend, wielded with fury in the hands of the Barbanov monarch, Svjetlast. Battered, bruised and contused is that the silver-haired elf sallied forth, felling foe after foe, toppling both armored cataphract and slashing through chained infantry. Whilst he had met this King before, knowing him as a boy it was now evident that the child was no more - a man - and this time, the exchanges were not so pleasant as conversation, but rather the clash of steel. Whether his intentions were to scare, disarm, maim or fell the Koeng of Haense, the outcome was no different. Within the muddied fray of battle, dominated by both armies is that the princeling found his mark, and akin to a duel, the pair were matched against one another, this private affair lasted mere moments, for as Húrin reached the upperhand and began unleashing a flurry of strikes upon the armored Aleksandr is that he was shoulder-bashed and effectively pushed away by a quick-witted host of combined haeseni-infantrymen. Still as stone observed then Húrin after disengaging from that group that saved their ruler, his gaze piercing the battlefield as he saw that Barbov catch his breath and rejoin the fray moments later. The day was lost, and whilst his retreat was calm and collected, he knew this would not be the last he would meet the current wielder of the blade of renown: Svjetlast. "A pity." A majestic mare awaited for the retreat of the Ibarellan, and once mounted he gave a last thought out loud regarding the siege and that King. "Woe to those who raise not their own arm to spearhead the cause. A proper King." And he was gone. The figure of Húrin dispeled upon the horizon as he rode off into the distance.

A highly skilled elven swordsman responded to the favorable news with a subtle smile. He seemed quite pleased to learn of the birth of Sibyl's child. Recalling a conversation with her husband, Ezren, he eagerly awaited the promised letter, along with the generous gratitude that was to be bestowed upon Húrin. "Wonderful."

Húrin offers a fist bump to Vyllaenen after not only surviving but running through the entirety of the enemy's rally. He finds this to be an agreeable and suitable anticipation of a birthday gift for his mentor and llir. "We are so back."

How it started: How its going: In a more serious note. I've got to know you through very bad circumstances and eventually better. You are an exceptional human being and those who don't have had the privilege to getting to know you in a more personal level. During your whole time as an admin I have looked up to you and learned to understand you even better. Whilst our friendship has had its up and downs I still appreciate you and believe you to be a really good person overall. You have been a top tier admin, and I have told you many times, whether it be biased or not that I still believe to this day that you have been the best moderation admin I have interacted with in my four years of Lord of the Craft. My only questions to you are: Do you have any regrets? Do you enjoy your job and time with your loved ones out of the server currently? Have a blessed time out of the server once the time comes and don't hesitate to come back and spent nights in vc with us recalling memories. Don't remain a stranger, and even if we butt heads every now and then, know that you've a special place in my mind as a friend. Simply.

"And so they left the league of legends. I wonder what game we will all be playing now." said Húrin, as he bobbed his head.

John Reyne smiles proudly, pursing his lips before speaking. "I drive."

goes hard

Octavian smiles the sun's smile, ready to join his family in the upcoming event.

Upon receiving the forwarded invitation by courier is that Húrin embarks to make way and aid with all the preparations to ensure the ceremony is most auspicious and safeguarded. The elven-lord would recall memories with both Veynora and presently Tymen, an ever-present figure who had remained stalwart within the shadows. “It is time mal’onn. Let all come and bask upon thy gracefulness.”

my brother @Urgeso clean he never miss

Húrin offers a dip of his head towards Veynora, words granted in suit after her public statement. "Congratulations on your coronation. Your sense of duty and dedication to your people shines through every line, and I have no doubt that you will lead with wisdom and grace. The reforms you propose are truly inspiring, and I have full faith in your ability to bring about positive change. Thoughts of your ascension fill me with hope for the future. I can already see the bright path that lies ahead for the principality. The council's dissolution may come as a surprise to some, but I know you have made this decision with careful consideration, aiming to create a more dynamic and responsive governing body. Your commitment to nurturing potential, education, culture, and tradition is commendable, and I have no doubt that under your guidance, Talar'nor will flourish like never before." A glass of wine was raised, and the elven-lord spoke further. "May your reign be blessed with prosperity and may your people find strength and unity under your leadership. I shall raise a toast to your success and the bright future of the talarians." After words were said, a subtle sip of his glass granted conclusion to the exchange. "Ay’Talarnor indeed."

Dear Tabby64, Thank you for expressing your concerns about the recent recruitment drive and the decision to downsize the team a few months ago. I understand that you may find it puzzling to see us recruiting again after stating our intention to have only 10 members during the downsizing phase. Allow me to shed some light on the reasons behind the team resizing. When we made the difficult decision to downsize, it was driven by the need to maintain the highest standards of moderation and uphold the team's integrity. Our goal was to ensure that the team consisted of dedicated and proficient moderators who could effectively handle the community's needs. During that process, we took into account various factors, including individual performance, adherence to guidelines, and the overall impact on the community. It was essential to address any issues that might have been affecting the community experience negatively and ensure that our moderation team was well-equipped to handle all situations. While I cannot divulge specific details regarding individual cases, I can assure you that any decision regarding removal was taken after careful consideration and based on the feedback we received from multiple community members. Our aim has always been to create a positive and inclusive environment for everyone. Regarding the current recruitment drive, our community's growth and evolving needs necessitate periodic adjustments to the team's size and composition. As the community expands, we want to ensure that we have a diverse and skilled team to meet the ever-changing requirements and challenges. I want to emphasize that the downsizing was never meant to be a reflection of any individual's worth or contributions. It was a strategic move to strengthen the team and improve the overall moderation quality. If you have any further questions or concerns, I encourage you to reach out to us directly. We value your time as a former moderator and appreciate your passion for the community. Thank you for your understanding. Best regards, Milenkhov itdontmatta's Spokeperson

Húrin smiled, for good tidings were engulfing the realms of Talar'nor. He bobbed his head at the behest of Veynora's statement, concluding. "That you were."