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  1. SUN’S SMILE 94 D.R Prepare your bait and memorize your routes! This coming Saints week, upon the sandy shores of Hyspia, a day by the waters will be hosted for the attendees enjoyment. Varying events have been planned for a day of fun, and it is recommended to come in something you don’t mind getting wet. CARRERA DE BOTES The events will begin with a boat race, in which boats will be provided for your convenience. The teams will go on to row through the waters, the first to arrive back winning the race and a prize of twenty-five [25] minas. CONCURSO DE PESCA Following the events of the boat race, a fishing contest will take place! A set amount of time will be allotted in which the goal is to catch as many fish as possible, and once the time is up, present what was caught to the judge. Your catch will be weighed, and the person with the most will win a prize of twenty-five [25] minas. [Friday the 22nd, 6pm EST, Hyspia] Signed, Her Highness, Renata Alba De Pelear, Infanta de Hyspia Senorita, Amelia Miramaris, Dama de Honor
  2. The elfess, ever curious about the realms beyond her own, possessed the power to peek into these distant worlds. However, the idea of venturing into them seemed daunting, for they held powers beyond comprehension. Guiding her through this mysterious journey was Willy, her teacher, who continuously tested her to determine her readiness for a power she didn't even know existed. Finally, he deemed her ready. One tranquil evening in the frozen expanse of the north, where even the witches had retreated for the night after feasting on the essence of northern men, the duo convened to discuss recent events. Usamea, recounting her encounter with an entity in the House of Life, revealed "The Secret of the Necromancers lay deep within the cursed forest." Despite her reluctance to delve into the realm of necromancy, aware that toying too closely with death could lead to entrapment, she recognized the gravity of the situation. The Uruk would extend his hand to Usamea, offering a connection that surpassed mortal comprehension, transcending even the bonds of lovers. For Usamea, the endlessly lonely elfess, the friendship with Willy provided solace—a refuge devoid of judgment and betrayal. So she proceeded, the two hands tied together. With grains of sand trickling down his mask, Willy initiated the connection with Usamea. Initially seamless, the connection took an unexpected turn. Within the recesses of her mind lurked a being unlike any encountered before. Its incomprehensible speech—a cacophony of slurs, shrieks, and otherworldly sounds—assaulted his senses, causing him physical anguish. Overwhelmed by the abyssal depths of the elfess's mind, the orc recoiled, unable to endure the torment Still seated upon a barren expanse of icy tundra, the duo, Usamea and her venerable teacher, prepared for the impending journey that would take her beyond the familiar lands of Aevos. Despite the passing years, the old elf's thirst for knowledge remained unquenchable, a testament to the pursuit of wisdom that knows no bounds. Grateful for the sage guidance of her mentor, she readied herself for the adventures that awaited. As they sat in quiet contemplation, a strange phenomenon unfolded before their eyes. The falling snowflakes, suspended in mid-air, seemed to defy gravity, frozen in time before reversing their descent and shooting skyward, as if propelled by an unseen force. In an instant, the duo vanished from the tundra, transported to parts unknown. When Usamea gradually blinked her eyes open, she was met with a startling warmth, an intensity that bordered on infernal amidst the chilling cold she had left behind. With a reassuring presence beside her, she took a moment to adjust, cautiously surveying her unfamiliar surroundings. To her astonishment and trepidation, they found themselves amidst a realm besieged by chaos and darkness, a plane overrun by the relentless expansion of Iblees and his infernal legions. Demons, devils, and other twisted creatures roamed freely, subjecting mortal souls to unimaginable torments, their agonized cries echoing through the accursed landscape. Rivers of lava flowed unchecked, and flames danced amidst the desolation, casting eerie shadows upon the scorched earth. It was a scene unlike any she had ever witnessed, a nightmarish tableau that defied comprehension. After a week of relentless pursuit through the menacing realm, the two travelers found themselves weary and beset by the encroaching horde of monsters. Several skirmishes had left them with burns and slashes, a testament to their struggles against the infernal beings. As fatigue set in and the perpetual twilight of the realm persisted, Usamea decided it was time to rest. She asked Willy to set up camp, utilizing the convenient proximity to a fire source within this infernal plane. He constructed a shelter, a fire, and laid down protective wards to ward off any potential ambushes while they slept. Despite the dire circumstances, Usamea's skills as a chef shone through. Drawing on the culinary lessons imparted by her father, she prepared a hearty noodle soup reminiscent of her time in Almaris. The broth, infused with pork and miso, mingled with mushrooms, noodles, seaweed, and corn, creating a tantalizing aroma. With the meal ready, Usamea offered a set of chopsticks to Willy, uncertain if he could use them. They ate in silence, savoring the flavors amidst the distant echoes of tormented souls. As night fell, they exchanged a few quiet words before Usamea drifted off to sleep, leaving Willy to stand guard. She had brewed coffee to keep him alert during his watch, a small gesture of comfort amidst the perilous landscape. "Ever wonder why we're here, Willy?" Usamea's voice broke through, shedding layers of guardedness as if for the first time she truly revealed herself "When I was young, yes. But in my old age I have determined my fate." Willy spoke as he stared into nothingness. "I mean, what's our real purpose? We fight, we lose, we die, we cry. I can't recall the last time I felt genuinely happy." Usamea mused aloud, nibbling on a seaweed snack she had brought along. "The world will know no happiness until evil has been defeated. We will continue to fight, lose, and die. Some may cry... But to show weakness in times of great strife is not an option. We must remain stalwart." Said Willy. "We live within confines, why can't we break free to become whatever we wish? Why do I keep losing everything I hold dear while I exhaust myself trying to protect it? Haelun'or continues to push me away, persecuting me, despite my efforts to safeguard them from the shadows. I've lost my husband, my children are gone, and even my friends are either dead or vanished" Usamea lamented, gazing toward the gray sky “Though now? In this moment? I'm happy. I'm happy to have you as a friend, though I know it's fleeting, another loss waiting to happen." "It is our destiny. Predetermined by a being of higher power before we are presented to the mortal planes. Our souls are crafted meticulously for specific purposes... With greatness comes hardship and the path travelled to get to greatness is some of the most difficult that we must endure." Said Willy. He continued his stare into nothingness. He would stand up after a momentary pause and walk to the edge of the camp. "I don't know, perhaps? Sometimes I dream of a verdant land where my children play freely, my husband and I watch them from afar, the birds are singing and the wars are over. But then I wake up, reality hits me like a slap in the face, and I'm reminded that only a desolate void awaits me. Sometimes, I just long for the mundane" Usamea concluded, turning away to sleep "Good night, wake me when it's my turn to be awake." Willy remained standing at the edge of the camp. His head shifting every so often to survey his surroundings as the night grew long. He would not go to sleep that night and opted to stand guard for the entirety of the night. They watched from the shadows as the rulers, the potentates of the plane, convened, their minds abuzz with schemes and machinations. Their objective? To unleash Iblees’ chaos upon the last bastion held by mortals. For Usamea, the ever vigilant elfess, this venture represented not an adventure, but a profound test of her own abilities. Questions swirled in her mind: Was she truly meant to be here? Had she been released from her mortal obligations only to be ensnared in a web of punishment for her sins? Though acutely aware of her imperfections, the thought of an eternity surrounded by anguished loved ones haunted her every step. The inhabitants of the realm sensed intruders among them; daemons dispatched imps, bats, and other sinister entities to scour the land in search of the two outsiders. Despite their efforts to remain hidden, their presence resonated unmistakably. With each passing moment, the threads of fate drew tighter, bringing them closer to discovery. "I have gleaned all that I need from this realm. Let us return home for now" Usamea declared, her voice tinged with a mixture of resignation and determination. This journey had not been a deliberate pursuit of adventure, but rather an unexpected lesson – her maiden voyage into the realm of traversing dimensions. With nothing more to gain, there was no reason to prolong their stay amidst the shadows and whispers of malevolent intent. Just before departure, Usamea paused, casting a thoughtful gaze over the landscape. She then knelt, her fingers trailing over the ground until they found a patch of warm sand. With careful precision, she scooped it into a small jar, sealing it tightly. It was a token, a memento of their time in this perilous realm, a reminder of the challenges they faced and the lessons learned. With the jar clasped firmly in hand, Usamea nodded, ready to depart from the realm, yet carrying with her a piece of its essence. OOC NOTE This is a little post/report regarding mine and @Cloakedsphere's journey to Draudreich with 'Arcane Displacement'. Nothing that happened in this post is public knowledge so any referring IRP to this post is considered meta-gaming. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading the post and give it a green arrow that is pointing towards the sky! The sand collected will be an IRP item brought to Aevos, however as per arcane displacement lore, it will not have any non-mundane use as that would require MArt. And before anyones comes at me, they did not visit Moz Strimoza, I just used it as a clickbait c:
  3. In anticipation of Vikela’s continued prosperity, the esteemed OFFICE OF MAYOR is reinstated, marking a moment of pride and jubilation within THE KINGDOM OF VIKELA THE MAYOR holds significant responsibilities, including the facilitation of events and celebrations, overseeing guilds and craftsmen to ensure adherence to regulations, & mediating disputes. Additionally, during council meetings (excluding those pertaining to warfare), they can propose new laws. At the end of their term, they have the opportunity to pursue governmental roles. To participate in these elections, citizens must meet specific criteria: - Minimum age of eighteen - Citizenship in Vikela - Absence of no more than two charges from the Justice Office - Ministers may not run, and the Heir of Vikela may not run. Candidates are encouraged to showcase their candidacy through small events and the hanging of informative missives to the public. The candidate with the highest number of votes will assume the esteemed position of MAYOR for a ten-year term, after which a new election cycle commences. A designated box at THE BOJO BANK will serve as the platform for citizens to officially declare their candidacy. Once their name is deposited within the box, they are granted the freedom to campaign openly and engage with fellow citizens to garner support for their bid.
  4. [!] A woman writing a diary, garden surrounding An ordinary evening unfolded, the sun dipping below the horizon as I returned from my wanderings. The air held a stillness that embraced my tired soul. Amidst this quietude, a realization struck me – it had been too long since I last shared a moment with dear friends. Seeking for a connection, I sifted through my mail, anticipating the familiar, only to find the mundane trio of spam, advertisements, and unsettling death threats. Yet, within this sea of monotony, a peculiar message emerged: "Those who brave the swamp may find salvation amongst its wetland." There was no mistaking the author – it had his signature all over it. Intrigued, It was the time for an adventure. - The forest welcomed me, but not in the usual way. It felt as if the very air had thickened, a duality of cruelty and malice lingering. Memories resurfaced, harkening back to Almaris by the inferi stronghold in the desert, where a laboratory held a sinister gas that transformed all it touched into beasts. The red lighting, reminiscent of a world we once explored evoked caution. Unlike our previous encounter, my magic worked here, yet the red rain semed hauntingly familiar. A silent warning echoed in my mind – beware of that place. - Undeterred, the swamps beckoned, an unusual choice for someone who rarely ventured into such peculiar realms. A conversation certainly overdue, a necessity that transcended the ordinary. It was comforting to reunite, even if his response "Vor" sent a shiver down my spine as I explained to him the plane I once visited. I hope that the fruit I brought with me would bridge the gap to that ominous world, for without my magic, I am defenceless, and revisiting that realm is a prospect I dread. A silent caution whispered – avoid the castle and the forest, where the red lighting holds the power to kill, just as it once claimed me and those poor souls I was unable to protect. - To my surprise, he lingered longer than expected, breaking the habitual pattern of transient connections. Was it caution or trauma, I wondered, as he accompanied me to obtain the fruit from the realm before. A pact unfolded, and in return, I found myself willingly sacrificing for a power whispered to surpass even that of Gods. "I vow not to pursue this insatiable hunger for power at the expense of a cherished life" I declared, my words falling on deaf ears. "It is not my choice to make. Fate has bound our paths to cross" he repsonded, sealing my fate with an inevitability beyond my control. [!] A drawing of the world described below What transpired exceeded the boundaries of imagination – a realm shrouded in pestilence, creatures fashioned from rotten flesh, trees dripping with coagulated blood, and a landscape teeming with spores of pus. This wasn't a mere vision; it felt as if we were physically present, not just in mind but in body. A simple jar of that disease-laden air transported to Aevos would spell catastrophe. He spoke the truth; this power surpassed that of Gods themselves.
  5. Issued as of 14th of Snow's Maiden 170 SA Dear Celia'nor, In the realms of Aevos, both the mundane and the extraordinary, encompassing mortals and immortals alike, we refrain from entangling ourselves in political disputes. Our purpose is not to engage in the trivialities of political discord, but rather to uphold balance— balance in all things. When creation prevails excessively, destruction must inevitably follow, and when destruction overshadows, creation must rise. Our observations span epochs, predating even the destruction of Almaris. We bore witness to the Haelunorian coup d'état and the subsequent attempt at genocide, prompting necessary intervention. Similarly, we observed the internal struggles of Celia'nor, witnessing the equilibrium achieved through internal forces, leading to both destruction and creation. Yet, it is now apparent that the leaders of Celia'nor are embarking on another pursuit of dominance and destruction without demonstrating the necessary creation to maintain balance. Therefore, we issue the following ultimatum: Adhere to the principles of equivalent exchange to ensure the equilibrium of these realms. Cease pointless hostilities, for there shall be no unilateral conquest by any race, as we are all equals. Should you seek to conquer, it is imperative to reciprocate with creation. Destruction must be accompanied by a corresponding act of creation. We impose no specific timeframe, but compliance is expected. Failure to comply will prompt action, as we cannot permit your existence to undermine the delicate balance we strive to uphold. Signed, No one
  6. 𝒜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒞𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓏𝑒𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝓊𝓃𝓌𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐵𝑒𝓎𝑜𝓃𝒹 Recent reports have been made that a large bundle of Lume Ferrets is becoming increasingly hostile within the city of Dunwen. They have been reported to be causing trouble and destroying public property. I and the other Ferret Meisters of Solheim have attempted to investigate this string of events and have found ourselves face to face with an aggravated bundle of Lume Ferrets that promptly drove us off. I, Captain Vicnan Hawkins, Head Ferret Meister, am posting missive with hopes of finding willing citizens of Dunwen and possible adventurers and critter lovers from beyond to help us investigate these strange occurrences. We suspect that there may be an outside source that is causing their aggression, and we would greatly appreciate any help that can be given. (Note. Any help from the Druids would be greatly appreciated.) This Event will take place on Thursday, February 15, at 6 pm EST. Please meet at the Town Hole in Dunwen at least 30 minutes before the set start time.
  7. ☩ ☩ ☩ "Will pride prevent peace? . . ." Over the last month I have penned hundreds of letters and corresponded with every Canonist Leader within the FAITHFUL FLOCK. While I have seen truths and lies among these, and heard sympathies and belittlements my offers remain the same. I will reiterate them publicly so all the FAITHFUL not just the KINGS and QUEENS may understand our position. Our people that choose to remain in the MIDDEN live in FEAR of not just their lives but their very SOULS. We understand that foul magic has made its way into the highest recesses of the HAENSETI court and invested the TSAR. They live with the constant threat of evil looming over them and stealing not just their livelihood and home but that of their children. Because of this… We, the Winburgh Uprising, men and women (formerly called soldiers of Midden, and now resign ourselves simply to be WARRIORS of GODAN) will lay down our arms if the following conditions are met: An occupying force other than that of the HAENSETI EMPIRE takes control of the city, overseen by the HOLY MOTHER CHURCH. An independent and NON-BIASED investigation is launched into the case of ALEKSANDR consorting with the LICH. Furthermore, I, SIR RADMIR MONTALT, will (if sworn on Holy Relics our offer will not be backpedaled) offer myself as hostage to the alliance so long as my host is not of HAENSE. If these conditions are met, my soldiers will STAND DOWN, and follow all terms of agreement. This offer stands, lives will not have to be lost, the security of your nations does not have to be compromised. We, the people of Midden, entrust our lives to the FAITHFUL. There is nothing that justifies an unjust massacre, will the pride of the HAENSETI prevent the Covenant from PEACE? -SIR RADMIR MONTALT
  8. @siglms_ Mi challenge the honor of Krimpgoth agh hiz decizion, uzing the negleckful example of the foreign Onizhiman Uruks, and pardoning the Petra whitewazh whoze faith iz in the burs gods of Krug's enemies, agh who iz nub committed to the zacred zpirit of Krug, the Old Popo and Spirit Popo. A collectiun of beliefz is more like a confuzed zpirit than one who grukz its purpose. Any Orc that does not conform to the path ub Krug and their ancestors is lozt and haz fallen to the darknezz. I intend to challunj Druz the Krimpgoth to an honor klomp until he exhibits regret for his actions and seeks absolution in Krug and the Ancestor Spirits. Forgiving a deluzional brudda is nub an act of compazzion but rather an affirmation of their diztorted world-peep and collekted religiouz beliefz. A zon of Krug ought to remain wit hiz kin and blood family who can better protect and guide him in life. If there is no honor among blood-bound relativez, then the blessingz of Krug have been lost from the Uzg. Unfortuunatly, an Elder haz to be the only ash to uphold the remaining honor among blood bruddas. Name the tik agh plaze. [This is a challenge to the spirit of the Krimpgoth decision to pardon Gob Ztabba-Zniffa (@MrMojoMordor) of Whitewash status despite his lack of faith in Krug and absence from the Fatherland of the Desert. If the Krimpgoth reverses his decision, the challenge will be resolved. It is not an attempt to claim the role of Krimpgoth.]
  9. Published; On the Eleventh of The Amber’s Cold "ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya” ✵ [!] This first missive is a public announcement to the staff of the Celia'norian Medicinal Clinic and the Celia’norian public. With the chilled winds, and growing turmoils that life brings forth, change is yearning to come for the better. Within the esteemed Celia'norian medicinal clinic, that for years have graced this very realm, by the distinguished Lady Irelia Py’lrie. With the declining health of her, it bears news that in the coming days Lady Irelia Py’lrie will step down from her position of Head Clinician. Ascending this position, Secondary Physician, Renna Py’lrie will now hold her newly appointed position of Head Clinician. For decades, have the Py’lrie woman of such prestigious Talonnii dedicated their lives to leading the clinic of their people and for the realm. Now once more will the torch be handed to the following generation of Py’lrie, pleading the solemn responsibility of safeguarding the health and well-being of Celia'nor's cherished populace, along with tending to the mundane maladies of everyday life to confronting the harrowing specter of dire injuries, Her service shall be revered and held in the highest esteem within the Principality of Celia’nor. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 ✵ _______ AY’PUERAN; Her Ladydship, Irelia Py’lrie, Laurir Kaliri of the Esteemed Royal Council;Matriarch of the prestigious Evarir Talonnii, The Py’lrie, of the Principality of Celia’nor Lady Renna Py’lrie, Head Clinician of the Celia'norian medicinal clinic of the Principality of Celia’nor
  10. Vikelain or Silachian Silachian is a mixture of Elvish and Auvergian. It has a sort of southern flare on top of that. For a more OOc dive, Silchian is a mixture of Lotc Eleven mixed with Lousiana Creole. From deep avuergene roots as well as wood elven ties to the community With this base, it creates a softer, more elegant sounding language with a tone that sounds like water rushing. Rather than more earthy tones, there should be hardly any guttural or rough words used within Silachian. History and Synopsis The words of the sword are translated as Silachin in the language of the protected people. From its founding family, one auvergne & Farfolk woman and one Wood elf, these phrases are both fluid like a swing and sharp to the tongue.. It is interesting to note that the founding couple frequently transitioned between these linguistic influences, which led to a momentous event when a human observer inadvertently interchanged the two terms. This serendipitous mistake has endured through the passage of time. Today, Silachian has become an integral part of the linguistic heritage of Vikela. It can be heard echoing through the streets of Vikela, where it is cherished as a language that is not only well-known but also passed down through generations, embodying a unique and enduring fusion of linguistic traditions. Definition: Auvergnian, interchangeably known as Auvergnat by those who are fluent in it, is a well-known human language. The dialect is famous throughout the various realms of Oren and Aeldin for being crowned the "Language of Love". Auvergnian is a soft, melodic, and yet arguably very complex dialect. Auvergnian is the same as real-life French. Definition: Elvish This language, known as Ancient Elven, was developed by the children of Malin after their establishment in Aegis and was used widely in the ancient world. Grammar For those of you want to fully immerse yourselves. Sentence Order: The common order of elvish sentences is Subject-Object-Verb. The apostrophe-’ : Used in certain cases and possibly dictates a certain pronunciation. Current known uses are: Denoting certain honorifics (such as sainted) Between a modifier and a verb Between a word and its suffixes (more on this below). With the word 'eyha' (and) to connect sentences and in terms of a list. -n makes such a word a noun -an plural AFFIXES & SUFFIXES Use of affixes: This has been shown to be a very important factor in Elven language. Elves tend to use multiple affixes to further define their nouns and verbs, rather than using separate words. For these, the following rules exist: Most affixes seem to have two forms, depending on whether or not the word it relates to ends or begins with a vowel. Suffixes often get added with an apostrophe between it and the word. If a word has multiple suffixes, there will only be an apostrophe between the full word and its last suffix. The priority for ordering the suffixes is least important to most important. So your root word is closer to the most important suffix. If a suffix is separated by an apostrophe, it inflects as if the last letter of the word it relates to was a consonant. -é Makes it past tense, for example: burn - bril / burnt - brilé -s makes it present continuous, -s is followed by the Simple Present word’s vowel, for example: Pèdi - miss / Pedé - missing / Pèdis - Missing Adding “Will - Te” will make the sentence future tense, as the verb does not need a special addition. For example:“Mo te anwo twa ne’pleure…zusna.” - “I will not cry over you...*******.” :) “Burn *****!” “Sluzes Bril!” FAMILY AND PEOPLE Mamon: Mom Malda: Dad Sèsa: Sister Bresen: Brother Tonton: Uncle Tant: Aunt Nès: Niece Nef: Nephew Gra’Malda: Grandpa Gra'Mama: Grandma Numbers un, in - one Dé - two trò, trwa - three Kat - four Sink - five Sis - six Sèt - seven Wit - eight Nèf - nine Dis - ten mu'dis - 100 te'ludis-1000 Much like the grammatical structure, numbers are structured similarly to elvish for double digits and beyond (i.e three-onehundred-five-ten-four). ' is used to link a number with its value for 10, 100 and 1000. Adding the Mu- (very) to add to the beginning of a number to make it ma-single point value. ( Values of Ten). Example Mukat'dis (40,) Musis'dis (60) MuNèf'dis (80). Examples So 14 (fourteen) is Dis'kat [10.4] 40 (forty) is Mukat'dis [10.4] 174 is Mudis'musetdis'kat [100.70.4] COMMON PHRASES & SENTENCES Bonayla! - Hello Heyalez afær? - How are things? heya ça va? - How are you doing? Çé ayla , byin. - I’m good, thanks. Mo byin. - Thank you / Thanks. Ou’Venle - You’re Welcome Twa plitar. - See you later. Svenayla - Goodbye Sven - Bye Mo Mayli twa. - I love you. Swènn-tali. - Take care. Bonayla. - Good Morning Bonker. - Good night avyonii - Little fighter Ti - Yes Ne - No Une gueule de Vallitier - A mouth like holy water fountain (used to describe an ugly man) Une figure lenpomme cuite - A face like a baked apple (used to describe an attractive woman) Pauvres diables - poor devils (used to mock poor people) Un berrbleur - a hot air shooter Un tonnerre a la voile - an unruly person Frou-frou - giddy/ Over dramatic/snobby Menterlien - a lie/liar valllo toujou couri vallhiuw. - The water always goes to the river Coupé zoré milet fait pas faesu. - Cutting off the mule’s ears doesn’t make it a horse Compé Torti va doucement, mais li rivé coté bite pendant Compé Chivreil apé dormi. - Tortoise goes slowly, but he arrives at the barrel while Roe Deer is sleeping. beloun conné sir qui bois l'apé frotté. - The pig knows well on which wood it will rub. Chirr jappô li pas morde. - The barking dog doesn’t bite. Charre brilé pair di feu. - The burnt cat is afraid of fire. Bouki fait gombo; lapin mangé li. - The goat makes the gumbo; the rabbit eats it. Cila qui rit Un lensuloem va pleuré a liewy’ento: . - Whoever laughs on Friday will cry on Sunday. Craché nen laire, li va tombé enhaut vou nez. - Spit in the air, and it will fall on your nose. Vikela an coime en ito - There is a problem in Vikela OBSENTIES (even though LOTC forums will censor this ) ****(Fword): Vexna Shit(poop) : Bix *****(female dog): Sluzes Damn: Acke Ass / ******* (butt) : Zusna Idiot: Ich'me Mother Fucker (mfo): Vex’ma A- Z UNSORTED WORDS. Pronouns: You -mo’ /twa Your - mou’ / Twu We - no’ Which - ki Her - L’leh She - L’ He - Li’ Him -Li’leh I / Me - o This - Thes Who / What / Where - heya’ Our - min Adjectives: Strong - Ceru Weak - Cerune Good - ayla Bad- dyab Later - plitar Old: Ulde Young - Yeune Happy - alèz Confused - ailmathé Sad - melte Angry - furêrion Dainty - Zehp Adverbs: Only - unsel Not - ne’ Out - soti There - Ito Slowly - doucement Very - Mu Nouns / plural Nouns: Action - Aksyon Boat - Amonn’narn Bread - Wehn'tehral Books - Indora Devils/Evil - Diables Expertise - Ekspètiz Forest - Amebwa Fountain - Vallitier Hunter - Lovi Keeper - Gadyem Knowledge - Konesans Mail - Kouryèl Magic - Maji Melody - Ayl’lenniel Midnight - Lin Milk - Valein Moon - Minwi Problem - Coime / Problems - Coimes Red Rose - Wouj’Miruel River - Vallhiuw Side - Coté Sugar - Suika Time - Enet Troubles- Resahnae Vallitier - Fountain - Water- Vallo Milk- Valein - Wind - Bientu Offerings - ofrann Sentiments - santiman Season - sézon Branch - galadh Verbs: Present Simple Tense Past Tense Present Progressive — -é -s Is - di Was - Pranvan (An exception) — Do -fe Did - fé Doing - fes Have - Par Had - Paré Having - Pares Say - psan Said - psané Saying - psans Arrive - riv Arrived - rivé Arriving - rives Stumble - b’ite Stumbled - b’ité Stumbling - b’ites Bite- morde Bit - mordé Biting - mordes Eat - mange Ate - mangé Eating - manges Cry - pleure Cried - pleuré Crying - pleures Hate - Haite Hated - haité Hating - haites Love - mayli Loved - maylé Loving - maylis Like - Mayte Liked - mayté Liking - maytes Know - conne Knew - conné Knowing - connes Burn - brile Burnt - brilé Burning -Briles Care- Tali Cared- Talé Caring - Talis Blossom (flower)-Lapr Blossomed- Laprès Blossoming Lapres miss - Pèdi Missed-Pedé Missing-Pèdis Confuse - ailmahta Confused- ailmathé Confusing - ailmathas Send - alta Sent - alté Sending - altas Go - couri Went - couré Going - couris Talk - goulren talked - goulré Talking - goulres Wave - Anuh'Hiuw Waved - Anuh’Hiuwé Waving - Anuh’Hiuwes Blow - iheiuh Blowed - iheiuhé Blowing - iheiuhes Will - te Would - té Willing - tes Go - couri Went - couré Going - couris Sleep - dormi Slept - dormé Sleeping - dormis Tuck - kach Tucked - kaché Tucking - kaches Dance - danse Danced - dansé Dancing - danses Wear - mete Wore - meté Wearing - metes Carry - pote (To carry something.) cradle-bèl) Carried - poté Carrying - potes Whisper - chitchot Whispered - chitchoté Whispering - chitchotes Pass- pui Passed - pué Passing - puis Paint- peintiye Painted - peintiyé Painting - peintiyes Lay - pose Laid - pozé Laying - poses Bark- jappô Barked - jappé Barking - jappôs Spit - crach (Spit out - Crachoti) Spat - craché (Spat out - Crachéti) Spitting - craches (Spitting out - Crachotis) (In poker) Going all in - Mog Modal Verbs: Should - Dwe Can - Ka Could - Ké Will - Te / Would - Té May - Cen Determiners / Pre-Determiners: The- le / La Such/More - ma- All - ‘tuva Some - kèk Each / Every - ilye Preposition: Of - nun Up - anoh For - pra By - Pa- On - sou’ ( on the- so’le) Like - tankou (“I feel like …..”) About - larenn In - en Over - anwo To - u- (For example: “Me u-couri minwi” - I go to the moon) Beneath - anba With - gavec Down- nadbas Under - neledh Conjunction: And - ehya But - mais Idiom Tali- (infront of a word is part of Derived from elvish) Government Titles / Ranks etc: Government - Gouvènman Council - Conseil Internal - Zefen Internal affairs (internal time) - Zefen’enten Minister - Minstie Knight - Chevalye The Keeper of Books better known as the librarian - Gadyem Indoran Lawmaker - Magi’se House mafia - Mennaj Noble - Noblesse Official - Ofisyèl Writer - Puerith Warrior - lwa Healer - Traiteur Queen - Reîne King - Kondé Princess - Prinsès Prince - Prins Regent- Rejant Heir - Eritye Grand Duke - Gran Dyòk Duke - Dyok Duchès-duchess Count -count countess- Counte Baron- Baron Baroness- L’Baronès Lordship Mesir Ladyship-Mesiris Majesty -Majeste Citizen - sityen When addressing individuals of nobility or higher social status: Grace -Gras [ Your grace- Mou’Gras] Majesty - Majeste (Your majesty- Mou’Majeste) Animals: Deer -Chivreil Rabbit - Lappin Sheep - dòmi Pig - Beloun Goat -Bouki Horse - roch wolf/dog-Chirr Panda-Talibulous Cat -Charre Turtle - Torti Llama- lama Bird - aiweau Days- Following lotc calendar days Sunday - Dimanch Monday - Lendi Tuesday - Madi Wednesday - Mèkredi Thursday - Jedi Friday - Vandredi Saturday - Samdi Next Saturday- Samdi’ento Colours: Red - Mirouj Blue - Blevall Yellow - Aurijòn Purple - Valvyol Pink - Belssezrou Black - Nwa White - Iwan Green - Vèttaynei Orange - Orayl Brown - Caros MALE & FEMALE NAMES Female Names Adeline - Noble Aeliana - Sunlight Amaia - High Place Amara - Immortal Amethysta - Jewel/amethyst Anais - Grace Arcadia - Paradise Astridelle - Beautiful Star Azura - Sky Blue Belphoebe - Fae princess Blythe- Carefree Calista - Most Beautiful Caelia - Heavenly Celestia - Heavenly Chantal - Song Cosette - Little Thing Danica - Morning Star Delphine - Dolphin Eirwen - White Snow Elestria - Starlight Elaria - Enchanting Song Elowen - Elm Tree Evadne - Pleasing One Fiora - Flower Flora- floral Genevieve - Tribe Woman Gwidhiel - Of the Light Heloise - Famous Warrior Hithiel - Running water Isabeau - My oath Isabelette - Devoted Isoluna - Moonlight Jalindë - Beauty Jolie - Pretty Katriel - Crown of gold Khanyisile - Illuminated Kelindra- Leika - Warrior of peace Leza - Joyful Lilithia - Night Demon Lirael - Song of Gold Medea - Clever Melusine - Enchanting Water Mignon - Cute, Darling Mireille - To admire Mwari - Goddess Naiara - Radiant Nymeria - Lady of the Water Nyxira - Night Goddess Oseye - Noble Olwethu - Our Own Phumelele - Achieve Perdita - Lost Qondiswa - Understand Quenmirë - Elf of Jewels Rilindë - The Songs we Sing Ravenna -Raven Roshaera - bright like the sun. Rhianwen - maiden Seraphite - Fiery Angel Serenelle - Starry Sylvara - Nymph Solange - Solemn Solara - Solar, Sunlike Tindra - Sparkle Thalassa - Sea Urania - Muse Uzuri- Splendor Valkyrie - Chooser of the Slain Vespera - Evening Star Violette - Purple Vivienne - Life within Wyneth - Fair Wande - Family grows Winslet - victorious Wynonia - Xiomara - Ready for Battle Xolile - Forgiving Yveline - Yew Wood Yávië - Sprouted from unknown Zafira - Victorious Zarina - Golden Queen Zephyra - Gentle Breeze Zephyrine - West Wind Zenobia - Force of Nature Male names Ahmanu - Notable leader Akuni - Brave Babptise - Baptized Bakari - Promise Bayo - Crown Bilal - Born during the day Chuki - Spirit Cyprian - From Cyprus Cyprin - Cyprus Caden: "Spirit of Battle" or "Fighter" Cyril: "Lordly" or "Masterful" Cassius: "Empty" or "Vain" Calixte: "Most Beautiful" or "Very Beautiful" Celestin: "Heavenly" or "Of the Sky" Coltrane: Possibly a combination of "Coal" and "Strong" Chevalier: "Knight" or "Horseman" Chavez: "Hawk" Corentin:or "Hurricane" Darian - Upholder of the good Edwige - Battle warrior Endymion - Man of the east Estel - Hope Elario - Noble one Folarin - Walk with wealth Faelan - Little wolf Guylian - Variant of Julien Gareth - Gentle Halim - Patient Hadrian - Dark-haired Idris - Interpreter or studious one Ignatius - Fiery Ikechu - God's strength Iniko - Born during troubled times Jafari: - Stream or creek Jareth - Blend of Jared and Gareth Kaev - Life Kael - Mighty warrior Kofi - Born on Friday Loike - Delightful - devirved from Luke Luthando - Love Mael - Chief or prince Nkosi - King or ruler Nyarai - Be humble Olanrewaju - My wealth is moving forward Orpheus - Darkness (mythological figure) Osiris - Egyptian god of the afterlife and rebirth Pemba - White Paka - Cat Panya - Mouse (Swahili) Pascal - Easter Patrice - Noble Porthos - Musinteers Peregrin - Traveler Prospero - Successful Quddus - Holy Quenten - Variant of Quentin Quillon - The best of the swords Quirin - warlike Quillan - Cub Remy - Oarsman Rudo - Love Razi - Secret Raoul - Wolf council, strong as a wolf René - Reborn Rylan - Island meadow Samwise - Half-wise Sebastien - Revered or venerable Tariro - Hope Thandolwethu - Our love Thierry: "ruler of the people." Teo: A short form of Theodore, meaning "gift of God." Tariq "morning star" or "he who knocks at the door." Theron: Chase Tevin Thaddeus:courageous." T'vian Toulouse Tarien Ulysse: "to be angry" or "to hate." Uriel: Fire of spirit Urbain: "city dweller" Ugo: form of Hugh, meaning "heart, mind, spirit." Urianthé: "Enchanting Star" Ulysarion: "Seeker of Wisdom" Ulfarine: "Noble Forest Guardian" Umbrelleth: "Veiled Luminescence" Urendelle: "Radiant Blossom" Ullianthé: "Luminous Dreamer" Umbrosien: "Shadowy Sage" Ullianthilde: "Starlit Grace" Umbertien: "Regal Enchanter" Uzoma - Good road or way Vuyo - Happiness or joy Winslet - Joyful victory Wulfric - Wolf power Xandriel - Elf of splendor Xolani - Peace Yannick - Variant of Jean, meaning God is gracious Yves - Yew wood Yannael - Combination of Yann Yorick - Variant of George Yarrow - A flowering plant often associated with healing Yrian - Variant of Brian Zephyr - West wind Zaire - River in Lurin Zuberi - Strong Zephyr - West wind Zenon - Variant of Zenos, Zethana This language is subject to change and be updated. This was such a fun project to head with the lovely people of Vikela. We orgianzied this is a way we thought made more sense. We recommend you have your sentence, and then move it to subject object verb so you have a clear understanding. Most Vikelian will only be using common phrases rather then full sentences.
  11. 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓱 𝓗𝓪𝓼 𝓑𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓭 Published; On the Eleventh of Malin’s Welcome of Year 160 upon the Second Age “ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya” 𝒜 𝒩𝑒𝓌𝓁𝓎 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒫𝒽𝓎𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒞𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒾𝒸 In the grand and hallowed halls of Celia'nor, under the august guidance of Her Ladyship Irelia Py'lrie, distinguished Laurir Kaliri of the Royal Council and the venerable steward of the esteemed Celia'norian medicinal clinic, a noble decree now graces the realm. With unfettered pride and boundless joy, this missive bears testament to announce the advancement of a secondary physician to soon partake in the noble service of the medical practice. Lady Renna Py’lrie, from the esteemed prestigious Evarir, Py’lrie Talonii has pledged her alliance to the solemn responsibility of safeguarding the health and well-being of Celia'nor's cherished populace, along with tending to the mundane maladies of everyday life to confronting the harrowing specter of dire injuries, Her service shall be revered and held in the highest esteem within the Principality of Celia’nor. ✵ _______ AY’PUERAN; Her Ladydship, Irelia Py’lrie, Laurir Kaliri of the Esteemed Royal Council; Head Clinician, and Matriarch of the prestigious Evarir Talonnii, The Py’lrie, of the Principality of Celia’nor
  12. The Paradisian Court presents… THE CHAMBERLAINS GRAND TUVMAS BALL C.1956 [!] Ornaments that adorn the Tuvmas tree in the square. INTRODUCTION As such jolly, though joyous times befall upon our beloved Nation the Chamberlain and the Alba Council saw it was time to host a ball. Despite the brutal times that have befallen us, we host such an event to uplift the spirits of many. We ask that everyone in attendance wear Red and Green to symbolize the primary colors of Tuvmas. We invite our allies the covenant of five to join us in these festivities. May GOD guide us to peace and harmonious days. I T I N E R A R Y Tuvmas Welcome Reception Guests are ushered into the Whitespires walls and arrive at the Tuvmas-like wonderland, greeted by carolers and warm Tuvmas beverages and trinkets to kick off the festive spirit. Royal Tuvmas Address by King John I Gathering in the grand hall as His Royal Majesty, King John I delivers a heartfelt Tuvmas address, expressing gratitude, sharing Tuvmas traditions, and invoking the spirit of joy within our nation. Twilight Ice Skating Extravaganza As the Royal Tuvmas Address concludes and the night begins to fall, guests and citizens are once again ushered outside of the palace to enjoy a magical ice skating session under the twinkling Tuvmas lights, creating a picturesque winter scene. Twinkling Midnight Ballroom The night culminates in a grand ballroom celebration, featuring a mix of Tuvmas classics and contemporary tunes, allowing guests to dance the night away in Aaunic style. The final dance shall be the Golden Dragon, a traditional Aaunic dance. INVITATION LIST NOBILITY OF AAUN His Serene Highness, Ferdinand Barclay, Grand Prince of Minitz @HugoAntero His Highness, Johannnes von Alstreim, Prince of Merryweather His Lordship, Siegmund von Reuss, Margrave of Velen @Timer Her Ladyship, Olympe-Regina Dieuxmont de Rosius, Marichoness of Haute-Epine @Axelu His Grace, Jànos Ivanovich, Duke of Stan @Mattiii His Lordship, Wacław Jazlowiecki, Count of Warsovia @ratlordmagic His Lordship, Grzmichuj Jazlowiecki, Baron of Triglav @Mykei His Lorship, Robert Matyas, Baron of Gotfridcher @alien_mc His Excellency, Ferdinand de Lewes, Baron of Virdain, Lord Chancellor of Aaun @Mattiii His Excellency, Emilio Varoche, Vice-Chancellor of Aaun @Enlightenment OUR ALLIES, AND FRIENDS ACROSS LANDS His Royal Majesty, Aleskander II King of Haenseti-Ruska and Citizens of Haense @Mio His Royal Majesty, Adrien I, King of Balian and Citizens of Balian @ErikAzog His Grandness, Garedyn The Emerald, Grand King of Uruguan and Citizens of Urguan @_RoyalCrafter_ Her Majesty, Catherine I, Queen of the Commonwealth of the Petra and Citizens of the Petra @Zaerie His Highness, Cesar II de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia and Citizens of Hyspia @Wavey SIGNED, Her Excellency, Clementine Francisca of Salia, Lady Chamberlain of Paradisian Court Her Ladyship, Lauréne Renaulta Adelaide Ashford de Savoie-Lewes, Grand Reveller of The Paradisian Court
  13. THE KANINOKYŌ 霊の経 The Yasu-Tori 安鳥 AETHER AND VOID 空と無 1. As the Mind seeks enlightenment, so too does the Maker. Ineffable in purpose is He; ineffable in presence more. He is as the eye which cannot see itself. He is as the mirror which underlies the reflection. He is the Ruminator. 2. In contemplation, the many are sundered. In resolution, the many become whole. It is from the Meditation that the Masanryū gives rise. It is from the Masanryū that the Maker becomes us all. 3. As the One embodies the Two, so the Two comprise the One. Aether and Void manifest as primordial Forms. They are as the Crest and Trough; everything falls between. Such is the nature of the Ryū - the Flow, the Ripple. 4. The Aether embodies what is - the truest and most pure existence. Aether is Energy. Aether is Work. Aether is Doing. Aether is Everything. 5. The Void embodies what is not - the truest and most pure emptiness. Void is Potential. Void is Rest. Void is Undoing. Void is Nothing. 6. Sun and Moon. Life and Death. Wind and Earth. Fire and Water. Listed and Unlisted. All possess the qualities of Aether and Void; all are derivative Forms. 7. Illusory is the nature of these Forms. Bound by causality, they are impermanent and subject to change; what is inconstant cannot be real. Verily, Forms mask the Exalted Nature of existence. Form is the symbolic mirage of a limited vessel. 8. Of both Aether and Void, the Harmonious Man is neither extreme. Limitless is His imaginative soul, where finite is His rational body. In tune with Ryū, He finds balance just as nightfall tempers scorching sands. VIRTUE AND SIN 美徳と罪 9. Virtue is as Aether, for Virtue must maintain presence. Sin is as Void, for Sin must retain absence. He who treats Virtue as Sin and Sin as Virtue disrupts the harmony of the Meditation. 10. With acts of commission, Virtue is more sweet a perfume than the fragrance of incense and sage. With acts of omission, Virtue’s sweet perfume may never be reveled. 11. With acts of commission, Sin is more bitter a stench than the fetid rot of decay. With acts of omission, Sin’s bitter stench need never be languished. 12. He who acts with moderation retains the center. In balance, He does what ought to be done and refrains from what mustn't. Merit follows both He and His actions. 13. He who acts with extremism pulls from the center. Out of balance, He does what ought not be done and refrains from what must. Vice follows both He and His actions. 14. It is thus that the Cosm yearns for correction. Void alleviates the Vice of Aether as mighty winds erode obstructing stones. Aether alleviates the Vice of Void as a mighty boulder shields from coursing winds. THE SAGE AND THE FOOL 賢者と道化師 15. The Sage understands Truth as Truth, and Untruth as Untruth. The Sage is clear of mind and is unyielding like a great mountain. 16. The Sage, in knowing truth, will embody Virtue and abstain from Sin. In knowing right from wrong, and acting rightly, the Sage is truly blessed. In knowing right from wrong, and acting wrongly, the Sage is truly damned. 17. The Fool mistakes Truth as Untruth, and Untruth as Truth. The Fool is clouded in thought and wavers like an unsteady branch. 18. The Fool in mistaking truth, will embody Sin and omit Virtue. In mistaking right from wrong, and acting rightly, the Fool is a lucky Fool. In mistaking right from wrong, and acting wrongly, the Fool is a Fool indeed. 19. Virtue is not Sin. Truth is not Untruth. Thus, be wary of the Fool lest he cloak the mind in a dense fog, whereby no direction may be discerned. 20. So it is that the Wise Man need not falter amidst blame nor praise. In walking the meritorious path, the Sage peers beyond the faux semblance of the World. In grasping salt without wounds, he suffers no sting. 21. Verily, in quieting the delusions of the Meditation, the Sage becomes as silent and tranquil as the Mountain Lake. In holding no respect for silence, The Fool babbles without end akin to an everlasting gale. ANGUISH 苦悩 22. Suffering is the root of Sin; it is preceded by vain desires and aversions. The Sinner languishes in an attempt to control what is beyond His power. The Sinner fights everything to maintain ego. The Sinner has Anguish. 23. He who dreads the uncertainty of the Future clings to the certainty of the Past. He who forsakes the Past clings to the prospect of the Future. He ignores the Present. 24. He who suffers physical pain, and is tortured, is hindered by the notion of the body’s permanence. Adverse to the sensation, He decries the impediment of His vessel and abandons the volition of His Kani. He cannot endure. 25. He who pursues vulgar passions is adverse to the truth of the sober mind. In craving indulgent pleasures, He cannot bear to be as He is, and so gluttons Himself with externals. In injuring Himself, He suffers the same. 26. Like the Fool, He who has Anguish misunderstands falsehoods as truth. He mistakes the unessential as essential; He is burdened by the meaningless. His mind is murky like a sticky bog. 27. Akin to a warped strip of cedar, He who has Anguish is vulnerable in all things. He is riddled with quandaries, and so it is that The Deceiver makes play of Him. He is the pity of the Heavens. 28. The Untouchable is one of true Anguish. A being of pure ego, He has become blinded to the Other. He laments the Body and He laments the Soul. In pursuit of respite, He forsakes both. 29. The Untouchable is the ultimate villain. He treats both Himself, and the Other, as the Enemy. He is dear to nothing. He has become Sin manifest. He is as the all-devouring flames of Hell. SOLACE 安らぎ 30. Harmony is the root of Virtue; it is preceded by goodwill and selflessness. The Exalted is in tune with all, and harbors true spontaneity. Unable is anxiety and doubt to sully His purpose. The Virtuous have Solace. 31. He who embraces the uncertainty of the Future need not cling to the certainty of the Past. He who honors the Past need not yearn for the Future. He is Present in all things. 32. He who has Solace resonates with the Great Ripple. With true attunement, He is diligent in doing what must be done, and refrains from what must not. In casting no ripple of His own, He is as the World. He shall endure. 33. He who is enlightened desires and is adverse to nothing which is beyond His power. In humor with the World, He desires for events to happen only as they do happen. He takes only what comes to Him, and projects only His own merit. 34. Like the Sage, He who has Solace understands truth as truth. He does not mistake the essential for the unessential; He never dwells upon the meaningless. His mind is pure like a glacial stream. 35. Akin to an august Mountain, He who has Solace is impervious in all things. He has no quarrels, and so it is that the Deceiver cannot overpower Him. He is the envy of the Heavens. 36. The Saint is one of true Solace. In relinquishing the chains of ego, He sees all Others. He languishes neither in Body nor Soul. Enlightened and pure, He embraces both. 37. The Saint is the ultimate hero. He treats both Himself, and the Other, as a Friend. He is dear to all things. He has become Virtue manifest. He is as the all-embracing joy of Paradise. THE VIRTUES 美徳たち 38. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Charity, who is emancipated from the greedy Vice. In recognizing the fleeting nature of Form, He yearns for only that which is within His power. Just as the sacred tome imparts wisdom without prejudice, so too does the Charitable Man impart compassion to all beings. 39. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Temperance, who is emancipated from the gluttonous Vice. In discerning harmony amidst moderation, He becomes a thrall to no external vulgarity. Just as the Lotus sheds of its petals the morning dew, so too does the Temperate Man shed of Himself the worldly indulgences. 40. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Diligence, who is emancipated from the slothful Vice. In doing what must be done, and keeping the Void as Void, He keeps the heavens in good humor. Just as the sea persists in its endless crash, so too does the Diligent Man persist in His righteous deeds. 41. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Patience, who is emancipated from the wrathful Vice. In shackling the inner beast from reckless slaughter, He finds fault with no being. Just as the purest of diamonds is without blemish, so too is the Patient Man without enemies. 42. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Humility, who is emancipated from the prideful Vice. In realizing the interdependence of all beings, His ego no longer conceals the Other. Just as the Sun yields for the rising of the Moon, so too does the Humble Man yield to the station of all sentient beings. 43. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Wisdom, who is emancipated from the ignorant Vice. In stifling delusion and espousing truth, He is mindful of His actions and thus preaches without guile. Just as the boulder is unburdened by moss, so too is the Wise Man unburdened by doubt and worldly tether. 44. Him I call indeed a Saint who walks the path of Courage, who is emancipated from the apathetic Vice. In confronting the many evils with absolute resolve, He places the well-being of the Other before the Self. Just as the coursing river defies obstruction, so too does the Courageous Man defy the Sin of the World. 45. It is thus that by embodying these Seven Virtues that the Man may settle his Spirit. In Solace, both Heart and Mind are clairvoyant. For, when the Soul is not in the least dulled, and His Kani bright, a Man may Resonate with the World. KANI 霊 46. Kani is a manifestation of will, both Spiritual and Physical. Just as the discarded stone imposes a ripple upon a still pond, so too does the will of Man ripple across the Cosm. Absent a stone cast, the pond shall remain still. 47. The vibrations of the Past ripple into the Present. The vibrations of the Present shall ripple into the Future. No being is liberated from the dependence of another. Such is the nature of Causality, and of Time. 48. He who vibrates at a constant tune discovers the consistency of rhythm. His mind is clairvoyant, and His path evident. Akin to a well-rigged barge, He cleaves through even the most turbulent of seas. This is the ripple of the Sage. 49. He who vibrates with erratic flux is without rhythm. His mind is clouded, and His path unclear. Akin to a floundering beast, he stagnates in the clutch of an unforgiving mire. This is the ripple of the Fool. 50. Bright Kani emits when Merit is attained, and in which no suffering can be felt. Blessings and good omen swell as a tide; those who embrace Ryū beget joy and relief. Anguish is not easily gained. 51. He who emits Kani most luminous becomes as the Sun. With Virtue does he aid all sentient beings to dispel the Mirage. The World gleams, just as dawn makes bright the morning pasture. 52. Dark Kani emits when Vice is attained, and in which men are tortured with suffering. Ill-omen envelops as a maelstrom; those who fight Ryū beget only more pain. Solace is not easily gained. 53. He who emits Kani most bleak becomes as an Eclipse. With delusion does he condemn all sentient beings into maintaining the deception. The World is left shrouded, just as dusk obscures what lies within the vale. 54. He who ripples shall be the master of its magnitude. Verily, the tune at which a Man chooses to vibrate is subject only to Himself. It is thus that He who rides the swell shall bear its crash. In staying to one’s course, Bright or Dark, one’s fate may be divined. THE REALMS OF SPIRIT 神の領域 55. What a Fool mistakes as the Self is what the Sage understands as Form. Though petals may flutter in mountain winds, it is the Mind that ascribes their qualities. 56. The Mind imparts value to Form, and rarely does the Mind hold regard for the Exalted Nature. It is from the projection of these unreal Forms that the Spirits manifest within the Heavens. 57. The Material Plane - the Heart, dwells at the center of creation. From the Heart does the Cosm derive its Kani. Indeed, the Spiritual Planes - the Maker’s Mind - are molded by the Heart. 58. It is thus that the Planes of Spirit derive their power from the Material Plane. So too are the godly beings of the Heavens subjected to the flow of Kani. 59. Tricky is The Deceiver who would cloud the mind. With great malice does She make fools of Men. She is as the encroaching thought. In disharmony, The Deceiver does flourish. Let not The Deceiver trick Man into owing reverence to what is unreal. 60. From this deception, confusion takes hold as a haze. The Meditation, unable to find Solace, is left in Anguish. Verily, the World is in such torment that even the Aenguls turn to Void. 61. It is thus that the Realms of Spirit are akin to a great garden. When neglected, its crop is hindered by the sprouting of weeds. And so it is that sin and Dark Kani sully the garden and detract from what is virtuous. 62. As a gardener uproots and buries injurious weeds, so it is that the Sage uproots and buries sinful Forms. In doing this, the garden may reap nutrients that fruit-bearing crops may take their place. THE PURE LANDS 浄土たち 63. Indeed, the World is without harmony. Too have the Planes of the Spirit been veiled with deception and ignorance. The Deceiver revels with sadistic delight. 64. As is the nature of Kani, salvation from this imbalance shall never occur without cause. All things remain dependent, and so it is that both Mind and Action shall foster the Pure Form. 65. In omitting Virtue, the World will mistake Aether as Void. In committing Sin, the World will mistake Void as Aether. The World rejoices when both Primordial Forms retain their intended natures. 66. The Pure Lands thus harbor those who embody the merit of Virtue and who are adverse to the vice of Sin. These Solar Men gleam, and their Bright Kani imparts aid to countless beings. 67. Just as the Sage may cultivate the Mind, so too may the Sage cultivate the Heart. In attending with grace, both the planes of the Material and Spiritual shall find themselves drawing closer to the Maker’s tune. 68. So it is that Paradise is not given, but cultivated. Man need not yearn for the Heavens, for the golden city of Zankara lies within every being’s grasp. Under the auspice of righteousness, Paradise may yet be attained at an instant. 69. In a resonant World, ALL beings are without Sin. Thus, by ushering Solace unto the Meditation, Solace is brought to no being. So it is, Paradise cannot exist except where there is an absence of Sin, and of suffering. REINCARNATION 輪廻転生 70. In life, it is the Body that shapes the Mind. In death, it is the Mind that shapes the Body. Kani persists through all Forms, and it is thus that the Soul begets a Form befitting its cumulative Kani. 71. Souls which fluctuate in their Kani flounder amidst a sea of like-minded beings. Riddled with uncertainties - they drown. In being the damnable Fool, they are condemned to the Moon, where they languish. 72. Souls which are persistent in their Kani traverse the Stream of Souls without bind. Certain are their motivations, and so it is that they cleave through the sea of fools to reach the shore befitting their nature. 73. The Material Plane reclaims He who is neither radiant nor dim, and who is attached to the delusion of His past life. In embodying worldly tether, He again cultivates His Kani amidst the Heart. 74. The Daemonic Planes entrap He who is pungent with the Dark Kani of the Void. In embodying a Sin, He becomes a harbinger of a most wretched Form. In subjecting Himself to torment, He writhes in despair. 75. The Aengulic Planes embrace He who is perfumed with the Bright Kani of the Aether. In embodying a Virtue, He becomes a champion of a most blessed Form. In subjecting Himself to pleasure, he revels in ignorance. 76. In fostering any such fate, Man expels Himself from Harmony. In clinging to any Sin or Virtue, he is as its servant. So it is that by surrendering the liberty of the Soul, He is as the arm being swung by the sword. 77. He who has Solace clings to no such delusion. In Solace does the truest of liberations blossom, for it is in Resonance that Man becomes neither Crest nor Trough. Verily, he is as the Ripple - flowing and clear of mind. Unfettered by Form, death cannot claim Him. HYPER-WAR 聖戦 78. The act of war is preceded by intent. The offense lies not in the act itself, but in the nature the Soul deems it as insulting. He who has Solace seeks only battles which are His own to control, and in which none suffer. 79. A Man who conquers Himself is more great a conqueror than the Emperors of eras past. Undefeatable is He, for with no army nor beast can a Man make master of the lands untamed. He is of Zankara. 80. Akin to a beast in nature, the Sinner ferments violence and strife in the pursuit of selfish cravings. The Sinner, in ushering Dark Kani, welcomes harm unto Himself while He harms others. He is of the Barbarian Kingdoms. 81. With murder, the Sinner commits an act of ultimate deprivation. He makes a claim to everything another held dear in but a singular act. The Murderer holds greater avarice than the most rapacious of Dwed. 82. The Untouchable, twisted and uncaring, perpetuates Kani that is overwhelmingly dim. Dead already, He is an embodiment of Sin - He is as the Void. Banishment can be the only recourse, lest the World break its tune. 83. The Saint, dear to Himself and to others, quells conflict amidst selfless endeavors. With compassion, he obliterates Vice. In fighting, he stems the flow of Dark Kani and tames its ravenous swell for both Victim and Villain. 84. He who has supplanted all Vice with Merit shall stand unwavering above all hindrances. Now a Solar Man, he looms as brightly as the heavens - his Golden Kani washes over those who would do Him harm. 85. Verily, the Hyper-Warrior of Zankara carries with him the two weapons of Virtue and Truth. He is the Saintly Sage, and by means of His triumph does He bring Harmony to the Barbarian Kingdoms. THE SWORD 剣 86. Just as the taint of the Blade is dullness, so too is the taint of Virtue inconsistency. Solace cannot be attained should one fail to cultivate Merit. It is thus that Man should forsake the illusions of the Deceiver, and become as the Sage. 87. Indeed, the path is not an easy path, for the Deceiver does well to lead Men astray. With continued attachment to Form, the thoughtless Man spreads His passions as dust. 88. With ignorance does He blunder. In mistaking delusions for freshly lit wood, He remains unaware that it will soon burn and turn to ash. That which he clings to will not last, and indeed, He will find bitterness. 89. From the steady practice of reflection and meditation may the Man become aware of His fleeting Form. Once clairvoyant, He becomes the Sword which cleaves through all impediments. He uncovers the Exalted Nature. 90. Verily, through understanding does Man gain true mindfulness. In mastering the Mind, He masters His Kani. He treats everything with detail, and with care. No longer does He error; ignorance is alien to Him. 91. In becoming the Saint, the ripple of Virtue flows throughout all ages. Indeed, the merit of this Kani is without measure. In detaching from Form and ego, His virtuous deeds transcend what is impermanent. His goodwill forever swells as a great tide. 92. In Solace does a Man understand that all beings, and no being, are given respite. The Saint entertains no notion that He had saved anyone; verily, He saves no one. He who understands this shall project Kani of such luminosity that even the Sun would appear dim. 93. Thus, where there is Solace, there is no Solace. Just as a Man abandons a vessel upon making shore, so it is that He must abandon the notion of Solace. For in Solace there is no Form nor Symbol. There is only the Exalted Nature - Resonance. MASANRYŪ マスアンリュウ 94. Just as Winter gives way to Spring, so too does the Maker shift between Aether and Void. With absence, the myriad beings of creation are sundered. With presence, all beings vanish as the era adjourns. 95. Verily, the very nature of existence is to traverse life and death. Day gives way to Dusk, and Night gives way to the Dawn. The Forms of the forlorn era are cast into oblivion, for there can be no end except where there is beginning. 96. The Sage frets not, for only the mirage perishes. The Forms which the Cosm assumes is unreal; it is as the dancing shadow upon a wall. Verily, the wall remains even as the shadow warps and subsides. 97. As the Heart gives form to the Heavens - the Mind, it is thus that the sum of Kani shapes the conscience of the Maker. The Kani of this era flows into the next. The Meditation continues without end. 98. In attaching to Form, the Mind deludes itself with the notion of permanence; only Anguish awaits. Just as man cannot halt the passage of time, so too is it futile to obstruct the shaping of the next Masanryū. 99. So it is that the eras are akin pyres. From cinders do they blaze with great hearth, and it is ash that persists beyond its snuff. And verily, it is ash that nourishes the foundation of the next era. 100. In recognizing the True Nature of the Cosm, Man becomes as the Masanryū. Verily, He resonates with Ryū and embraces the pull of the tides. Now indistinguishable from the Maker, He persists through all ages.
  14. [Disclaimer: This is a personal post detailing my character's mindset following an event and thus is not public information.] Cowardice. Weakness. Failure. The words rang through Albéric’s ears. Yet, he possessed little awareness of his surroundings. Before, he stood upon the weathered defences of a shamanist temple, but the storm that previously battered him had subsided. The cold rain and sea spray had been replaced by an intense heat that radiated anger, shame and disgrace. “I know this place,” he managed to utter through parched lips, hands purchasing a grip upon grains of sand. Years ago, the desert before him had appeared in a vision, rendered barren by the eternal watch of the sun overhead. It threatened to beat him into submission with every step, the heat scorching his calloused feet. The knight swore to walk this unforgiving path, even if the pain was too great a burden to withstand. And still, he had fallen in his stride, broken body coming to a halt in a barren wasteland. The figures in the distance, whom he sought to follow, grew further and further away, never wavering in their steps. “I-...” Barely a rasp escaped his dry mouth. He wondered, had the heat stolen his capacity to speak, or did he lack the courage to admit his folly? Perhaps it did not matter, for there was but one truth he now believed. I cannot do this. I’m little more than a disgrace. The sands rippled at the thought, threatening to swallow him whole. The knight felt himself sink, and part of him welcomed the enveloping embrace of judgment. “Now hold on there,” a pair of voices declared in unison, reaching into the sand to grasp a singular arm. Albéric wondered, who now clung to him, determined to rob a coward of his deserved fate. A woman spoke, “So easily you judge yourself. Yet, you gave me your hand when I was undeserving.” He recognised the shrill and noble tone and perceived an elegant figure, his blurred vision just about defining her face. She was a persistent individual who had suffered at the hands of betrayal and her own oppressive paranoia. Then, a man spoke. “You suffered a defeat, but there will be battles to come. Would you rob the realm of a sworn sword?” Again, he recognised the voice, touched by a tone of unmistakable pride. This figure was distorted and gravelly, like shattered limestone fragments someone sought to piece together again. He was a stubborn memory, felled in a war some considered righteous, others treacherous and immoral. “Who would judge me deserving of sympathy? What could a broken sword, who trampled his vows, possibly offer that permits his existence?” The two figures scooped Albéric across their shoulders, “You are more than your past mistakes,” again they spoke in unison. “It is cowardly to run in the face of fear, but it is worse still to bow one’s head and succumb to despair. You held on to us, now let us do the same.” They lifted him from the barren wastes and into the light. The broken knight’s feet found grip upon the dunes yet again, the figures who had hoisted him up now fading like a mirage. He looked back towards the light in the distance and the people he longed to follow getting further and further away. The digits upon his single hand clenched as he realised some strength remained, so he took another step. To make amends, first you must forgive yourself. Now walk, son. Those voices beckoned him like a divine chorus, crying out from beyond. Defeat stung, but life still clung to his body. Amidst the shattered ruins of the temple, Albéric awoke.
  15. Of Ash and Earth – By Law, Honor and Loyalty 20th of Tobias’ Bounty, Year 105 Second Age “All forces halt! We set camp here.” The commanding voices of the coalition army leaders echoed faintly in the ears of this aging man. Frankly, he did not even want to be here. But the King ordered and by law he was obliged. By honor he maintained a stern expression and his silence. By loyalty to those he left home back home he marched. The ruins of the two castles they sieged in the preceding months still looming in the distance, dark shadows against the pale moonlight on this evening. Weary dark grey eyes, lined with wrinkles from the many decades he had to shoulder. He glanced around camp, men and women gathered around their campfires if not asleep or on night watch duty. From all walks of life, each with their own path through time and existence. A wondrous thing indeed. Strange how a man finds time to contemplate such. But given the years of time he has been granted on this world… if there is nothing better to do with it, then why not dabble in philosophy. 21st of Tobias’ Bounty, early morning A horn blares, followed by drums thrumming in the early morning. Awoken, ate some cold rations, geared up. Breathed deeply for a minute to push out the pain in the bones and limbs. The years even wear down those with the most iron constitution. Such is the fate of humans. “Assemble, assemble! The enemy is on the march!” Now in the early light of the morning everyone was the same. Drab in heavy plate armor that rubs open the skin and makes muscles sore at the end of the day. Good protection, but uncomfortable. Better safe than dead though. The column began to move. 21st of Tobias’ Bounty, midday They circled them like vultures. But vultures wait, these didn’t. Pelted with arrows and javelins, the lines marched forward. And back. And forward. Whenever the King and his men commanded. “Headless chickens.” The man murmured. His heart was pumping. Not of joy, not of anger, not of disdain. But only because it was a physical exercise. At that age to be expected. Cursed heavy armor. “Formation about face!” the command comes. The column turned and so did he. By law, honor, and loyalty. 21st of Tobias’ Bounty, early afternoon Frantic and in disarray. The King was struck down. Alive? The remaining forces remained composed. Into a forest they went. And then back out they marched into the open fields, through a tunnel. But the vultures were always present, picked at them. Back and forth. The man eyed the men on his left and right to whom he has grown accustomed. Left one was the same. Right one… was a different face. Closed up the gap, the youngster who was there earlier was no more. Likely bled out in the forests they just left behind. “Headless chickens.” The man grumbled. “Troops, about! We march for the forest!” the command came again. By law, honor, and loyalty, he marched. 21st of Tobias’ Bounty, late afternoon The clash of metal was deafening, for the first time the vultures closed in. Mounted riders crashed down into lose formations. The trees helped and the coalition footmen were able to pick off a few, but under tremendous losses for themselves. A distant command rang to the ears of the old man, as he avoided a charging rider by ducking behind a tree. The plate clad coalition soldiers began to trudge off. Wait. There he was again. The young man who was on right in the morning. Panicked. Running away. For his life. “Headless chickens.” The old man grunted, took a breath. Pushing out the pain, pushing out the tiredness, pushing out the years. He began moving, just to see the young man being ridden down by the vultures. Though this close… not all of them are vultures. Some fight for law. Some for honor. Others for loyalty. And of course, money. Can’t blame them for that. The man moved between the trees as swiftly as he could. But by then, it was already clear that it was too late. The broken up formation, dispersed among the trees had moved on, back to the tunnel. The armor heavy. The breathing hard. “I guess it is time to go.” The man said. --- 21st of Tobias’ Bounty, Year 159 of the Second Age. Thondorus II. Stafyr, Line of Hanethor, aged 105 years, dies in the battle of the “Ashen Skies”. His body falls to Earth in the forests South-West of Brasca. He leaves behind no children. --- “I am sorry, Arthur-Konrad. That took me a while.”
  16. A Masquerade Ball [!] Invitations have been sent throughout the city, tucked under doors and stuffed precariously through letterboxes. Occasional parchment copies pinned to poster boards. Landscape slips crafted of thick parchment with neat printed lettering stamped with black ink and lined edges of silver paint. The missives read: "To whom this may concern, An invitation is extended toward Celia'nor's Bachelors and Bachelorettes; join us at the Palace on the 10th of The Grand Harvest, 159 SA for a masquerade ball to ignite fresh romance and friendship as the land heals from conflict. Each eligible Bachelor will be given a corsage to gift to their chosen Bachelorette of the night. Furthermore there will be prizes for the best dressed Bachelor and Bachelorette in attendance! So, get your masks and fine frocks at the ready and come to the Palace to have a chance at finding 'The One'. Signed, Lady Renna Py'lrie." OOC Notes: The Masked Ball will be held on the 16th of December at 4:30 EST/9:30 GMT. The prizes for the best dressed will consist of a personalised item of your choice: weapon, jewellery, etc. Please consider character ages as Elves are more likely to have notable age differences!
  17. PENNED BY THE LADY CHAMBERLAIN C. 1954 As our court gracefully undergoes a transformative era, the Aaunic royal court, formerly known as the Clementine Court, shall henceforth be hailed as the Paradisian Court under the orders of Queen-Consort Amelia of Middelan. In this transition, the Court extends profound gratitude to the Viscountess of Valence, Adela of High Peak, and the other ladies whose unwavering contributions graced the Clementine Court during its time. The stewardship of this refined court is entrusted to the distinguished Lady Chamberlain, Clementine Francisca of Salia. Under her governance, and with the gracious blessing of Her Majesty, the courts are poised not only to function but to flourish, and to ascend to become something great. May this proclamation resonate with the regality befitting our court, and may the Paradisian Court thrive and prosper under the illustrious reign of Queen-Consort Amelia of Middelan. Her Royal Majesty, Amelia of Middelan @bickando HEAD TO ALL COURTS The Queen-Consort of Aaun is the pillar of the Courts; all members below shall fall in line and align themselves to be above her expectations. The Queen-Consort shall hold and forever have direct authority over the structure, culture, function, and traditions of the Paradisian Court. The Queen though has constant and direct power, in case of her absence, Lady Alba shall hold this authority in her stead. - The Current Lady Alba, Adeline Johanna shall assume Head to All Courts in the Queen-Consort’s absence. @Marshi Her Excellency, Clementine of Salia @sanriu HEAD TO THE COUNCIL OF ALBA Whoever assumes the position of Lady Chamberlain shall be appointed and considered the senior most member of the Alba Council. They have bestowed the task of managing the court in the interests of the Consorts, aiding in its functioning and growth. Despite the weight of the responsibilities, this member must be competent and well versed in court etiquettes, and be able to command authority and show great leadership skills, considering they shall lead the Paradisian Court. The Council of Alba comprises women of grace, intellect, and unwavering dedication, each chosen for their outstanding capabilities and commitment to the court's wellbeing. Under the wise guidance of the Lady Chamberlain, these esteemed ladies play a pivotal role in managing the intricate tapestry of courtly affairs, ensuring a harmonious environment within the courtly precincts. Her Royal Highness, Sophia James Alstion @Kitomine Head to the Office of Household The Majordomo is a highly respected member of the court who manages the grand palace and all its affairs. They work closely with other council members to ensure the smooth functioning of the court. In addition to being the keeper of the palace keys, they supervise the servantry and welcome new courtiers and nobility into the court. The Majordomo is an expert in court etiquette and is responsible for organising courtiers on the proper decorum to observe. They are also responsible for designing and implementing court education programs. Positions within the Office of Household, The Court Chaplain [Father Frantzisko | Nescaffier] - The Chaplain, normally the Archbishop of Albarosa or the Bishop of Buron or Gelimar, will be in charge of managing all religious matters concerning the palace's courtiers. They must be certified by the church and will have a variety of responsibilities, including organising charities, baptisms, prayers, and rites of maturity. The Chaplain will also be available to provide religious advice to the court when needed, and is critical in ensuring that the court's religious needs are met and that the courtiers have a trusted figure to turn to for guidance. The Royal Confessor [Father Leofric | MCVDK] - The Royal Confessor, normally but not always the priest in charge of the Chapel of Our Lady of Paradisus, acts as the personal confessor and confidante of His and Her Majesty’s Royal Household. They give advice, both personal and religious, to the Queen, and act too as a steward of the court’s morality in the eyes of the Mother Church. Principal Secretary [Johannes von Alstreim | Vylkmir] - The Principal Secretary is the personal steward of His Majesty’s Royal Household, charged with maintaining its upkeep and appearances as well as the taking and forwarding of important letters and documents. In such a manner they also maintain a role as a chief advisor within His Majesty’s Privy Chamber. Mistress of the Robes [Parisa Monet | Sefardi] - Just as the Principal Secretary personally waits upon His Majesty, the Mistress of the Robes is the foremost handmaid of the Queen. She manages the daily schedule of Her Majesty the Queen, as well as The Keeper of the Crown Jewels [Daniel Gale | Aehmi] - The Keeper of the Crown Jewels is essential within the court, as their primary responsibility is to ensure the preservation and protection of the Royal Regalia collection. Their duties are fulfilling the documentation of the collection, as well as the pursuit of expanding it. The Keeper of the Crown Jewels plays a crucial role in upholding the integrity and historical significance of the Royal Regalia, thereby contributing to the preservation of the monarchy's cultural heritage. Governor/Governess - Court governors and governesses are responsible for caring for and educating the children of the court and the Royal Household. They are trusted with the responsibility of providing care and guidance that will shape the future of these young individuals. To fulfil this role, they must possess not only exceptional intellect but also a great deal of patience and empathy to ensure that the children under their care receive the best possible education and upbringing advisor. Ladies-in-Waiting, Grooms of the Privy & Maids of Honour - These courtiers are intricately crafted to serve as loyal and devoted companions to the members of the Royal Household to whom they are assigned. With their refined and sophisticated demeanour, they provide personal assistance and support to their assigned individuals, ensuring that their every need is met with the utmost care and attention. The Servantry - The Hand of Horen relies on the diligent work of its servantry to maintain its smooth operation. All servants must ensure that the halls of the palace are kept in impeccable condition. It is expected that both butlers and maids remain available at all times to cater to any events taking place within the Hand. They must be prepared to provide their services, as required, in a timely and efficient manner. Her Ladyship, Laruene de Lewes @annanicole__ Head to the Office of Entertainment The Grand Reveller is responsible for the upkeep and designing of the event schedule. Their duties may also include Hosting events outside the court, overseeing productions at the renowned theatre The Plane, and managing events during the Aaunic social season. The multifaceted nature of their role necessitates extensive knowledge of creative arts such as theatre, music, and dance, as these are essential components in delivering exceptional and engaging entertainment experiences. Given the importance of the Grand Reveller role, it is fundamental that they possess a deep understanding of the creative arts, this includes staying up-to-date with the latest trends and developments in theatre, music, and dance. Positions within the Office of Entertainment, The Master of the Hunt [Stefano Montelliano | Sebbysc] - The individual appointed as the Master of the Hunt holds the crucial responsibility of efficiently managing the Royal hunts and private artillery. The position demands an elite level of expertise in the art of hunting and the maintenance of the royal woods to ensure that the Royal Family can indulge in the sport whenever they desire. The Revellers - As expert event planners, revellers are responsible for meticulously orchestrating gatherings and ceremonies of diverse scales, ranging from courtly affairs to national events. The revellers' work involves a range of tasks, from conceptualising the events to coordinating with vendors and ensuring smooth execution of the event. Their work demands a unique blend of creativity, organisational skills, and attention to detail, and they take pride in delivering events that are memorable and meaningful for all stakeholders involved. Division of the Arts - In the past, the organisation was divided into three different sectors. However, it has now been restructured into a unified division that encompasses various roles. The Division comprises of skilled artists who are responsible for providing the courtiers and the royal family with personalized commissions, entertainers of the theatre and The most skilled dancers of the court,who are both responsible for performing and organizing regular productions to ensure that the plane remains vibrant and lively. Division of Entertainment - This Division is comprised of skilled musicians, minstrels, and bards who are responsible for the management of court songs and performing at events. Their expertise and dedication ensure that the court's musical performances are of the highest quality. They are available to be called upon to perform at events as required. Her Ladyship, Olenna Haverlock @MapleSunflower Head to the Office of Enlightenment The role of the High Curator within the court is one of great importance and responsibility. As the overseer of all publications and texts within the court, the High Curator plays a crucial role in preserving knowledge, literature, and academic pursuits. In addition to these duties, the High Curator is also responsible for the intellectual arts, culture, and history of the realm. The person selected for this role must possess a wealth of knowledge and expertise to ensure that the court remains at the forefront of knowledge and learning. The curator’s guidance is essential in fostering a thriving intellectual environment that encourages a passion for learning and academic pursuits. The duties of the High Curator are instrumental in creating an intellectual legacy that endures for future generations. Positions within the Office of Enlightenment, Head Librarian[Witold Jazloviecki | Rohlik] - This Courtier oversees the library of the Royal Hall of St. Godwin. They protect and mentor these books of information and upkeep such books to ensure all can inform themselves of various historical events. Whomever shall be in charge must be organized, and good in management and knowledgeable on several Historical periods. The Lady/Lord Archivist [Ser Alaric deNeurem | Paulobig] - The archivist is charged with upkeeping the more intimate ongoings of the royal household including births, special events, and changes in power. The Court Apothecary [VACANT] - This scholar shall be charged with all alchemical studies for the betterment of the nation, as well as overseeing other alchemists. Simply knowing alchemy itself is not enough, for the Master Alchemist ought to be capable of different types of the craft, considering its knowledge is so vast. They shall be tasked with providing regular studies for the court. The Court Herald [VACANT] - A retainer of the Queen not only tasked with upkeep the daily duties of the Council of Alba, but one tasked with announcing courtly initiatives, festivities, decrees, and national news to the common folk of Aaun. To meet these demands and responsibilities, the Court Herald, with the help of the Curator, shall be charged with printing a yearly newsletter detailing these very things. Division of Scholars - This division holds all philosophers and scribes of the Kingdom of Aaun. They are constantly at work, making regular or daily publications of their findings or research and etc. ADDRESSMENTS OF THE NOBILITY King - His Royal Majesty, or “Your Majesty” Queen, Queen-Consort - Her Royal Majesty, or “Your Majesty” Children of a king or queen are styled as His/Her Royal Highness, and addressed as “Your Highness” or “Prince/Princess [First Name]” Grand Prince - His Serene Highness or “Grand Prince [title or house name]” Grand Princess - Her Serene Highness or “Grand Princess [title or house name]” Children of the Grand Prince/Princess are styled as His/Her Lordship alongside any titles they hold or “Lord/Lady [First Name] Non-Royal Prince - His Highness or “Prince [title or house name]” Non-Royal Princess - Her Highness or “Princess [title or house name]” Children of a non-royal prince are styles as His Lordship/Her Ladyship alongside any titles they hold or “Lord/Lady [First name] Duke - His Grace or “Duke [title or house name]” Duchess - Her Grace or Duchess [title or house name]” Margrave - The Most Honourable, His Lordship or “Margrave [title or house name]” Margravine - The Most Honourable, Her Ladyship or “Margravine [title or house name]” Count - The Right honourable, His Lordship or “Count [title or house name]” Countess - The Right Honourable, Her Ladyship or “Countess [title or house name]” Viscount - The Right honourable, His Lordship or “Viscount [title or house name]” Viscountess - The Right Honourable, Her Ladyship or “Viscountess [title or house name]” Baron - His Lordship or “Baron [title or house name]” Baroness - Her Ladyship or “Baroness [title or house name]” Children of Dukes, Margraves, Counts, Viscounts and Barons are styled as His Lordship/Her Ladyship alongside any titles they hold or “Lord/Lady [First Name]” Beneath GOD’s Gaze, HER ROYAL MAJESTY Amelia of Middelan, Queen-Consort of Aaun, Princess of Alstion, Duchess of Corazon and Balamena, Countess of Enswerp and Whitespire HER EXCELLENCY Clementine of Salia, Baroness-Consort of Montfort, Lady Chamberlain of the Paradisian Court
  18. THE LION’S SHARE “VA VE MAAN.” Issued by THE VISCOUNTY OF NOVKURSAIN On this 30th day of Tov and Yermey of 506 E.S. HERE BE THE WORDS OF VISCOUNT WALTER WEISS, The Vikomital House of Weiss, dutiful to the military affairs of our kingdom in all things does hereby part a gift unto the crown: A sum of three thousand two hundred minae, alongside fifteen hundred and twelve units of iron to assist in paying for the logistics and salaries of our brave brothers and sisters in arms and to arm all appropriately to the fullest extent. May we continue to serve the crown, the kingdom, and the security of its people dutifully and with courage until the end of days. Krusae zwy Kongzem; Va ve Maan. IV JOVEO MAAN, The Honorable, Lord Walter León Weiss, Viscount of Novkursain, Baron of Zvaervauld, Lord of Staalgrav, Lord Palatine, and Marian of the King’s Own Retinue. Her Highness, Veronica Isabella Weiss, Princess of Hyspia, Curator of the Crown Jewels, Armsman of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl.
  19. Heir’s Ascent As written upon on this 10th of Malin’s Welcome, 157 S.A From The Exilic Kingdom of Númendil and the Lordship of Caladras "Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road.” To the Denizens of the Lordship of Caladras, Her Grace, Tar-Caraneth Aryantë of the Royal House Arthalionath of the The Exilic Kingdom of Númendil, and the Esteemed Númenedain of the The Exilic Kingdom of Númendil, In the embrace of duty and the passage of time, I, Elerríon Saoren Seregon, humbly pen this missive to convey a rather monumental decision that has weighed heavily upon my heart and conscience. It is with a blend of nostalgia, gratitude, and profound trust that I hereby declare my abdication from the titled holdings of Caladras and as Lord of Caladras, and with it, the mantle of leadership that encompasses House Seregon. The echoes of history reverberate far beyond these stone walls, each telling its own tale through shared endeavors, challenges, and triumphs that have defined my life and this community. Through the turning of seasons and the forging of bonds, we have thrived as a united House under the guiding hand of the Exilic Kingdom. Yet, as the river of time courses unyielding, it demands recognition of its inexorable flow. To this end, I have pondered long upon the legacy of our House and the torch that lights our way into the future. In the realm of inevitability, I have found solace in the knowledge that the essence of Caladras, its spirit and resilience, shall persist in capable hands. It is with unwavering confidence that I pass the mantle of Lordship to my eldest child and the esteemed heir, Lóriniel Arabella Seregon. Lóriniel, my daughter, inheritor of our legacy and the new Lady of Caladras, I place the trust of Caladras into your capable hands. May you lead with wisdom, compassion, and the unwavering commitment that defines the Seregon lineage. To the noble denizens of Caladras, I extend my deepest gratitude for your unwavering support and camaraderie. The bond we share went past titles and shall endure as a cornerstone of strength in our collective spirit. In acknowledgment of the vital role played by the steadfast Castellan, Ellisar Aevaris, I express my profound gratitude. Ellisar has been a wealth of support, a guardian of our traditions, and soon an unofficial regent during this period of transition. His wisdom and dedication have fortified Caladras and ensured the continuity of our noble line. As I step into the twilight of my stewardship, I do so with the knowledge that the flame of Caladras burns brighter than ever. May the coming days be filled with prosperity, unity, and the echoes of a realm that has stood the test of time. In enduring fellowship, Ser Elerríon of House Seregon, Seneschal and Steward to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Huntmaster to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Captain for the Royal Guard of the Númenaranyë, Templar of the Aengul Malchediael, and Knight of the Realm
  20. On the government of the Wards NOMINATIONS FOR THE 4TH GOVERNMENT OF THE WARDS OF WHITESPIRE Issued and Confirmed by the Cabinet on the 14th of Horen’s Calling, 1952 TO THE CITIZENS OF THE ROYAL CAPITAL, Under the august decree of His Majesty, King Edmund II of Alstion, the wheels of governance in the esteemed Royal City of Whitespire are set in motion. In full alignment with the official proclamation delineating the Governance of the Wards, it is with great solemnity that we extend an invitation for the submission of nominations in anticipation of the forthcoming 1952 elections for the Wards' Government. THE WARD REPRESENTATIVES, serve as the entrusted emissaries of the populace of Whitespire. In the upcoming 1952 elections, three deserving denizens of Whitespire shall be elected to aptly represent and preside over the affairs of the esteemed Royal Capital. Their noble mandate entails the advocacy of citizens' concerns before the esteemed City Council, coupled with the formulation of fresh legal statutes and protocols for inclusion in Table III of the venerable Lex Aaunica. THE LORD MAYOR, entrusted with the leadership of the Municipal Government of Whitespire. Their pivotal role encompasses the initiation and stewardship of the Municipal Government, as well as the diligent maintenance and enhancement of the Capital's infrastructure. The ballot shall yield the election of a singular, worthy Lord Mayor in the forthcoming 1952 elections. In pursuance of candidature, one is hereby eligible under the following stipulations: • Possession of citizenship within Whitespire • Adherence to the tenets of Canonism • Absence from the Cabinet and Privy Council of Aaun • Exclusion from the realm's peerage, unless a resident within the confines of the Capital To those inclined to self-nominate, a booth designated for candidacies is now stationed within the central square of Whitespire. Instructions pertaining to the nomination process are furnished therein. CONFIRMED AND AFFIRMED, HIS EXCELLENCY, Fernand de Lewes, Chancellor of Aaun, Baron of Virdain
  21. Caladras Joust of St. Malcolm of Fjordhem As written upon on this 6th of The Amber Cold, 154 S.A. From The Exilic Kingdom of Númendil and the Lordship of Caladras "Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road.” To all of those in Aevos who champion of the Right and the Good against Injustice and Evil, THE JOUST OF ST. MALCOLM OF FJORDHEM To celebrate the consecration of our Temple of St. Malcolm of Fjordhem, The House Seregon shall host a joust upon their Lordship. Knights and squires of all realms and their people are invited to either watch or participate in this grand joust. The skilled artisans and merchants of the Exilic Kingdom of Númendil are highly encouraged to bring wares out to showcase and sell. The Champion of the Joust shall receive a 200 mina prize, with second place earning 100 and third earning 50. (OOC: Mechanical Joust) TIME AND PLACE The jousting shall take place in the Lordship of Caladras within the Exilic Kingdom of Númendil. The Lordship is host to a lists within its domain, on the early days of The First Seed, 155 S.A. OOC: 5 PM EST, Friday the 17th of November Coordinates: 811 170 497 Midlands Warp at CT SIGN UP To participate in the joust, please fill out the form below: OOC NAME: IRP NAME: DISCORD: Lord Elerríon of House Seregon, Lord of Caladras, Seneschal and Steward to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Huntmaster to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Captain for the Royal Guard of the Númenaranyë, Templar of the Aengul Malchediael, and Knight of the Realm Lady Cálienë of House Seregon, Lady of Caladras, Steward to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Physician to the White Court of the Númenaranyë, Serjeant for the Royal Guard of the Númenaranyë, Templar of the Aengul Malchediael, and Knight of the Realm Ser Ellisar Angrenor of House Aevaris, Castellan of Caladras, Templar of the Aengul Malchediael, and Knight of the Realm
  22. [!] Small missives were scattered across Aevos. The symbol of Babblebrook stamped upon them. This is a message to any remaining descendants of the Musin Knights of the Cheese Table, who's grand search for the king who will unite Musinkind was made aware to me just the other night. My name is King Patches of the Musin Village of Babblebrook, and I extend my hand out to you in greeting and invitation to my village. I would like to discuss with you this prophecy I've been told and to request your aid in building up Babblebrook and making our kingdom better for our people. I don't know if this will reach you, but if it does, please come to Dunwen. I'll be sure to try and welcome you as best as I can. Kindest Regards~ Patches King of the Musin
  23. Fishy

    The Citrine Guard

    The Citrine Guard Established 1948 “As our village sports no gates so must we be its shield, As our Clergy wander the world so must we be their cloak, As undeath marches upon the land so must we be the gold that banishes evil.” Mission The mission of the Citrine Guard is to first and foremost protect our humble Lemon Hill, its denizens, and the clergy. Be the threat mortal, voidal, undead, or demonic in nature, the Citrine Guard is to stand at the ready for the Hill’s defense. We fight for no King or Kingdom, insteading wielding our blades for GOD. The Chain, the Ranks of the Citrine Guard The command of the Citrine Guard is symbolized by a simple iron chain. Each link, whether at the top or bottom, is vital to the overall structure of the organization. Whether one’s rank is that of Grandmaster, the leader of the Citrine Guard, or Recruit, Enlisted or Band of the Flaming Iris, each link must be carefully maintained. The Band of the Flaming Iris The Band of the Flaming Iris houses the knights of the Citrine Guard, men and women trained in the chivalric tradition to keep virtue and the tenants of the organization at heart. I. Grandmaster of the Flaming Iris The Grandmaster is the overall leader of the Citrine Guard, responsible for commissioning the officers of the Citrine Guard and bestowing spurs upon the worthy. The Grandmaster’s foremost duty is to Lemon Hill, protecting the demesne with their own life if necessary. When a Grandmaster dies or retires, their successor is to be chosen of the Knight-Commanders. Ser Morgan of Angren, 1948 - Present II. Knight-Commander of the Flaming Iris The Knight-Commanders serve as veteran officers of the Citrine Guard, capable of commanding both the Citrine Guard and the knights of the Flaming Iris. In the Chain of Command, they are second only to the Grandmaster. Dame Valda, 1948 - Present III. Knight of the Flaming Iris A knight of the Flaming Iris is to be a seasoned warrior trained in the chivalric tradition. They are to uphold the virtues of their rank at all times, for which they are permitted to bear a coat of arms of their own. In the Chain of Command, they are equivalent to a Man-at-Arms. Enlisted I. Sergeant, colloquially known as the “Lemon Sour” Sergeants serve to direct men in battle and maintain discipline in the ranks. They are to be proven soldiers more than capable of commanding their comrades. II. Man-at-Arms, colloquially known as the “Lemon Head” Man-at-Arms serve as the proven veterans of the Citrine Guard, capable of holding their own. May command lower ranks at the behest of a Sergeant or lack thereof. III. Militiaman, colloquially known as the “Lemon Levy” Militiamen are the backbone of the Citrine Guard, drilled and disciplined to be entrusted with the crest of Lemon Hill upon their tabard. Their purpose is to follow the orders of their Sergeant and serve as the mainline infantry of the Citrine Guard. IV. Recruit, colloquially known as the “Lemon Drop” Recruits are the initial enlisted of the Citrine Guard, to be trained and made into Militiamen within the span of a year. Billets Billets sit outside the traditional chain of command, existing as positions vital to the function and armament of the Citrine Guard. Any soldier may be assigned a billet, regardless of rank. I. Quartermaster The Quartermaster works to ensure that all men are armed, armored, and provisioned within the Citrine Guard, directing the alchemists and blacksmiths to accomplish this goal. II. Alchemist Alchemists work to ensure that alchemical supplies of the Citrine Guard are well stocked and the production of potions and elixirs. III. Blacksmith Blacksmiths work to ensure the Citrine Guard is equipped with proper steel and the maintenance of our arsenal. IV. Medicae Medicae work to bind the wounded of the Citrine Guard, be it with sutures or alchemics, tasked with preserving cherished life. Pay Enlisted I. Sergeant Room and Board A daily portion of meat and a lemon A daily portion of beer at the Red Roof Inn Arms and Armor A horse 15 minas a year II. Man-at-Arms Room and Board A daily portion of meat and a lemon A daily portion of beer at the Red Roof Inn Arms and Armor A horse 10 minas a year III. Militiaman Room and Board A daily portion of meat and a lemon A daily portion of beer at the Red Roof Inn Arms and Armor 5 minas a year IV. Recruit Room and Board A daily portion of meat and a lemon Training “Know us by our tabard.” Those seeking to enlist should contact either Ser Morgan of Angren (househelvets) or Dame Valda (Jtit#9196). Alternatively, one may apply by replying to this posting in the following format: Application Name: Age: Race: Username: Discord: https://discord.gg/hkpt7R6gqt
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