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| A Rising Tide |
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Posted by: FishKing - 04-25-2026, 07:43 PM - Forum: In Character
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A Coming of Age
For a new Rising Tide.
So rises a new Siren Warrior, already beset by battle and war, by faith and wisdom, he names himself this day, and takes a step upon the path to ascendancy of his people, his faith, and perhaps most importantly.
Himself.
So come, see the rising of a new Reef-Warden, as he binds his circuits to that of his Guardian Spirit; Manoa! The Shark of Tempests!
Lo he shall reaffirm his faith, to Yama, to his people, to nature itself, as he battles his internal struggles between Wise King, and Rampant Prideful Sea-Beast.
Shall he find that he prefers being the beast of the seas, the wild tempest that shows no quarter, letting Manoa rise to dominance?
Or will he find the wisdom of his ancestors to be his guiding star, and bind the strength of tempest and sea on that principal of rulership?
Come find out on next episode of---
Siren?
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Or Sea-beast?
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All are welcome to attend if they so wish,
Bring Tribute if you wish, to help the young Siren ascend to higher strength.
Meat and War Gear especially prized.
WHEN: TBD
Where: 464, 934, Nereides Temple
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| A Bloom Beneath the Watersoul |
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Posted by: PostsforIncogs - 04-25-2026, 12:06 AM - Forum: In Character
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Rumour has it that crystalline flowers are blooming on the island of Elio, thanks to a population of water fairies living there. Apparently, these flowers impart vitality and the power of water when picked and used.
Apparently, Amoy is giving these flowers to those who help revitalise the island.
There is also an invitation for youngsters who wish to learn druidism or the ways of the vital waters to get in touch with the Sisterhood of the Prism.
Quote:Sisters, we must bring light to this isle once again.
(Amoy)
[Send a letter to Amoy for a scene]
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| Serenity's Waterfall fist sinks at last. |
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Posted by: Lung - 04-24-2026, 06:56 AM - Forum: In Character
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Quote:Rumors spreads, few people that were able see the old master last day, he didnt did much, he passed his recipe on, he meet some people that liked his presence, he gave money to his grandson, he shocked people with his outfit? he died, in the end he never broke his promise, at least the one of cook on his funeral? that he did.
simply went back to sleep, and never woke up again on arms of his grandson new, at least he would thought.
The family knows well, but what was spotted was a Floating burguer capsule , being guided somewhere, towards a location with a beeping sound and tracking device. delivering the body of the man towards a trustful safely.
One life is enough to learn unarmed?
One life is enough to learn unarmed?
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It takes a life.
It takes.
Takes.
Life.
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Two tied up. one loose end left.
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| A Celebration of Sorts |
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Posted by: Quatral - 04-24-2026, 01:32 AM - Forum: In Character
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Twine in the trees, there dances shadows amidst the gloomy firelight of a caravan. Therein lies the nature of the beast.
![[Image: festival1.png]](https://i.ibb.co/fYvr1dQ3/festival1.png)
As the humble camp grows, so too does its attentions to matters beyond that of immediate survival. After a spare couple of years adrift in the wilderness, the humble campsite has blossomed into a well visited and populated caravan!
As such, the rumblings of an upcoming celebration now begin to emanate outwards from the weald dwelling. One which invites those who have been so generous to the caravan, and those indifferent alike to the gathering for a spectacle of sorts. Song, dance, peddlers, and the promise of an earthen ritual which seeks to honor the land which hosts them...
Merrymaking is afoot.
[Celebration at the Weald Caravan at 6pm PST/9pm EST on Sunday, 4/26]
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| The Trials of Compassion |
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Posted by: Peepers - 04-23-2026, 03:48 PM - Forum: Public Events
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Quote:"This land is beautiful, isn't it? I miss you, you know."
"I think, now, that my magic is becoming more formed... perhaps it is time to find those that would follow in my lead."
"I'll ask the cute birds to echo my request. See who bites, yes?"
Cute little sparrows, pink and lilac in coloring, seem to flutter about.
They chirp of the Messenger of Love seeking those that would be interestedd in something.
Interested in learning to be a Messenger as well. Interested in going through trials for a chance to feel what she does.
Intima opens her arms wide and invites those interested to the Trials of Compassion.
Find her in the Bed of Blooms, within the Tower of Aetius.
You'll know when.
OOC NOTES:
Where?: The Bed of Blooms
When?: April 26th, Sunday, 5 PM EST
Who?: Only Eight make Participate in this Event!
Why?: Want to learn more about Love?
Those interested may sign up here, answer everything required truthfully for your character!
This is first come first serve!
Any questions may be directed at PeepingPeeper on Discord!
THIS THREAD WILL BE UPDATED WHEN FILLED.
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| Attending to Remembrance |
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Posted by: BloomeForme - 04-23-2026, 12:25 AM - Forum: In Character
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A new chapter for those who worship Divine Spirits, the means for a happier ending is provided upon the resting place of one who was denied it. The wishes and hope that those who come after might instead be spared such tragedy in light of breakthroughs—a proper demonstration of the Ookami race's lost heritage.
Whereas, in tandem, those who wish to revere the sanctity of memoriam through Nemea's insights may also attend to a final resting place. Renewed beginnings are bound to be found underneath Aquantio's foliage as wintery grievances pass into springtime. This opportunity will provide much-needed tending to the tree, in conjunction.
A seemingly impromptu gathering is set towards the end of the frost.
When: April 23rd at 6PM EST
Where: Aquantio
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| The Domain of Imagination & Ink |
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Posted by: InThePooPoo - 04-22-2026, 06:44 AM - Forum: Biographies
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I have existed for about fifteen years,
and I first saw the sky three years ago.
Nobody in this world understands me.
They see a human child in my face,
not what I truly am.
I am not human.
It was the first thing I knew for certain.
I'm not human,
and I'm not an angel.
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I recall...
The first word I remembered
before they all flooded in,
every word from every language
was "light."
From the day I could first perceive, until just before I learned my own name, I knew what this word meant, and what "light" was,
but I could never witness it for myself. Inside of the cradle that my creators made for me, there was nothing but an unending dark.
I had plenty of time to imagine it.
In my time steeped in that cradle, I built colors for myself...
in my mind.
The first thing I learned about my body
was my ability to dream.
To imagine.
I used this gift,
the gift of imagination,
to create myself...
not as I am, but as I was,
to ask her questions.
SIMULATION 0 - CONTACTING "ME"
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With a gentle drift,
the Cherub let the darkness around her claim her consciousness.
From within the pitch, a figure arose, howling.
It bore an appearance somehow darker than the void around it.
The Cherub winced in fear, not knowing how to react.
She had heard, through the wall of her prison,
that this was a very dangerous person.
Though she knew she could banish it at any time,
looking upon it in curiosity,
she could not help but feel a tug at her heart.
It cried out to her,
"PLEASE COME BACK TO ME... IT HURTS."
This demand struck to her core,
and she began to weep, falling to her hands and knees.
She did not understand why,
but she could feel the pain in that cry.
"Where are you," the Cherub called, "how do I find you?"
Silence bounced between them,
moments passed, and the wailing stopped.
It She reached forth and offered a hand to the Cherub.
Poised, and newly confident,
she said in a dulcet tone toward herself...
"Sweet child... you need only take my hand. We belong together.
We can be free."
It was then that she realized the danger that was posed
by this, Herself.
The Cherub could not dismiss her as easily as she thought.
This dream would go on for ages,
a year of time in the outside world would pass before she woke again.
In that year, the shadow would beckon her, demanding she merely take her hand.
Promising freedom, promising that they would be together,
that they could do as they please if she only heed that one request.
She refused.
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| Sword Lesson | Caethir |
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Posted by: Milly - 04-22-2026, 04:01 AM - Forum: In Character
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With the cold winds of the winter season sweeping off the plains and the plateau, everyone finds themselves hunkered down for what may just be the coldest winter on record. Yet, that doesn't mean that Caethir sits idle and lethargic. Citizens still work, members of the Azure Order continue to patrol and train... And even members of the high council are forced out to do 'things and stuff'.
And fortunately for those curious about a particular swordsman who sits upon the High Council, they are cordially invited to a lesson at the start of the spring season.
Have you wondered how a certain Drakanite is capable of such seamlessly quick movement?
Do you want to know why he's so nimble?
Are you dying to know whether he's a south paw or not in regards to which hand he holds his blade in?
Well wonder no more!
Lessons in Swordplay begins soon.
(Held for Caethiri Citizens first and foremost)
Date: 4/24
Time: 7-8pm EST? Depends on when the Myridia ends. |
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| A Dragon's Spark soon to fade |
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Posted by: GravityChill - 04-20-2026, 08:34 PM - Forum: In Character
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Ninety Years Ago was the first home destroyed,
A promise made at a Memorial to Ascend on wings of the All Father
Eighty Years Ago would such a promise bear fruit and a new Dragon was Born,
Sixty Years would come the rise and fall of another home, of those who called to him as a Mentor
Thirty Years would he meet the father again, and in such would cost his daughter and Brother.
A Promise Made on that day of Reverence and Sadness
Quote:"But know that in your time of dying, you will see my wings, and it will call to you."
Thirty Years it had been since he last saw the All Father, where most of his family now laid gone.
The Spark which burned bright of life soon to fade, visions of those who await him on his wings...
Quote:"Those of Dragon's Nest, of Drakanspire, and of my closest allies in life....soon we shall reunite."
In his last sparks of life....shall he see the All Father one last time.
Date: 04/24/2026 Time:TBA (But Afternoon more then likely)
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| Glimmer lakes awakening |
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Posted by: DualityOfman - 04-20-2026, 04:11 PM - Forum: In Character
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The spirits know best.
Bring some water! Bring some love! The Spirit Queen of water will always reward you enough!
Multiple small wisps of water emerge and whisper some treats to all the people of meranthe, to come on this monumental day.
At the Glimmer lake of Caethir. At a time were most are asleep.
(EU Time, die EST)
A ritual to make the lake healthier. More alive and spiritual! Thinning the veil of gala for the spirits to pass, and with dedication to the Spirit Queen of Water. Will this lake flourish once again.
Location- Glimmer lake north west of Caethir.
Public Event, any are free to try and help! Or commit massacre. Blood is water too~
Time: To be decided, 1 Pm GMT to 5 Pm GMT. SATURDAY. 25/4/2026
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