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  1. Tsecsar Couples Counseling “The Lies In Paradise’s” By a unknown Savoyardic painter (1800) It is known throughout history, couples, most of the time have a certain event which pushes the two partners who once loved each other to despise one another and even attempt to harm the other to get revenge. Which then typically leaves an emotional scar on the children of the couple or gives anguish to both sides of the conflicting spouses (or partners), which in the end is only causes more injury for both parties and others, such as the children of the partners, relatives, and etc. A while back, I remembered when I was about, thirty, I spoke with a fellow traveler while I lived a nomadic life style. We talked and talked, about how one should live their lives and how one should take care of themselves mentally and physically. Then I realized. Perhaps they need someone to help them go through these proles, a counselor, someone who could help couples go step by step and untangle misunderstandings or wrong doings. Because shouldn't all people at least try or attempt to solve squabbles? End the suffering these partners burden with each other? Today I, Saevil Tscsar, announce the opening of the Tscsar Counseling Services hosted in Peter's Way One, the services sponsored by the Halcourt Family. My services will be disclosed and will not be released to any gossip columns for moral reasons or will it not be disclosed to anyone who asks, again, because of morality. My services also extends beyond counseling, my services will also include normal counseling and familial counseling. I will not accept couples if one side is unwilling to participate in the session. If one of the partners is abusive I will have to report such to your receptive governments. Anyone who confesses a murder or any crime I will have to report to your receptive governments. Additionally, if unwilling to come to Providence for international reasons such as religious schisms or if the country you come from is at war with Oren, I am more then willing to come to your own desired location. To all who find this in good health, Saevil Tsecsar [!] Below would be a sheet for people to fill out times for appointments and their reason.
  2. Charlotte 😎 of the House 🏠 Novellen 🐉, the First 1️⃣ of Her Name 💁‍♀️, The Unburnt 😹🔥, Queen 👑 of Lorraine🏇, Pruvia ⚔️ and the First Men🏺, Queen 👑 of  Kaedrin 🎭, Duchess of of Adria 🔱 Sea 🌊, Fidei Protector ✝️ , Empress 👸 of the Holy Orenian Empire  🤪, Breaker ✂️of Chains 🔗 and Mother🤰of Dragons 🐲.

    1. UnusualBrit




    2. latte


      bye because wthat is this

    3. MunaZaldrizoti
  3. A paled eyed woman would look up to her friend after entering the seven skies, tears flowing down her eyes. Running up to the Tuyvic to give her a warm embrace.
  4. The Last Prance Perhaps it was at a young age, Roberta knew her life would not be filled with great stories or a happy ending. Perhaps it was now the pale eyed woman knew she wouldn’t be able to be as great as her forefathers who bared the same cold gaze. But alas, her life like any other, pitiful or heroic, ended. It was a simple morning for the average woman. Walking, talking. Perhaps hunting from time to time. But again, it was morning, the weather cool as always within San Luciano. The sounds of children, mothers, and the elderly roaming the busy streets. Today, the demoness of southbridge thought, would be a nice day for hunting. So, the Madame would prepare her horse, her gear, and etcetera for her planned hunting trip in the forests of Southbridge. Where she so famously got her moniker as a young maiden. While she galloped her horse across the Dwarven country side, she would be stopped by some bandits attempting to steal from a less fortunate family. Of course, with the woman’s so called bravery, or some would call stupidity, would approach the group of thugs. Attempting to save the mother with her young child. In doing so, the woman made a fatal mistake. Yes, the woman indeed succeed in helping the young pair escape. She was defenseless. Alone. So as any warrior, idiotic or not. She fought to her last tooth and nail. Blood dripped from her arms from cuts from the petty thieves. Alas, the hunter lost to the pray she so foolishly thought she could defeat, kneeling to the bandits in defeat. Thoughts flowed through her mind as the men surrounded her preparing to end her life. The thoughts of her timing under Johanna I and her dearest friends Katherina and Ulrich to her older life with her friend, Nikita, who she unknowingly would be joining soon. The thoughts of the good times and the bad times flowed threw her head, while a blade was held near her neck. The woman would then look up to the sky, and close her eyes, listening to the air blow threw her hair. Slice Alas, the foolish stag took her last prance and she was, Dead
  5. The Denouncement Of The Aggression Between Asterland And Greenland 12th of the Sun’s Smile, 1853 “The Brothers” by Helen of Susa (1772) To the Countess of Greenland and the Prince of Asterland I hope this public notice finds the both of you in good health. I am quite concerned and frightened by the conflict between the two child nations within Oren. I hope both rulers will be able to peacefully with grace, negotiate terms for peace. Where both sides will admit their faults and then forgive and forget. As in the end, we are all Orenian and try to seek to find comradeship with our fellow Orenians united under our divine monarchs, their Imperial Majesties, Philip III and Anastasya of Kostiz. So I plead for Katerina de Sarkozy and Nikolai Othaman to stop this fighting at once and come to negotiate terms for peace. Where mentioned once more, both rulers will put aside their pen and ink or, their blades to seek peace. The negotiations, if accepted by both sides! The negations will be mediated by yours truly, Héloïse Thérèsa Halcourt de Artois. Alone will we negotiate in a room within my family's house within the capital, where the forces of Greenland and Asterland will await for the negotiation results outside of the manner. GOD WITH US, Héloïse Thérèsa Halcourt de Artois
  6. A young Halcourt would shake her head in disappointment, while she retrieved her a pen and paper before she wrote her article surrounding the recent attacks.
  7. Rest In Peace, Betty White

  8. Please @Narthok just end Norland's suffering while their activity dwindles. 

  9. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Héloïse Thérèse Halcourt de Artois 11th of Tobias’s Bounty, 1852 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Today I was suggested by my cousin to write a diary! Maybe to pass time! I don't know! He was really vague, but! Suggested it! Anyways! Today was confusing! Well first it started fine after reading this really nice poem! Forgot the name though, think it was about fallen soldiers! Anyways! Then my friends and I, John and Darya! Threw snowballs at the Emperor and Empress-consort. They didn’t like it I bet! But then my friends and I were captured! After that, we would all apologizes then sit into the imperial dining room? I guess? For some reason, this weird imperial princess never seen a sword before- I asked if she had seen a sword before? She had then asked if I asked me to speak? After this I asked why does she need to ask me? I was so confused! After this! The empress said my etiquette was bad and I was mean and bad! I was so confused what I did wrong! After this I just sat in complete silence while the emperor with some important people talked about stuff! Anyways that was all! Today was a bit boring! Besides yeah, all those bullies! I don’t understand! Anyways! Yep! Done! Wait! I also forgot to write how other girls were just giving me death stares! It made me more confused! And why do I need an etiquette tutor? I am perfectly fine! Papa writes to me how I am a good girl and don't need to be all fancy! Then house reputation? What does that mean! I am just so confused about everything. Everything in Oren is so different then what happened at home with my papa! God! I pray that I will understand this all! Now! Yep! Done! Now! Bye bye! Hopefully it gets better from this bad day! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [!] At the bottom of the page, they would be a drawling made by the Halcourt child depicting a confused cat! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
  10. all i want for christmas is conflict rp- shoot- its not christmas. maybe next year. 

  11. Where are the hidden gems of lotc? Like the places which are small but typically generate the best rp.

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    2. NotEvilAtAll


      I play a halfling we’re cool sometimes. Uh, besides that I guess nu loc kinda haven’t done much there but I’ve heard they’re cool

    3. L0rdLawyer
    4. Laeonathan


      I think there are many. It's crazy stuff that happens in any place...

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    2. Pureimp10


      3/10, cropping could be better, you messed up the meme format, too much repetition

  13. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Nowhere ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Tick . . . Tock . . . Tick . . . Tock . . . Tick . . . The clock continued to sing, it's continuous tune. Tick . . . Tock . . . Tick . . . Tock . . . Tick . . - CRASH! A crimson vase of clay, in shatters- the roses, scattered- portraits and paintings, torn- drapes, torn. A home in ruins. Only a woman stood, her dress, in tatters- her pale eyes. empty- gone. While her brunette hair was messy, filled with dirt and dust. The smell of beer and alcohol was prominent. “Nowhere . . ” “Nowhere . . .” “Nowhere . . .-” “ . . . Nobody . . .” The mad- The broken, Chalons. Walked out from her cage of crimson clay and stood underneath the stars. Her pale and empty eyes looking towards the celestial bodies. Drip . . . Drip . . . Drip . . . Tears fell . . . dropping onto the hard soil. “No- madness will not take me. Nor I will I accept it’s tempting tune." She began to chant to herself while the tears came down from her redden eyes. Drip . . . Drip . . . Drip . . . Tears still fell . . . crashing onto the still hard and cold soil. “Madness will not take me!” She roared while she clenched her fists. Drip . . . Drip . . . Drip . . - The tears stopped-. She had a realization. “Burn brighter, I must. Work harder, I must- no.” They stuttered while she kept her empty gaze upon the stars and the bright night, talking to herself. “No more tears. No more madness. No more-” “I will rise. I will fly.” “I will be.” A smile grew while she looked towards her future. “Happier then ever.” ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
  14. "Hell no." The last known Heiress of House Seregon would exclaim while she relaxed on the beaches of Ulyssa, having a nice glass of Carrion Black near her while she tanned under the gleaming sun as a cold breeze would pass near. Later, the 'aheral would crumple up the article and throw the piece of paper into the glittering sapphire seas, then going back to relaxing.
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