ScreamingDingo

only person who kept me sane during my admin tenure with world team and co disappearing. hope everything has been going great

Reginald Napier the III looks upon this missive eagerly, the esteemed author of various titles such as, "The Forbidden Snaga, Crown or Cuddles and Stuck between an Ostrich and a Hard Place" almost salivates at this sudden notice. A famous story, a plot-point as juicy and filled with such enjoyment for his potential viewers. His readers in Haense and Petra have declined in the recent years, and the longing love of one to Norlandic Royalty seemed like the perfect way to re-emerge into the literary scene. With such, he snatched a copy of the Sugarfoot's notice and began to plot his next novel.

You’re a bastard for making adunians popular again

lol paladins aren’t dead yet no need to absorb wyrmstalker and vindicators into a magic with 5 different sub magics

You’re locked out of only the two most deranged deities and that’s it. You can take ANY other deific magic, you can’t just can’t take the super holy purging evil ones. Malchadiael and Xan are ones that would purge cities if it led to their goals, a singular offspring of Moz Strimoza is not worth their time connecting. This stops a singular avenue of roleplay of not being a Templar, and it’s very justified as to why they’d say no. People say “Devils” aren’t “Demons”. But they are influenced and melded physically by Moz Strimzoas influence (and Ixris). They aren’t immortal ladder climbers, but they are something where these deities can be picky about their followers. it’s fine to not be able to play karlach reclassed as a paladin. Make that part of your roleplay, and it normally means that those entities will slowly edge towards being evil from discrimination and that creates much more roleplay than letting you play a tiefling so u can be cute and have horns. (And if people argue that the world is not cruel, remember that all elves and dwarves that don’t align themselves to a deity end up in permanent purgatory in the ebriates)

everyone who said “watch an irl video” of plate armor is a ******* nerd and I hope all your ST items despawn in your inventory. 2 emote bows are absurd if you apply them to the right circumstances, you double the firing output of most weapons in long fight and pairing that with a horse and minmaxxed positioning and you’ll send 5 arrows in 10 emotes while being untouchable. plate armor is only as broken as nerds say it is. I think all we need is a proper plate buster solution to allow for ppl to diversify their armor choices.

A true, Braevosian farmer holds his ears of corn. He utters deep murmurs about how he will never have as much corn as the Xionist Lords.

The remnants of battle lay strewn across this sanctified pocket of the Abyss. Broken skeletons and mounds of eviscerated flesh lie on the outskirts of the black spires that surround the dwelling of the Xannic Berserker. Since the fated incursion from the Titan’s Kin, the presence of the undead have increased with their now frequent assaults against the stronghold. “Isolation” The word carried a weight behind it that instilled determination inside the kneeling soldier, a place where none could truly enter and that none laid around her that could be affected by these constant attacks. None to protect, none to rally and lead, only a lonesome mind that circled in its own thoughts. “Defiance” The Altar of the Berserker laid the bounties of her last hunt, the corpses of Herald, Undead and Frost hung upon bent skewers of wood and metal, looted in the scarce fields of the fallen continent. The gaze of the warrior lingered upon the eviscerated body of the one who tried to strike her, the only act of strength shown by those who dwelled within the Volcanic Hearts of the Heavens. They remembered the words and information told by those assembled warriors, of the Sundering of the Skies, the Uplifting of Flame. “Fear” The Sapphire Flames of the Spire offered respite for the lands within, the warmth of Order felt, known as a suffocating smog that enveloped all that entered. The weapon of the Knight loosely hung from the gauntlet of the reflective figure, a construct wrought of battles and conquests of success and defeats. The dull pain of mercy throbbed upon her upper shoulder blades, as the stakes of pure black iron dug into her very core, their handles made from the crafts of the King of Beneath All. Things were changing, as those in the skies above the darkness dealt with the hand of fate. Yet, nothing changed in the forgotten lands, every day was to Fight and Survive, or Die and live with the shackles of the taunting Lord. There was no silence in death, for fear was not held for death, but the fate that lies beyond its embrace.

“Esthael would banish these beasts to the furthest depths of the Nether if she could. This is not the Aengul that shall show you redemption.” Yokozuna, great Sumo of the Oyashi reads with his various trips to the Grub Bucket ™️. His own overloading of outrageous amount of foods mixed with his wiping his greased fingers upon the missive.

is this permission?

runesmithing still isn’t coming back btw

[!] Scattered around Braevos were small pieces of parchment, nailed to various boards and handed out to a variety of cities. These letters were stamped with the mark of a Goose upon the top, written in a simple scrawling of ink. For the world itself plunges into a haze of chaos, obscured by the meddling of the Seven Skies and the Nether. Those of Flame, Rot and Light will burn the lands that descendants sit upon for their crusade against one another, where none who stand between shall be able to live in mindless bliss. As the world crumbles, the offer of truth and choice is one that all that stand on the continent of Aevos can understand. To know of what happens and to choose its outcome, to defy the ‘fate’ of those that squabble, akin to children. The lands are full of those that are selfish, aimed at helping themselves, their lovers and their families. Yet these same would rain the fires of the Nether against the entire world, if the choice of such was granted. For now, the descendants are able to grant their true champions to undertake the decisions that will lead and be the charge of the voice of all. I seek that of Four, unfettered of the Void, Divines and others. To pay homage to that of the Four that the blood of all descends from. That of Urguan, Malin, Horen and Krug. For when these four are assembled, they shall seek where the land grips into the sea, where the arches of the world rest upon the water. Yet, if one cannot seek Four. One of true purpose can place their heart upon the line, yet they will become an instrument of the world. They shall know of no love, no brotherhood, they shall only know the vigilance that follows the burden of all. Know that the voice of the many is unheard, when the shouts of the few overwhelm the crowd. Gerald Elgan, Justicar of the Knights of the Golden Geese.

please please please I need to… Please don’t remove this please I need it…. please I just don’t want to romance rp as an orenian noble anymore I need more places and outlets to build great character connections that will ultimately not lead to ooc fallout. Please!