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  1. [!] Along many road signs, there would be flyers posted, and the text of each flyer would be the same. “There is a tremendous problem at our hands, and I plan to get the ball rolling to stop this. The high elves are too greedy, too incest, and they are like flies bugging all of the good races. I am a wood elf, I know, it brings to mind bad things, but I am not a druid, nor do I wear bikini's or otherwise do the stereotypical wood elf things. I am like the rest of you, and wish to put a stop to this high elf rise nonsense. Just to get the ball rolling, if you write a message to me on one of these flyers, I will be sure to notify you of where I will pay you for helping with my cause. If you wish for payment, bring me the head of one of those cursed high elves, and I will give you 100 mina. This offer is merely a start, and only is applicable for the first 5 that notify me.” There would be no signing, and the messages would be stenciled, so that no one could track him down. (OOC NOTE: This means that if you come up to me IRP all like ‘Oh, yeah I’m going to arrest you for that.’ I can call meta. A reply to my flyers would be either replying to this post, or PMing me. simatra#3216. Also, yes this is a meme post for those of you wondering.) (OOC: these livestock are all hiding up here scared of the high elves! )
  2. [!] *An execution missive would be posted across Arcas. Henry of Oren was strolling down the road to Helena for his daily shopping and trade. Before he could react, Ser Stefan Onfroi of Lorraine jumped in front of him, his sword drawn, blocking his progress into Helena. He was told to go to Rubern with Stefan, having not been armed he agreed to do this as he had more chance of surviving if he went into custody. Following this, they trekked to Rubern, entering the courtyard. Two trap doors could have been spotted by the gallows as Henry was forcing towards them. He was at first resistant to the shoving asking, “Why bring me all this way just to kill me?” Stefan replied with a shake of his head, remaining silent as he forced Henry into the underground cell complex. Stefan then locked the trap doors, ushering Henry into a nearby cell to question him. He asked the Orenian, “Where are you from, what is your name and what is your allegiance?” and as you would expect, he replied with, “Henry of Oren,” and went on to describe that he did trade with Oren. Both of these statements confirmed the man as a supplier to the Imperial State Army. Garrick of Rubern then came down into the cell complex, using the guard’s entrance, he discussed with Stefan over what they were going to do with the man in the cell. After a short period of time, they came back to talk to Henry, dragging him out of the cell and forcing ropes around his hands and feet. He was then fireman lifted out of the cell complex and to the bank of Rubern where he paid Stefan 575 minas, which to all who knows about ransoms, is not enough. He was taken to the gallows, having no one who wished to pay the ransom and hung. Henry had no final words to say, as his neck was snapped and his body was disposed of into the catacombs, never to be seen again. Ave Lorraine! Long live the Highland Realm. ((2x proof of pk permission: thank you to _Im_Matthew_ for the cooperation and awesome rp!)) Signed, Ser Stefan Onfroi of Lorraine, General of the AIS and scoutmaster of Rubern Signed, Garrick of the Huszar Company
  3. This letter is addressed to The Kingdom of Renelia-Gladewynn. When I retook my position as Trade Princess I was not told of many factors of the world around me and how it changed since I had stepped down. There were many things I had not known about some of the nations around me, and I am still catching up. It is due to this that I wish to both make some things clear, make a minor announcement, and request to meet with the leaders of The Kingdom of Renelia-Gladewynn. Sutica has staunch laws that enforce a number of things, and these are detailed in our writ of government. This document sets out what positions exist, what powers they have, and many other things. But chiefly in our current situation, there are a few things that matter most. The first is that Sutica does recognize your nation as a fellow nation. I made a statement when you reached out to me in the past that I couldn’t claim that you were the one true dark elven state. What informed that choice was a fellow council member who told me there was more than a single nation claiming to be the only dark elven state, and thus to adhere to Title X of the Sutican Writ of Government, I declined the offer you so graciously extended to us. As this situation has progressed, I became aware that I do not know as much about your nation as I would like to, nor the overall state of the dark elven people. I will detail more at the end of this letter about why I brought this up. The Second is that Mystery Uailben is not a leader of Sutica. He gave himself the title of Trade Father, however, his actual title is Monarch Father. This is detailed in Title I, Article 5. This is not a position, and Mystery is not a leader of the Sutican state. He is simply a man who adopted me some hundred or so years in the past now and once showed me kindness. Further on in that section, it details: I am not blind to the sort of man Mystery is. He is complex, often stupid, and with many well-earned enemies. Finally, Sutica has a pact of Neutrality as a core part of its Nation Identity and ethics. This is detailed in the writ in Title X. I bring this up because I believe I may be lacking knowledge of some events including Mystery and Xavis. I want to speak with your leaders to better understand the details of the situation in full. However, there is something that needs to be done now. I have two announcements to make. Specifically, I will be utilizing the following section of our writ of government in Title X: Under this article, Xavis Ashwood and Mystery Uailben will have their citizenship, positions, and rights within Sutica stripped under my authority as Trade Princess as is applicable to each person. Mystery has been notified already and understands that his actions have been in poor faith in the past. He seeks now to atone for the hurt he has caused, but that is his own path. We can talk about that too when we meet. I am too unaware of what the other members of the Ashwood family may have done to exercise Title X Article 2 upon them. However, once I meet with your people and discuss things, that is subject to change. Please, if there are any other sutican people who have acted in bad faith towards your wonderous nation, reach out to me and tell me. We have many rules in place and any actions that harm another nation are strictly prohibited. If someone has broken a law in your nation, come to me and tell me and it will be dealt with. The second announcement is something that requires a small bit of explanation. Here in Sutica our city in this land was built with the intent to house places of worship for every faction who desired to have one here. We have a shrine to Xan, to The Aspects, and Aeriel. I wish to extend the same chance to The Kingdom of Renelia-Gladewynn. I wish to set aside a section of land within Sutican borders for the creation of a temple or sacred space to the ancestors that you pay respect to in your worship. I am a woman of old faith, brought to my family by my ancient father who was there in the motherland to witness a time where all we knew of was Aeriel and Ibleese. As time marches forward, I want to offer all people who may come within my land the chance to experience and learn about the many different cultures and religions present in this world. Personally, I am excited to learn more about the ancestor spirits. Finally, I want to mention what I spoke of above. There is so much that I do not know, and I want to learn. I wasn’t aware that Xavis is not just another citizen in Sutica. I was not aware of Mystery and what he had done to your nation. These are things that are not acceptable to me. I want to spend time with the leaders of your great nation so that I may learn about a culture I had not known before, and if not that simply learn of the acts my former citizens hid from me. I ask you to reach out to me, to speak with me over a letter or in person at the cloud temple where neither side may fear bad faith interactions. It is my only desire that the damaged relations between our two nations heal. There is more we could do together than we ever could apart. I had already been planning a rough system to inform people on magic, but I believe there is a great depth to the faiths of the world, and I now want a space to be created that will allow new souls, old souls, and all in between to learn of the great faiths such as your own. Trade Princess Lilith Helenson-Anarion the Free State of Sutica, Sovereign Lady of the Whispering Isles, Protector of the Free
  4. A missive is sent to all Imperial factions and the cloud temple noticeboards. It would read the following: “We’ve captured a noble whose a citizen of Haense. His name is Johannes Barclay, of house Barclay. He is a prisoner of war. His ransom is 3.000 minas. Pay his ransom and he will be released. If his ransom isn’t paid in one saint’s hour he will be beheaded by the Marshal of Lorraine.” The letters were signed by Ser Stefan Onfroi, Marshal of Lorraine, General of the AIS and scoutmaster of Rubern Morana Vilchyc, Arch Chancellor of Lorraine
  5. - The Akkar Proclamation - ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 11th Of the Deep Cold, 1749 ︾ Over the past one Elven month most Mali’Fenn would gather from all of the prominent bloodlines, guilds and businesses that made up Fenn to discuss the future of their Princedom. - Graced by the presence of the Grand Prince Akkar of the Tundrak bloodline; the meeting would take place under the full guidance of the Grand Chancellor & Fennic Prince, Vytrek of the same Tundrak bloodline, with the full Fennic council in attendance for this momentous occasion standing as the First Bloodline Summit. ︽ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Prominent figures in attendance: Grand Prince Akkar Tundrak Prince Vytrek Tundrak Princess Allisa Tundrak Matriarch Estelle of the Drakon bloodline Patriarch Tenvar of the Atmorice bloodline Patriarch Taveric of the Sylric bloodline Matriarch Valerica of the Tathvir bloodline Patriarch Aerilith of the Oakenarrow bloodline Matriarch Ara of the Annungilben bloodline Velatha Sylric of the Fennic Clinic Datura Tathvir of the Fennic Tavern ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ “Akkar’s Proclamation is by my royal decree as Grand Prince of the Princedom of Fenn, Akkar of the Tundrak bloodline hereby fully in effect. Under my rule as Talu’lareh’s protector my government and council will seek the betterment of our Mali’Fenn in all aspects of life. I Firstly I would proclaim that the Bilok’thuln, Evar’okarn, Justiciars & diplomat guilds are officially disbanded until time finds them needed once more, directing our Princedoms resources elsewhere rather than towards guilds that no longer stand to serve our citizens like what was expected in their initial start. II Secondly I would place the Ivae’Fenn directly under the command of the Grand Prince and his officers until our forces are positioned into a better state of being, continuing by; officially removing both Sentinel and Vanguard as official ranks within the Ivae’Fenn until a point should arise at which these ranks can once again benefit the Fennic military. III I would see that my council and the people of the Princedom hear, as thirdly; I call for the reconstruction of the city Tahu’lareh, the Princedoms capital city, under its previous leaders the city serves more strategic function rather than serving its inhabitants with good facilities for all aspects of life. IIII The fourth point of this Akkar proclamation is the clear acknowledgement of our disinterest in the realms of politics, not to be mistaken, I will say clearly that the interest is still present yet my citizens have spoken, the Princedom of Fenn shall prefer neutrality within Elven politics and refrain from entangling ourselves in alliances and defensive pacts unless absolutely necessary for the betterment of our peoples.” ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Signed, His Serene Highness, Akkar of the Tundrak bloodline, first of his name, Grand Prince of the Princedom of Fenn and Mali’Fenn Patriarch of the Tundrak Bloodline, Protector of the Idhren’tirn, Hesin’fin, Commander of the Citadel of Acael, Protector of Tahu’lareh, the chosen of Wyrvun
  6. THE IMPERIAL DEPARTMENT OF THE TREASURY As issued the 2nd of the First Seed, 1749 As dictated by the Secretary of the Treasury In efforts to further expand and refine the management of the city of Helena, the Office of the Treasury does proclaim that the Helena et Stewardry shall undergo a full reconstruction. The official mandate shall be acted on as follows: ALL current stewards must reapply for their position. New steward applications are hereby open, and those with the necessary will to serve under the office are encouraged to apply. Stewardry applications will be overseen by a panel of the Secretary of the Treasury , The City Mayor, and the City Clerk. Stewards shall be eligible for a FIFTY PERCENT discount on ALL shop and housing taxes. Stewards are permitted to collect FIVE PERCENT of all house and shop sales, as a personal salary. The Imperial Office of the Treasury hereby dictates all measures to be effective immediately. IN NOMINE DEI Secretary of the Imperial Treasury, Comptroller of Finance, Mayor of Helena, City Clerk of Helena,
  7. Last night, a ban report which was submitted roughly 3-4 weeks ago was responded to. This ban report was from a Princess of Helena who was banditted within her own Church. Me and Ed (Rayvnair) entered Helena around mid-day, looking for some Orenians to kill (Due to the obvious war). We found a man of the cloth and a Princess within the Church. This being a perfect opportunity to get some action, we pounced on them. I provided pretty poor CRP to the Princess, acting to slice off her head. However, she logged off at this point, screenshotting my emotes and sending them to the Forum banlist. She infarcted the rules and got me in trouble for it. VonAulus (Grool) decided to investigate this ban report, 3 or 4 weeks after it was submitted, perfect time to get me banned just before my Christmas break. I feel this was disgusting and the ban report should have been failed anyways as not many crimes were committed against LoTC rules, especially considering I was a new player learning the ropes. I have reached out to members of the GM team, members of the community team and my own friends (some enemies) on LoTC and no one has told me I’m in the wrong. After this RP was conducted, guards came and guard defaulted me and Ed, killing us both via execution. This I feel was sufficient to the RP, the minas we robbed from the Priest should have been given back in compensation of my death, as well as the Princess being warned for combat logging (even if I did mess up my emotes, I was new, she could have just /modreqed not left). A discord server for ban appeal systems has been put up by Nozgoth: https://discord.gg/4gHE4U If you wish to support me in my appeal, please comment on your experiences on LoTC with me and +1 this post to show my change to the Admin team. I feel like I have grown a lot in my RP knowledge and how to properly do villainy RP in the last 3-4 weeks, therefore leading to this ban report being pretty inaccurate. I am a believer of having single punishments for events, me dying to an execution, losing all my stuff and even being warned by GM’s over my actions was enough punishment for the “crime” committed (even if the RP should have been voided due to the logging). I think it is disgusting how Grool responded to me in discord messages, taking hours to reply to me and dismissing my points whenever I made them. In a ban report, including appeals made, both parties should be able to speak their mind and at least attempt to get their stories across. This was not an opportunity given to me, which is most displeasing. In terms of courtesy, I was given zero notice on this ban, logging in this morning to no messages, to find I could not get onto the server to run RP for a group called, Lorraine, which I am RPly invested into (again proving my point that my RP is very high quality now). I was also given zero evidence until I asked for it, I was given poor customer service from an Admin who dismissed my story entirely and pretty much ignored me on the whole. Additionally, I would like to say I offered a different route, offering to give 1k minas to the Priest as compensation if I upset him (I must have only robbed him for 200 minas or something and I was executed so I only kept half of it) and a formal apology letter to the girl involved. The Admin’s response was, “The apology letter would not be a sorry letter, but one to save you from being banned,” However I am always apologetic, especially if I’ve actually upset someone enough to ban report me for something. Most people would hate on the ban reporter in this situation, I feel I am being nicer than the mass majority, offering the Priest a significant amount of minas too! I have three things I wish to request from the people who run LoTC: Let me have an immediate appeal, discussing with the people involved, witnesses and people providing proof of me changing and growing on the server. I wish to discuss my appeal with a new member of the Admin team as I feel I am being discriminated upon due to not being Orenian. All future ban reports for players are discussed with the player prior to the ban (as it says in the terms of conduct for bans) and evidence should be provided to me prior to the ban. This includes a conversation with the GM/Admin as well as the person who ban reported the prosecutor. Screenshots have been provided below, showing the way I was treated and dismissed during this process. To conclude, the RP should have been voided from the Princess logging off, I got executed, warned by mods to not do what I did again, even though the logger went free of charge and this situation was sorted a month ago, it should not be being sorted a day before Christmas break. Signed, Stefan_Onfroi of Lorraine
  8. THE IMPERIAL DEPARTMENT OF THE TREASURY As issued the 11th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1746 As dictated by the Secretary, The prompt and orderly revocation of all tax exemptions within the city of Helena, the capital of the Holy Orenian Empire is to begin henceforth. This is to include all businesses and homes, but will exclude Military Installations, the Dragon’s Rest Tavern, Civil and Imperial Government buildings, the residence of the City Clerk, and Ecclesiastical buildings. Furthermore, the Imperial Capital will begin an audit of all residences and businesses within the city, to be overseen by the Imperial Treasury. These are to be conducted via checking the activity of the residency and when installed, its regular payments of taxes. IN NOMINE DEI Secretary of the Treasury Mayor of the Imperial City of Helena City Clerk of Helena Undersecretary of Municipal Affairs
  9. Gavin_

    The Folk Nazarov

    The Folk Nazarov Chronicled on the 14th of The Amber Cold, 1745 _________________________________________________________________________ ‘Beneath the ground, can moy rest’ _________________________________________________________________________ The Chronicling of the Folk Nazarov begins with Filo, the firstborn son of two labourers, Karolina and Frederik, born in the year 1695. Kaidrik Nazarov, the second son, was born in the year 1726. The family lived on a petite ‘Ruskan Isle’ - The township they inhabited was so named Muscovy and it was there that they toiled. Frederik tended mostly to the construction of the township, starting towards the end of 1715, his mother tending to matters of house and of herbiage. A daughter was born to Frederik and Karolina a year later, they named her Anna. _______________________________________________________________ Karolina toiling away within the Nazarov home _______________________________________________________________ Life, for young Kaidrik, was difficult. His day-to-day consisted mainly of tiresome, manual labor, assisting his father, brother and the other Raevir men. His education consisted in the stories that his mother would tell him at night time and his wisdom came from the grumblings of old men as they toiled during the day. He learned how to fight from his brother and the other ruffians who comprised the township - his was a life of simple proportion. Just two years after the Muscovian people had adorned their thresholds, war ensued - The War of Two Emperor’s. Under the leadership and vision of Dragoslav Romanovich and his brothers, a mercenary group was assembled - The Kompanyia Muscovia - the year, 1717. Filo with little hesitation joined the group and was trained in combat. He soon found himself fighting alongside the armies of the Marnantine Emperor. It was betwixt the ranks of those men and his own, that he would perish. In their entirety, the Nazarov’s were taken by a grief so unspeakable, harboring the ferocity akin to that of a wild animal being caught in a trap - the sudden release, almost deadly. And it was that very same grief which followed the family Nazarov to Availain, alongside their people. _______________________________________________________________ Muscovian settlers mixed in with the Curonian population of Avalain, rather poorly as they are prone to drunken brawls _______________________________________________________________ This was a place of wealth and luxury, of good tidings and clean confines. Life here improved for the Nazarov’s. The widower found a new persuasion, that of tending to the needs of wealthy women. Be it preparing clothing or food, pampering or cleaning, at least she was occupied. Young Kaidrik was not spared - his youth laboriously continued. Under seemingly auspices circumstances, he found himself under the tutelage of a warrior merchant. A master of the fist once learned that compared to the sword, he was naught and so it was, through blood, sweat and tears, that this youth began to flourish, a sword at his hip and a coin purse in hand. Affluency did not follow him as he returned home in the evenings, but his horizons began to expand as each day, he became more of a man - adopting more responsibilities of both house and occupation, and with this growth, came a thirst for more. It was here, in Avalain, that Kaidrik first met love - what a devilish and tricky companion love was. He found it at the age of 16 - another Muscovian who he had not noticed as a boy in the township. Her name was Anastasia. A hard people, the Muscovian’s are. Prideful, hard working, and accustomed to woe. They weren’t the most intelligent, nor were they the most charming, but they were loyal and valued community and tradition over most. It was these exact attributes which led to their departure from Avalain, for it was one of Muscovy who must lead. _______________________________________________________________ The Ruskan and Raev peoples of Muscovy set out from Avalain to find a new home, following the lead of Dragoslav Romanovich and his brothers _______________________________________________________________ Trailing at the rear of a band of Raevir, was now a young man. He belonged to no Royal House nor had he any sense of grandeur about him. His beginnings were humble, his life simple - a labourer of meagre proportions, a jack of all trades, master of none. Yet his future awaits him. Around his arm, he cradled his love, Anastasia as they walked alongside troops of men and women, of differing shapes and ages, and they were in exodus, leaving behind in their muddy tracks, the Kingdom of Curonia, the year 1744. Over a year later, the settlers came to a halt. They had found a land which they believed they could call their own, over which they could preside, and they named it Rominsk. Between a forest and the Orcish plains lay a fertile and verdant valley, this budding idyll, its flora alluring, its fauna abundant, is where the Folk Nazarov now call home - a new dawn rising. _______________________________________________________________ At last staking claim to a swath a land, a new beginning for the Muscovians - Rominsk _______________________________________________________________ OOC: Hey folks! Looking for some family members for a new House! Father (68), Mother (64), Sister (18), Wife (19). If you’re interested, just hit me up with a DM 🙂
  10. Swifty Sam turns up at his homeland, limping, bleeding along the path. He would scream at the front gate, “Let me in!”. Tharik of the Haense Brotherhood would be on the gate duty, suddenly being alerted, he opened the front gate. Swifty would be asked, “Hello, welcome to Haense, what is your name?” He responds with his cover name of “Clarence.” A woman named Edyth within the city would be shaking in her boots, hearing the voice of a killer who was very familiar with her. Clarence then tries to plead to Tharik, after being asked, “Do you wish to remove your mask?” Trying to hide his identity, Clarence responded, “In a time of war, people knowing your face is a dangerous thing!”. However, no matter what Clarence was saying, the intelligence of Tharik saw right through it. He pushed until Clarence cracked, showing the face of an old Brotherhood member, “Jakob Carter”, also known as one of the Ruswick leaders, “Swifty Sam”. Following this conversation, Jakob Carter collapses onto the floor, blood dripping from his nose and mouth, clearly injured from his bandit travels. He would become unconscious from his blood loss, being picked up by the mighty Tharik, assisted by his Brotherhood guard, Jakob was carried to the clinic to be treated. He would be given tippen’s root as well as other herbal remedies to stop the bleeding and wake him back up. Suddenly, as he awakens, he lashes out not knowing where he was, hitting Edyth and being pinned down to the bed. He was fed a herb which put him to sleep, to stop the resistance. Waking up hours later, after being confronted by Jonathan Frostfire, Tiberius and Otto Sigmar of Haense, he was carried to the cells, eyes widening at he was attached by one hand to the bars of the cell. He was told the crimes he had committed, returning no excuses to why he did so other than he was forced into leaving Haense due to a lover. After pleading guilty, Tiberius chopped off his ear, Jakob falling to the floor screaming, not being able to hear from his right ear, all he heard was a high pitched noise as his old Brotherhood friend Tharik faces him now. “I was once in a position you were in, but not the beast you became. Justice will be served.” He stated, as Jakob looks to him with the eyes of the Brother Tharik once knew, “Tharik, Brother, help…” After Tharik had left Jakob in the cell, Jonathan Frostfire enters the cell, not wanting to hear any words from Jakob, he allowed him to say his last sentence. “Amadeo Clay...I love you.” He stated as his head got ripped off right from his now dead corpse. His head was presented to the Frostfire as a trophy, Swifty Sam the killer of Tyrants, collector of heads and lover to Amadeo Clay was brutally murdered in the cells of Haense. Some would say a relief to Arcas, some would say it was a tragedy, however there is one thing for certain, he left his mark forever. ----------- ((No signature was written, signifying the death and absence of Jakob Isaak Carter)) https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/642186138244612113/653371508483424286/c.mp4
  11. Swifty Sam was set to patrol, accompanied by his trusted handyman “Arathor” Together they walked along Helena road, gathering resources and talking to the locals of Rubern along the way. Suddenly, a man from Haense came down the path, a Haenseman who was well known to Swifty. He was almost begging for mercy from the AIS party, pleading his innocence and trying to escape an inevitable death. Following on, a man from Curon attempted to save him, only to be too late. As he approaches he sees the head of the Haenseman roll along the path, cut off by the blade of Swifty Sam. The two men turn to look straight at the Curon civilian, charging him with the company of two other horsemen who were called to arms. One of the horsemen rammed into the Curon man from behind with his steed, knocking the pig into the dirt. They all stood, laughing at this man, however Swifty dived on top of him, tying his arms behind his back and putting a cloth bag over his head to silence the man. He was further arrested, kept in a cage at Rubern to await his fate. He was sentenced to death by the mighty Flemius of Rubern after a long negotiation, finalising in the men and women of the AIS having no need for such scum. Swifty cheered out, “Hail Ruswick!” As the shot was fired from the string Flemius gripped, greeted with gratifications for his hard work, he had proven himself of worth. Signed, Swifty Sam, Council of Ruswick, Slayer of Tyrants and Collector of Heads.
  12. The End of a Tyrant, The men and women of Ruswick gathered at the foot of the tower, the entrance of the grand bandit nation to witness the beheading of Lauriel Labdacus. Lauriel attempted to escape with her prized possessions, predicting the end of her reign as the citizens formed together in the throne room. However, the Citizens of Rus halted her in her path. Knowing that she was a gruesome tyrant who once ruled the lands in fear. Without hesitation, Lauriel thrusted her sword into her gut, knowing the outcome of such an event, attempting to end her life. In that moment, Swifty Sam darted at her, sword drawn and action taken. As he lifted up his sword, the sound of civilians gasping in awe to see the tyrant’s head roll onto the shiny floor. Swifty Sam separated her head from her torso with one mighty, and swiftly swing. Her life and reign, coming to a certain end, “The End of a Tyrant”. Signed, Agner, Appointed Ruler of Ruswick Swifty Sam, Be-header of Tyrants, Council member of Ruswick Jubilant Jack, Scribe of Ruswick Mark Ezelsteen, Council Member of Ruswick
  13. Why we Fight An Address to the people of the AIS issued Winter 1744 Men of the Alliance, thus far our struggle has been one of incredible ease. Wherever we have been opposed we have utterly routed the enemy from the field. Our foe has been smashed under our boot so many times that the number of our victories begin to fade from memory, simply being too numerous to be worth recalling. Whilst our foe has perhaps a single victory. A pathetic ratio, but again an indication of the unmatched strength of our alliance, of the divine righteousness of our cause. When the King of Helena strode from his city in an attempt to reinforce his allies in Haense. Not once, not twice, but three times his forces were utterly and easily thrashed by my own elite warriors. With the Ruberni, the Free Dragon Bloods and the Martyrs each winning themselves particular glories that day. As the sun kissed the horizon he lay on his knees on the steps of Rubern. His crownless head bruised from the tender ministrations of my boot heel, his mouth void of teeth. They having been spilt upon the cobbles. This federation of Heartlanders is pathetically weak, and come the reaping day, Reza shall receive its punishments. For If they had not committed great sin. then a divine punishment such as I would not have been sent unto them. But let us speak less of the weakness of our foes, their failure on the battlefield, nor the fact that their allies and mercenaries beg us behind closed doors to allow them to leave the war. To spare them come our inevitable victory. Our victory in this conflict not being a question of ‘if’ but rather ‘when’. So why then do we fight? No doubt many of you have read the pathetic, nie panicked missives of our foes. Pen wielders spitting bile and poison from within their dark holes. “Barbarian” they cry “Pagan” they squeal, each in turn claiming that I, and therefore the AIS comes to annihilate them, to stomp on their culture and faith. This is a blatant falsehood. This war began after a series of escalations on the part of Haense and the King of Helena, Peter III. After Haense murdered one of my merchants I was threatened with death by Peter III, by way of a stomped skull. I later repaid this threat, albeit with mercy as I allowed him to crawl home after receiving his deserved beating, spoiled child that he is. In light of this serious threat, I approached a variety of other factions and formed the AIS. The intention being to restrain Helenan aggression and ensure the continued independence of all signatories. Later Haense once again aggressed, seizing Auvergenians, members of the AIS upon the sovereign and independent lands of Rubern. Simultaneously violating the defensive alliance that forms the foundation of the AIS as well as violating the independent sovereignty of the Ruberni. Again seeking to avoid a prolonged conflict and bloody war, the war of two emperors so fresh on our mind I demanded weregild of Haense. Once more these two faced cowards refused to answer for their crimes. Eternally playing the victim. Peter III of Helena once more extended a missive to me. Claiming it was we not they that were the aggressors. “I know you are afraid” he said therein “Follow your instincts”. Thus it was war, and Peter’s skull was politely introduced to both my boot and the stones. There is only so much blatant aggression, so many lies and abuses, so many insults any righteous man could tolerate. Peace was always an option, it was they who chose war. These Heartland Kings have slapped away the hands of peace time and time again. The greed, the sloth, the self centered SIN of their lords sentencing so many to die. Our mighty alliance shall march into their pathetic city to deliver just retribution for their crimes. Those criminals who remain shall be executed. For true justice does not require lengthy muttering and review. It is harsh, it is simple. The city shall be placed under the jurisdiction of the mighty and noble lords of Rubern. For they have proven their valour and courage, it will fare far better under their suzerainty than under Helenan mismanagement. The doing day approaches, each second a step closer to the orchestra of death and glory. I ask each and every one of you to march with me, for victory lies just over the hill. Come the reaping day I shall be among you, clad in my gilded plate. Let us live in honour, let us die in glory. Upon the day that New Reza shall be overtaken by our unstoppable forces, it is to the realm of Curonia that I offer a singular saints-day to agree to our terms; if not, then there shall be no mercy provided to your Kingdom. Lest you forget that it is the King of Helena who has stripped the titles from your realm and stripped any semblance of autonomy from your grasp. Penned by Godric Affirmed by Sohaer Dimaethor Elervathar SAYYID, Ibraheem Ibn Bashar Kharadeen, Sheikh of Al-Faiz Governor Marius Stiboricz Rex Skalp Raguk High Prince Lyemar Aureon Grandmaster Daniel de Alence Piast Svetovid Vilchyc Sovereign of the Depths Arthur Sterling Archon Aroen Velulaei'onn Kezuhk of Mau'Madur Ugrad’Lur
  14. [!] Hung throughout the streets of Helena lies a flier, a warning to all citizens. ATTENTION HELENA 7th of Horen’s Calling, 1742: By decree of THE SECRETARY OF WAR and the IMPERIAL STATE ARMY with blessing from HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY. The city of Helena is hereby under MARTIAL LAW until further notice. The following points will be enforced to full effect by members of the ISA: CURFEW - Citizens are required to be within their homes from sunset to sunrise. Subjects who appear in the street after dark legally may be searched or detained. FULL LOCKDOWN - The city is in full lockdown gates will remain closed and managed by the ISA. Confirmed unarmed citizens will be permitted use of the citizen doors DRESS RESTRICTIONS - Hoods and other face-obscuring clothing are strictly forbidden; violators will be detained and searched FORTIFICATION - All streets are to be fortified and property may be seized in eminent domain if it should serve such a purpose as to protect the citizens of Helena. CONSCRIPTION - Every able-bodied man and woman above the age of 16 is directed to the WAR OFFICE in the Imperial Barracks to be assigned their Imperial duties. POLITICAL REGULATION - Implemented acts and administrative decisions executed within Helena are subject to revision and approval from the ISA Colonel and Secretary of War. In the face of barbaric aggression and mysterious flying men we must stand together in unification, in humanity, in the Empire. Helena prevails. IN NOMINE DEI Leonard II de Ruyter, Marshal of the Empire and Secretary of War
  15. The Lunar Domain of Asimu’lei ☽ A Settlement Guide ☾ WATCH OUR TRAILER “A traveller gets lost in the forest of whispers; an unexpected helping hand is there to help and welcome them” ☽ Overview ☾ The Lunar Domain of Asimu’lei is the home of the Mali’ker, though it is open to the other descendants. Asimu’lei is a peaceful town focused on commerce, harmony and progress. This blooming town can be found near the druidic grove, in the south-eastern region of Arcas (762 / 55 / -130), being a mere five minutes walk from Cloud Temple. To reach, just follow the signs for the southern road from Cloud Temple, follow for Sutica until you’ll see a sign on the left that will guide you to the blessed moon glade, Asimu’lei. ☽ Points of interest ☾ The “Adont’Haelun” clinic The “Twilight Trade Square” The “Dante’celia” Tavern The “Ilum’indor” Library The housing district “Diraar’ker” : the guardians The “Vallel’ame” forest The “Vihai’ame” forest ☽ Asimilian Government ☾ The Asimilian government is composed of many organs. First of all, the Lunar Sage, a guidance for the settlement. Then we have the “Council of many arts” with the ministers regulating their own ministries and fields of competence. And last but not least, the Lye debaters, the lifeline of the town, the citizens. Through debating sessions, they are be able to vote and express their desires and decisions, for a better future. Everyone is subject to the Ker’tir or the “Night Law” , a constitution-like document that regulates the everyday life and justice within the asimilian borders. ☽ Activity ☾ Need some guidance? Ask our stewards! Tigergiri#0744 / Mr.LordVoop#3803 / LordYuki#3274 / Josey#5073 Peak time: 3 Pm EST / 9 PM Gmt+1 US – EU timezones A huge thanks to everyone that helped and continues to help with this project.
  16. Company of The Rose (Depiction of the Rose Company harassing members of other lowly bandit groups) What it is: The Company of The Rose, is a ‘free company’ a band of gentlemen who appreciate the word of minae more than the word of a King. The term ‘free company’ began catching on after the Lothragnian’s stooped to banditry during the Emperor Alexander’s reign. When Lord Protector Adrian began his ever vigilant watch over The Empire; many hedge knights, ex-footmen, and cavalrymen got the good idea of finding a legal way to provide for themselves and their families. So, over a tankard or two, a hardy group of men decided to write up a precursor for what would become the Codex for the men of the Company to follow and abide during their employment under Julius Franz. The Free Company Codex: Orenian Imperium Edition First Law: The murder of innocents for one’s own selfish desire is strictly prohibited. Second Law: Any sort of harassment towards local organizations or in-fracturing armies, without the probable contract, documentation, and a ranking member to oversee is strictly prohibited. Third Law: Petty theft from those can not afford financial loss, is strictly prohibited. Fourth Law: Allowing a Destrier to be lost in battle is strictly prohibited. Fifth Law: Failure to abide by these laws is strictly prohibited. Sixth Law: Failure to adhere to this new standard of ‘Free Comapany’ will result in immediate termination, of position, and life as you know it. Hierarchy: Grandmaster Contractor: Oversees all operations within the Company, ensures no man within the Company falls beneath standard. Lord Contractor: This position is reserved for those that provide payroll and employment in the Company. Cataphract General: Leads the Companies cavalry regiment on the battlefield and off of the battlefield. Field Marshal: Commands the infantry and shock troopers on the battlefield and off of the battlefield. First Hand: Second in command to both Field Marshal and Cataphract General, is in charge of organizing rallies and training. Cataphract: A mounted soldier of the Company, a key component in the Companies battle strategies. Shock Trooper: Heavily armoured soldier, often a veteran of many battles and has the most renown on the battlefield. Initiated: Learning their ways of rapidly swinging a sword into the battlefield still, but have proved themselves trust worthy. Rando: Entry level position meant for those who are still feeling out the Company and undecided if they wish to join. APPLICATION: MC Username: Character Name: Race: Specialty (pvp, cooking, farming, mining, etc.): (Also the Company has build in progress, it’s glorious so, please contain yourself when finished) ( POST IS STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS: FEEL FREE TO ADD ME ON DISCORD @hotboss_monk#8587 to make an inquiry to join)
  17. !State wide caution! Due to the events that happened in sutica, the careful eyes of the state let the plants grow out of control. The Armitage Institute (TAI, and yes we are still a thing) conducted several tests. Sutica proved positively on the tests including the Moonmoss and its habitat. It is not dangerous yet. But it is growing out of proportions in the common river, the port and the underground basin’s. The Armitage Institute calls upon every willing man and woman to take down these bodies. They don't have to go extinct from Sutica, just lessened in population. Moonmoss emits a glow in the shallow waters of Sutica. When one decides to make the swim into the dark, they might get benefits out of it. The moss can be used as anti-inflammatory medicine aswell. If they are removed carefully and with patience, they can deliver this specimen to the regular hospital/medic post and get a reward for it. If not acted upon the spread they will keep growing until they take over the whole floor of the sutica water's. Take this alert to caution. The Armitage Institute.
  18. The House of Gant The House of Baruch-Gant is a cadet branch of the House of Baruch, stemming from the line of Carolus, Baron of Gant. The current head is Joren, Baron of Gant, who resides within the land of his liege lord and cousin, Sigmar Baruch, Count of Ayr. They are stalwart vassals of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska and the House of Barbanov. (Joren Gant, c. 1734) The decision to create a cadet branch arose after Joren’s admittance into the Royal Duma of Haense. It was believed having two Lord Baruchs in one small congregation — and in the Kingdom alone — would be too confusing and inconvenient. Typically, a single noble family does not have two patriarchs, or two title-holders at any one time. Thus, any Baruch descending from Carolus or Joren will thus take on the name Baruch-Gant, or Gant for short. Any claim by the House of Baruch to the Barony of Gant or Baruch-Gant to the County of Ayr is hereby nullified, with all titles returning to the Crown should either line die out. Signed, His Lordship, Joren Baruch-Gant, Baron of Gant His Excellency, Sigmar Baruch, Count of Ayr, Baron of Laval, Riveryn, and Voron, Lord Speaker of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska ((OOC)) Just a short post, not meant to be anything hefty, more of a quick announcement to officiate it
  19. [!] Throughout your travels, on dirt or gravel, you soon would hear of one whom baffles. A bard most strange with little fame: One “Timothée de Fontaine”. Furthermore, any poet, troubadour or one with talent in store would see his Troupe was arts galore! In song, or via poster, you learn their lore: I never had the stronger hands. I took the lute and left the schyte. And while I wandered all the lands. I met a man who changed my life. Took me a while. To see his work was quintessential! At me he’d smile! For in my eyes he saw potential! He and his marvelous group! Truly a legend throughout Atlas. He’d always sing of his Troupe! His name: Timeo de las Baltas. “Timeo de las Baltas” by Timothée de Fontaine. Oil on Canvas c. 1698 And when he talked of its fame Right then all song in me woke! And when I asked for its name In bliss, the troubadour spoke: “Hibou Plongeant! ‘E-boo Plon-Jan!’ The diving owl! How does it sound?” And to this man my soul was bound. A better Troupe I’ve never found. And how we soared so! There was no description! The Troupe fed me and my wine addiction! “Self Portrait” by Timothée de Fontaine. Oil (And Wine) on Canvas. c. 1714. ...But like cloth we unwove. Now the Troupe makes no sound For when the ‘diving owl’ dove The bird’s beak hit the ground! And we disbanded! Shot dead, Timeo’s life ended. The Troupe was stranded. I couldn’t save the weight that I was handed... Until today! Now I can have a say! I’ve piled so many merry mina in my many ways! I’ve met so many people in my many days! ♫ Now be it as it may! I’ll sing it all and pluck away! ♫ Yes it’s true! I’ll do whatever work that I can do. I’ll fly just like our great owl flew. It’s round two! I’ll bring back the Hibou! The Hibou Plongeant’s Insignia. Are you a bard? Do you need a place to go? Are your times hard? Do you have talent to show? Is mina running dry? Do you daily feel upset? Are you looking for a why? Look no longer – Do not fret! We make do with all we get! We talk and write until sunset! We all debate and play and paint and speak aloud our thoughts until we sweat! For those of you whom sing or dance, Those whom craft, romance. Those whom when they walk must prance! You poets out there whom believe in free verse, aswell, we don’t discriminate. Come right in! Show a grin! Tell us all the things you’ve seen! Show the soul you keep within! Play your lute or violin! Widely smile, raise your chin! We take all races! All talents, all places! Whatever artform. You’ll have our graces! In times so cruel! Keep your mouth and pockets full! Walk with song and leave the dull! ♫ Let the arts become your fuel! ♫ And to apply? Make quite sure you catch our eye! Write down what you are and why. And send a letter, we’ll reply! And whether you’re just bored A peasant or a lord Who’s piled mina into a hoard And doesn’t know what to afford Here’s a tip: Call us in, we’ll make heads whip! With mordern works and tunes so slick Coming from dubious authorship! We’ll show in any port! A Keep, your Town or Court All events, from any sort! Write to us, we’ll soon retort! Our guild is set upon A town just off Curon Called “Astorga”! Est très bon! Pretty people – Sights that stun! Ripe with trade, filled with fun! Shining light just like a sun. To get to it, you simply run towards Curon, you walk a ton just take a right- and then you’re done! A map to Astorga! ((X:1604 Y:-1549)) And if that’s too far Or roads are all bare! We’ll come where you are! The Hibou goes there! For more detail, to book a show, or to know just where to go, just look below! Or talk to me: Timothée. ♫ You’ll love our Troupe, I guarantee! ♫ [!] Below you see: How to reach the bard Timothée! The read is over. Gee, what glee! (( Discord: Thi_T#5309 / Minecraft IGN: tgrt ))
  20. Skeptic

    Comedy Night

    Seeing as how the previous Comedy Night was so successful, Henry Clericus is proud to host it again at Westmarches, Eagle’s Beak! No sign-up or form to fill, just jump on stage and joke away. Info: Snow’s Maiden, 1731. ((Wednesday, 28th of August, 2019)) at Westmarches, Eagle’s Beak. Directions: From Helena: Turn right, when approaching the three-way, turn right again and head straight, crossing over the wooden bridge. Continue on the road towards Haelun’or. Soon enough you will turn left, and finally you will arrive at Laanhold, Westmarch! (( XYZ: -872 // 62 // -1723 )) A map is attached to the post with a red dot labeled as Helena and a green dot, presumably Westmarch.
  21. The Pit Autofill Plugin Coming hot off the press from one of our most recent coders' hands we have the Pit Autofill Plugin. Through this plugin you’ll no longer need to make a modreq for refilling the resource pits at the cloud temple. Usage is quite straightforward, so let’s get into it! What are the pits? For those unaware, there are bedrock pits underneath the Cloud Temple in which players can harvest resources from. It’s as cut-and-dry as can be, and in order to get them refilled one must currently make a /modreq in order to get the pits refilled. However that is no more! Enter Pit Autofill Through the magic of the imagination, some coding, and a sprinkle of fairy dust we now have a plugin dedicated to handle the refilling of the Cloud Temple resource pits. There are a few helpful commands that will help you along when you go digging for your favourite cubic pixels. [Refill] Signs First thing’s first, for ease of use we’ve also included a set of [Refill] signs that when right-clicked will automatically refill the pit specified on the line below it. These should be included on every pit found at Cloud Temple so even if you forget the commands, a simple right click and you’re back in business! /pit This is the main command of the entire plugin. Every command is a sub-command of this, though most will not have permissions to create or modify existing pits, this will still pull up a help menu and be what you require before the next commands on the list. /pit fill pit_name Pit Fill is the bread and butter of what you’d be using as a player. Simply pop in the pit’s name afterwards and watch the sparks fly as the pit is quickly filled with its respective blocks. /pit info pit_name Pit Info will be the go-to for any confusion as to what’s inside a pit. If you want to know the chances of a certain block, how empty the pit needs to be before it can be filled again, or possibly the cooldown on it, it’s all there. /pit list Pit List is mostly used for technicians and moderators for keeping track of what pits are in existence, but it can still be handy for seeing a list of what pits exist before you use your precious soulstone cooldown. A few rules to keep in mind… If you're having trouble with getting a refill to work there’s a few things to note. No players can be inside the pit when you try to refill it. The pit must have less than the minimum percentage of blocks to be refilled. Some pits may have cooldowns, others might not. /pit info to check numbers.
  22. Henry Clericus is proud to present the Grand Opening, of the Sutican Mining Guild! It is located at the Sutican Mines, follow the signs to the Meeting Room and you'll find it along the way, near the entrance to Heart Island. The Guild is a great way to make money on the side! It's quite simple too. You go to the mines and deposit all aquired ores from your trip into a chest! The amount of money you make from the ores depends on the demand in the market! PS: Smelted ores make you more mina! The amount of money you make is tailored to exceed any amount you can get from stalls, so that you can always rely on selling your ores for the more money here! PS: Dedicated members may get more money and sometimes prizes if they are able to collect alot of ores! To learn more contact Henry Clericus, or leave a message in the top row of the mailbox located at Water District 7. ((MC username: _Im_Matthew_ or Discord: ObeyMatt#2192.))
  23. [!] To all Kharajyr, a brief missive is sent out with regards to the road safety in Arcas! _____________________________________________________________ Sa’vi, please read the following below to remain safe on the roads and nations of Arcas. If there are any incidents that may change this, please send a bird to Tul’Tsisha so that this advisory may be updated. If a nation/family leader wishes to re-establish relations, send a bird as well. Mul’ta! Key: Ally - An official pact of non-aggression or further terms is established Friendly - Overall kind to the Kharajyr, few members may have anti-Kha beliefs Neutral - Residents can swing to either side of the spectrum Discontent - High likelihood of assault. It is advised to avoid these areas. Nations: Under-realm of Urguan - Friendly Fenn - Friendly Haelun’or - Ally (Pending treaty) Adria - Discontent Haense - Discontent Curon - Discontent Renatus - Discontent Aegrothond - Neutral Sutica - Ally Krugmar - Discontent Druids - Neutral Charters and Others: Charters: Crimson Edict - Friendly The Jade Republic (Hou-Zi) - Ally Llyria - Friendly Clans: Ironguts (Dwarven Clan) - Friendly Silverveins (Dwarven Clan) - Friendly Irehearts (Dwarven Clan) - Discontent Grandaxes (Dwarven Clan) - Discontent Starbreakers (Dwarven Clan) - Neutral Goldhands (Dwarven Clan) – Friendly Irongrinders (Dwarven Clan) - Neutral
  24. [!] To all relatives and friends of the Barclay and Avern houses, doves and falcons fly with invitations to an upcoming wedding! The tan parchment leaflets are scribed with a shimmering gold ink and tied with a deep green and silver ribbon. Finally, a blue wax seal holds the scroll shut only for the eyes that it was intended for. In two saint’s days, the Stallion of House Barclay; Ser Wilheim Barclay, and the White Dove of House Avern; Marcella Al’abass Avern, are to be married in the Basilica of the Fifty Virgins, by Father Johannes. Friends and family of all walks of life are welcome to attend the wedding and reception to be held afterwards in the Bell Inn and Tavern to celebrate the union of the honorable Avern and Baruch households in holy matrimony. If there are any questions or concerns, send a bird to Marcella or Wilheim. Signed, ~ Ser Wilheim Barclay ~ Marcella Al’abass Avern [OOC] The wedding will be held on Sunday at 4pm EST.
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