NightOfTheWind

Reminds me of the sylph sword from Berserk

dont even worry about it fizzy it was a sick idea i liked it a lot and i like what u wrote for the other ones just wouldnt work w/ how djinn is i like the post btw +1

forgive me sensei, ill have to use the forbidden technique u taught me on discord, just this once

when the tar's bleeding out on the floor but you genuinely need to get that photo for the ig reels

> spoopy_duck and squakhawk complaining post > OP is phersades

how the spurf admin tenure is genuinely gonna be moving

[ ! ] Those with the status of Druid would find missives sent to them through a network of animals bringing forth a message, either to the individual or the aviary of a wider group. Each missive relays the same message, as seen below. · · ──────── ·⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽ 𖣂 ☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅· ──────── · · The Grand Moot of the Druidic Order · · ─────────────── ·𖥸· ─────────────── · · Greetings Brothers and Sisters of the Order, As I am sure you have heard whispers of our fallen siblings and the grave tidings from the West, the time has come once again for us all to convene and discuss matters of great importance. The Wilds have been absent of our protection, outside of the matters we've been privy to, and therefore we must converge to trade information as well as bring forth matters that must be settled as soon as possible. There has been a great shift in our midst, and the time to reclaim our once-lost glory is upon us. In this, the Riptide Druid of the Sun Circle has been kind enough to offer us a space in the realm of men to meet. We will gather in less than a year's time, beneath the great Sun Tree of Aelwen. Each Circle has been invited. The Halflings of the Harvest Circle The Sun Circle's Residents The Keepers of the Glade of Hileia The Oathsworn of the Mother Circle The Druids within Norn Lands The Green Knights of Idunia And.. Any stray brother and sister wishing to seek guidance. Any non-Druid will be turned away. ─────────────────────────────────────── OOC TIME:

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘ ˚𝄢ᡣ𐭩 ⋅ One Summer's Day ⋅ 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋♬ ∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ by Joe Hisaishi · · ────────────────── ·⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅· ────────────────── · · Down deep in the depths of the Misty Hollow, where the faeries frolicked and the animals played, an unsettling grief was lying down in the dark; a mourning thing. Farther back, past the waterfalls and in the quarters of foxes, their burrow began to shake as a rumbling took place deep in the soil. The ground rose and split to reveal my form, rolling fog dancing beneath my crossed legs. Shifting my weight forward, I made my way past the scampering sprites and dancing moths, entering a small grotto. Where there should have been fauna recovering from unfair injuries, there was nothing. Not a peep, not a sound. Concerned at this empty space, I brought myself closer where a tall and mighty mushroom rose against the walls, a small wooden door locking away anguish from the outside world. My elderly hand reached up to wave over the lock, where it clicked. The knob turned itself and opened, allowing me to enter the dark home where not even a candlelight illuminated the space. As I removed myself from my cloud and drifted further in by foot, light from the ajar door shined on a small figure resting on their bed, their face in their pillow. Yet soon they began to stir awake. When they saw me, the boy's tail curled inward. He quietly turned his focus away from me and turned his back to me with a roll of his frame. "Not even a greeting for me, dear Pilgrim?" I asked. No answer, of course. ".. I see." I looked forward. "It's a shame, then." I began to speak bluntly. "She was a fine tutor, and cultural leader. Her absence is greatly affecting the forests as we speak." My words only sought to act as daggers into his back, causing the spirit to sink further into his sheets. "You have failed quite a lot lately. Your deal with Kroza, letting yourself be manipulated by draoi, and now a Mani has been unleashed upon the world. Moreover, there's a possibility you are to blame for it. You were there, after all. You cannot hide things from me." My voice caused him to tremble now, his tears starting to dampen his pillow. "Your powers are tied to your emotions. You could have defeated him then, when he came for you. Or even after the fact, whilst he was torturing you." "Something stopped you. You did not raise a hand upon him. You fai-" A resounding crack struck the walls and caused them split apart, like something was attempting to break out from them. I looked down towards the source, who was now sitting up and staring at me with his glowing crimson eyes; a demon's eyes. Finally, his grief had moved to anger. ".. We cannot change the past, Great Sage." I said, speaking calmly to him despite this. "Nor can we make up for it, most of the time. But are you going to sit here and sulk forever? There is much to be done." A call to action was clearly not what he needed, as his gaze weakened and he quickly lost sight of his malice as soon as he had it, falling limp onto the bed once again. Seeing this, I let out a hollow sigh and reached into my vest, where I removed a letter. The sound of tearing open the sealed parchment made him open an eye, quietly lifting his head in curiosity. "Do not think your existence is a flawed, dear Pilgrim. She did not think your life was a sin--her leaving us does not make that any less true." My words, and the sight of the letter unfolding caused his body to jolt awake. He was looking at it with desperation now, as if it was a way to seek-.. "An answer?" I interrupted my thoughts, gazing down at him. "This." I lightly smacked him on the head with the paper. "It is material. Just a paper. It cannot guide you. Only you can do that for yourself, and others." Nevertheless, it was clear by his dulling expression that he needed to hear her last words to him regardless; he needed to be told what to do. So I began to read. ‿̩͙‿ ༺ 𝄞⨾𐭩༘⋆ ⋅ The Coming of Spring ⋅ 𐙚｡♬⨾⋆.˚ ༻ ‿̩͙‿ by Joe Hisaishi · · ────────────────── ·⋅•⋅⊰∙✩₊˚.⋆☾ 𓃦 ☽⋆⁺₊✧∙⊱⋅•⋅· ────────────────── · · "You are a good Druid, Chaosheng, despite your lack of gifts. You may even be a better druid than most other attuned." The door to his home swung open, the light from within tearing away at the darkness within the cave. There a troupe of animals awaiting him, hopping, gliding, or running alongside him as he sped down the grotto and leapt past the waterfall and landed onto the bridge, making a great splash. "I know that they can be mean to you sometimes, and ungrateful of all you do for us. But I see what you do, and I am thankful for it." I watched from the great tree that towered over the Hollow above as the boy began to climb up a nearby tree. There, on a branch, two squirrels were arguing over the same walnut. With his tail, our Great Sage knocked the seed out of their hands and caught it with his own, splitting it in half and offering a piece to each one. Laughing at the sight of them quickly feasting, he began to climb up the tree and hooked his arm around the thinning trunk, gazing off into the distance. Choosing a random direction by way of the wind, he leapt away and took the form of a falcon, where I watched him soar off into the distance. "I hope you stay with the druids still, for I know they will need you in the days to come. Thank you for everything, Chaosheng." When he reached the fields, I watched him shift back into his former self, running downhill so fast that he kicked up a stream of dust behind him. What was he thinking there as he outran the animals that followed after him, now that grief had left him? "I will never forget you."

If your character played Smash Bros who would they main?

you're confused abt it even tho she dropped one of the hardest lines in tv history?

based off of who was narratively interesting to me

In a realm where the clouds were heavy enough to carry a soul, and books stacked high enough to tower over most people, there was a narrator finishing the last excerpt from his story. A retelling of a past event. This is what he wrote: · · ───────────༺ ｡° . ༻𓆩𓆪༺ . ° ｡༻─────────── · · The realm of reflections was a haunting place indeed. A place in which you were forced to face yourself, where the only enemy was what you allowed there to be. In the deepest corners did he travel with his companions, the one who bore the name Decay. An ironic name, that he would preserve life wielding a name that most would think to be the antithesis of that. We ask you a question, dear reader, is decay a state of life, or is decay the result, or perhaps the beginning? When the man awoke in the field, the boy he sought to save was nowhere to be found. He and his companions took a moment to recover, only to find a bloody scene nearby; the aftermath of the battle. There was a lone figure standing amidst the blood-stained flowers, the wind drying the ichor staining his circlet. Those red eyes pointed towards him, along with a smile. Slow steps were taken towards the dark elf, the pair greeting each other once again, as if they were a father and son reuniting. "Thank you for saving me, Master." It was something, someone, who he'd never forget. ─────────────────────────────────────── Our story shifted away from the narrator, down to the clouds we went to view that same spirit laying down in the grass, tired from a long day of taking care of the many animals that sought rehabilitation from injuries or malnourishment. His eyes traced the skies, the smile on his face fading as he watched a hawk move overhead. The bird reminded him of his own flights in the sky, ones he took with one he'd never see again. The boy rolled onto his side, the blades of grass obscuring his vision. There was only a single thought on his mind, now. "I wonder if he'll come by soon?"

You're doing great as admin. Always interesting to see the application data.

Made this post in regards to memorable players. Not a ranking, just ten people off the top of my head I want to give a shout out to. @Zacho- Helped me get my start on LOTC, a great friend and genuinely had my hardest laughs with them. @Toffee- An incredible writer, artist, and visionary. Everything they provide to the server sets a new standard for narratives. @winterblood- Same as Toffee, I've always enjoyed roleplaying with them and it's so interesting seeing what they do on each character they play. Genuinely jealous of how they're able to seamlessly fit themselves into any community and become a staple. @kujo_- Wish they played on the server more, as their writing style is also something that you don't see amongst most LOTCers. An extremely unique and funny individual. Knows exactly when is the time to approach roleplay seriously and when to just have plain fun even if it's a bit meme-y, something I believe is extremely hard to pinpoint. @Xalid- Doesn't log onto the server anymore to my knowledge, but they were one of the only good mods at a time where good moderation was lacking from the server. They worked hard to make sure that each player was aided and gave you a minecraft cake for your troubles after they answered your modreq. @squakhawk- Someone I've known since my starting days on the server. Has an incredible passion for the server unmatched by most. Always a joy seeing them pop into VC. @RaiderBlue- Also someone I've known from the old days. Helps me make sure I don't go too far with any certain idea, extremely fun to talk to and hang out with. Follows lore by the book and on top of that always brings up nuanced ways to craft narratives not only for themselves, their friends, but also people who interact with them. @milksoda- One of my best friends on the server and someone who has always had my back. Every time I'm having difficulties on how to approach a certain narrative they've always lent an ear which is something I'll forever appreciate. Always willing to help out newer players and give them incredible RP opportunities. @SethWolf- My friend I've known for over a decade at this point lol. In his words always makes sure that when someone interacts with his characters, they strive to make them different when they leave. A great approach to roleplay and a fantastic roleplayer. @Greehn- Doesn't play LOTC that much anymore either but probably one of the most charismatic and approachable people that have roleplayed here. Always a joy to be around, and incredibly funny.

hi future