<![CDATA[Chronicles of Eternia - Public Events]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/ Mon, 15 Jun 2026 02:01:03 +0000 MyBB <![CDATA[To Spur The Means [PUBLIC RITUAL]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22430.html Thu, 11 Jun 2026 21:42:22 +0000 M0Rock]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22430.html [Image: thumb-1920-911172.jpg]
The streets of Sanctuary buzz with the forward-facing nature of a hardy lot's will.
From an employee at the Wolven Wares & Armaments and some clinic workers, rumors spread.
A ritual is being prepared.
"Ey I 'dunno. Folks told me she's turnin' into a bird. A wolf would make sense though."
"Both'a's are wrong. The signs's everywhere, they'll turn into a snake. I saw the body, hel, I'd bet coin onit."

Transformation.
Designation.
(966, 359, 1)
[DATE TBD
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The streets of Sanctuary buzz with the forward-facing nature of a hardy lot's will.
From an employee at the Wolven Wares & Armaments and some clinic workers, rumors spread.
A ritual is being prepared.
"Ey I 'dunno. Folks told me she's turnin' into a bird. A wolf would make sense though."
"Both'a's are wrong. The signs's everywhere, they'll turn into a snake. I saw the body, hel, I'd bet coin onit."

Transformation.
Designation.
(966, 359, 1)
[DATE TBD
]]> <![CDATA[Gentle Warm Spring [PUBLIC RITUAL]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22381.html Thu, 28 May 2026 01:49:04 +0000 Astronomical]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22381.html [Image: flowerbackground_s2zrew.jpg]
Year 2224 AC
The Return of Spring

For every Winter comes the return of Spring,
being the return of...

Balance
&
Harmony

. ࿔ ❀ ° ° ❀ ࿔ .
Let anger be accompanied by compassion,
let curiosity be tempered by reason,
let complacency be challenged by courage.
Let the inner heart be graced by peace,
that this peace may be returned outward to the world at large.
May the people share in the warmth of love, serenity, and hope.

- The Book of Harmony
° ❀ ࿔ . . ࿔ ❀ °

The warmth of Spring approaches in its return to the Shadowlands,
And with it? The sprawl of Song and purity.

OOC:

PUBLIC RITUAL:
SUNDAY May 31st at 6 PM EST
@ Aquantio in the Shadowlands
as a follow up to the Cold Bitter Winter ritual
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Year 2224 AC
The Return of Spring

For every Winter comes the return of Spring,
being the return of...

Balance
&
Harmony

. ࿔ ❀ ° ° ❀ ࿔ .
Let anger be accompanied by compassion,
let curiosity be tempered by reason,
let complacency be challenged by courage.
Let the inner heart be graced by peace,
that this peace may be returned outward to the world at large.
May the people share in the warmth of love, serenity, and hope.

- The Book of Harmony
° ❀ ࿔ . . ࿔ ❀ °

The warmth of Spring approaches in its return to the Shadowlands,
And with it? The sprawl of Song and purity.

OOC:

PUBLIC RITUAL:
SUNDAY May 31st at 6 PM EST
@ Aquantio in the Shadowlands
as a follow up to the Cold Bitter Winter ritual
]]> <![CDATA[A Sleepless Eternity [PUBLIC RITUAL]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22358.html Thu, 21 May 2026 18:25:57 +0000 Nym]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22358.html [Image: fbb4e60b577862d87e3c0f6b21142d51.jpg]
Quote:
“O’ dreams, if I cannot have the expense of rest? Neither shall the rest of you.
Let them feel the taste of ash, the struggle of the body drying up.
O’ praise be, you sycophant of my dreams.”
Throughout the realm, there was a strange phenomenon. Of citizens being unable to sleep. Of Magi seeing a single entity within one’s dreams.
Of a single seed being planted within a hypnagogic state of the mind. Of dreams seemingly converging and devouring one another. A helpless, withering
cry for...help?


Something was writhing in the dreams of man.
Something was rewriting the nature of it all.
And that very change...required an odd...peace?

Public Ritual: Friday, May 29th, 6pm Est
(Date & Time still pending per my gross schedule…)
@The dreamscape
(Yes, that dreamscape. <3)
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Quote:
“O’ dreams, if I cannot have the expense of rest? Neither shall the rest of you.
Let them feel the taste of ash, the struggle of the body drying up.
O’ praise be, you sycophant of my dreams.”
Throughout the realm, there was a strange phenomenon. Of citizens being unable to sleep. Of Magi seeing a single entity within one’s dreams.
Of a single seed being planted within a hypnagogic state of the mind. Of dreams seemingly converging and devouring one another. A helpless, withering
cry for...help?


Something was writhing in the dreams of man.
Something was rewriting the nature of it all.
And that very change...required an odd...peace?

Public Ritual: Friday, May 29th, 6pm Est
(Date & Time still pending per my gross schedule…)
@The dreamscape
(Yes, that dreamscape. <3)
]]> <![CDATA[Finding what was lost both long ago and recently [Semipublic event seeking 5 players]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22355.html Thu, 21 May 2026 00:49:02 +0000 edetha]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22355.html Finding what was lost both long ago and recently
Low Chance of Death (LCoD)
5 person limit

Strange rumors arise without an apparent source.  In taverns, bars, and from the occasional street performer, the same whispers keep surfacing.

A ship containing recently uncovered artifacts from ancient Astya sank off the Xigarian coast of Jaragau.  The wreckage is emanating both demonic energy, and a strange mana that cannot be identified, which is somehow both unnatural and very familiar.

Yet... something is wrong when you listen to these rumors.  No matter how hard you dig, you cannot seem to uncover the source of these rumors.  And they've cropped up in multiple cities at once.  Even going so far as to appear on public help wanted boards, or adventurers guild postings, seemingly without being posted by anyone.

Yet even so... the rumors persist.  Will you investigate the waters to attempt to discover the truth behind the rumors?

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Themes:

This event will unveil some new lore about something that has only vaguely been mentioned in other official lore posts.  It will be interesting to both druids and their adversaries.

Contact me on discord if you're interested, and I'll select a group to run this.

Discord: Edetha]]> Finding what was lost both long ago and recently
Low Chance of Death (LCoD)
5 person limit

Strange rumors arise without an apparent source.  In taverns, bars, and from the occasional street performer, the same whispers keep surfacing.

A ship containing recently uncovered artifacts from ancient Astya sank off the Xigarian coast of Jaragau.  The wreckage is emanating both demonic energy, and a strange mana that cannot be identified, which is somehow both unnatural and very familiar.

Yet... something is wrong when you listen to these rumors.  No matter how hard you dig, you cannot seem to uncover the source of these rumors.  And they've cropped up in multiple cities at once.  Even going so far as to appear on public help wanted boards, or adventurers guild postings, seemingly without being posted by anyone.

Yet even so... the rumors persist.  Will you investigate the waters to attempt to discover the truth behind the rumors?

------------------------------------------------------------
------------------------------------------------------------

Themes:

This event will unveil some new lore about something that has only vaguely been mentioned in other official lore posts.  It will be interesting to both druids and their adversaries.

Contact me on discord if you're interested, and I'll select a group to run this.

Discord: Edetha]]> <![CDATA[The One Where You're Drowning (Speira and Ad Contra Deos vs Caethir)]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22331.html Wed, 13 May 2026 17:02:07 +0000 Avelyn]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22331.html [Image: dgto1yu-41c05fa0-78fb-45de-850d-d5a1c464...YxkdATx5hA]

Recent announcements coming from Speira's Highmaster speak of threats to the Realm, and to all whom serve the Pantheon- in particular, those of Caewynn lineage. These threats, it seem, are not the empty braying of one without the fangs to supplement their words. As the west marches, and shortly in the wake of a call to action spoken from the Kingdom's walls, the soldiers of Caethir find themselves beset by terrible nightmares.

They are always the same. Their lungs fill with water as they descend beneath a glowing lake. No hands come to grasp theirs, outreached for aid. Beneath the shimmering glow of Glimmer Lake, they suffocate and their corpses mark the first step in a war against the servants of Nemea. Many report waking in a cold sweat, and feeling the faint scent of lakewater even as they emerge from their dreams.

It is a threat, no doubt - and one that heralds an approaching, malicious presence.

A blue tint has found itself colouring the cool, autumnal fog over Glimmer Lake, and through those awful nightmares, one can hear the discordant melody of a distant song. Though there is no grandiose announcement of incoming violence, its arrival is without question or doubt. Agents of Speira and Ad Contra Deos alike approach, with apparent intent to seize control over Caethir's claim, even if it means staining the water red in those efforts.

DATE: TBA
OBJECTIVE: CAPTURE GLIMMER LAKE
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Recent announcements coming from Speira's Highmaster speak of threats to the Realm, and to all whom serve the Pantheon- in particular, those of Caewynn lineage. These threats, it seem, are not the empty braying of one without the fangs to supplement their words. As the west marches, and shortly in the wake of a call to action spoken from the Kingdom's walls, the soldiers of Caethir find themselves beset by terrible nightmares.

They are always the same. Their lungs fill with water as they descend beneath a glowing lake. No hands come to grasp theirs, outreached for aid. Beneath the shimmering glow of Glimmer Lake, they suffocate and their corpses mark the first step in a war against the servants of Nemea. Many report waking in a cold sweat, and feeling the faint scent of lakewater even as they emerge from their dreams.

It is a threat, no doubt - and one that heralds an approaching, malicious presence.

A blue tint has found itself colouring the cool, autumnal fog over Glimmer Lake, and through those awful nightmares, one can hear the discordant melody of a distant song. Though there is no grandiose announcement of incoming violence, its arrival is without question or doubt. Agents of Speira and Ad Contra Deos alike approach, with apparent intent to seize control over Caethir's claim, even if it means staining the water red in those efforts.

DATE: TBA
OBJECTIVE: CAPTURE GLIMMER LAKE
]]> <![CDATA[Cold Bitter Winter [PUBLIC RITUAL]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22326.html Tue, 12 May 2026 09:54:44 +0000 awwlie]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22326.html [Image: b9cd7bb84111b31fcad16a6889e8f311.jpg]
 ⚶ 2223AC - Geist

When is the last time you heard someone speak of the wonders of snow,
When is the last time you heard someone say, they went bob-sledding..

..soon again. 
Something stirs from within the Shrouded Vigil, and from the Tree of Song..


A harsh cold approaches..

Public Ritual: Saturday, 16th of May, 6pm EST.
(time, date still pending..!)
@ Aquantio, Shadowlands.


(this is meant to affect inhabitants of Sanctuary, roleplay wise, not mechanically!) 
(super sorry, if this does come at about the same time as the raid... probably .. gomen.... i hate it too.. )
(this can be of course part of the raid if so need be! I am sure, it will all work out in the end.. )
! 
:)
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 ⚶ 2223AC - Geist

When is the last time you heard someone speak of the wonders of snow,
When is the last time you heard someone say, they went bob-sledding..

..soon again. 
Something stirs from within the Shrouded Vigil, and from the Tree of Song..


A harsh cold approaches..

Public Ritual: Saturday, 16th of May, 6pm EST.
(time, date still pending..!)
@ Aquantio, Shadowlands.


(this is meant to affect inhabitants of Sanctuary, roleplay wise, not mechanically!) 
(super sorry, if this does come at about the same time as the raid... probably .. gomen.... i hate it too.. )
(this can be of course part of the raid if so need be! I am sure, it will all work out in the end.. )
! 
:)
]]> <![CDATA[Dies Irae]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22292.html Sun, 03 May 2026 05:01:03 +0000 Haseroth]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22292.html ]]> ]]> <![CDATA[The Trials of Compassion]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22257.html Thu, 23 Apr 2026 15:48:01 +0000 Peepers]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22257.html [Image: fb5710a13b521186ea4d5ac0fe356ec0.gif]
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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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.
]]> <![CDATA[Let Us Feast [Camazura vs Crownforge]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22244.html Sat, 18 Apr 2026 20:14:10 +0000 Sora4591]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22244.html [Image: 9b43eb4d68d89d9c604adf0fce9dce09.jpg]


The Winter Storms within the Northern region of Meranthe are at an all-time high. It has become almost unnatural. Silence becomes ominous as it gives way to the distant howls of doom. Under the night sky of the Crown Forge, the atmosphere begins to change.

The Sky becomes bathed in the crimson light of cast from the Moon above. Ba'ala'rok's presence is felt and in the distance from Stonehaven the appearance of a group flanked by beast of different variety. The Mind could not truly comprehend what was coming.
Quote:
"Long ago we planned to make a grand spectacle of your home. 
The Fated battle between Lex, Mitsumo, and your council as we sought to crush it all.
It seems in this tale, one has already cut off its own hand and broken its own sword.
Perhaps like a wounded animal we will simply put you out of your misery and introduce you to despair.
Prepare yourself Stonehaven for the Return is Nigh!"
Objective: Mass Slaughter!
Date:TBD
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The Winter Storms within the Northern region of Meranthe are at an all-time high. It has become almost unnatural. Silence becomes ominous as it gives way to the distant howls of doom. Under the night sky of the Crown Forge, the atmosphere begins to change.

The Sky becomes bathed in the crimson light of cast from the Moon above. Ba'ala'rok's presence is felt and in the distance from Stonehaven the appearance of a group flanked by beast of different variety. The Mind could not truly comprehend what was coming.
Quote:
"Long ago we planned to make a grand spectacle of your home. 
The Fated battle between Lex, Mitsumo, and your council as we sought to crush it all.
It seems in this tale, one has already cut off its own hand and broken its own sword.
Perhaps like a wounded animal we will simply put you out of your misery and introduce you to despair.
Prepare yourself Stonehaven for the Return is Nigh!"
Objective: Mass Slaughter!
Date:TBD
]]> <![CDATA[A Time To Reap [Sanctuary vs. Caethir]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22242.html Fri, 17 Apr 2026 21:47:11 +0000 Sale Bête]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22242.html [Image: ambushborder.jpg]
  
It is another night upon Meranthe. The moon rises high over the waters of one of its interior lakes, dim light cast from a waning crescent. Fall and its rites of harvest recede, and Winter comes in with frost nip at its heels.
  
Patrols keep watch over a precious resource, a great tear in the ground where an islet once stood. A deep rift, carved into the ground, where reality twists and warbles impossibly. A precious resource for the great Kingdom of Caethir, diligently guarded by its knights.
  
This evening, that disruption of reality grows worse. A force makes the Lifestream scream, tearing a Rift of a different kind into the center of the camp of Caethiri guards. Out of it spills a contingent, armed to the teeth, their plate and coats emblazoned with a sigil that few will not recognize, once belonging to a once-peaceful nation of scholars.
  
In cold torchlight gleams the coat-of-arms of a snarling wolf's head, its jaws open and a stylized sun between its teeth.
  
Attackers howl as they pour from the Rift. At their head stands a menacing figure, their flesh twisted, corpse-like without the stench of rot:
  
   
"Kill! Destroy this feeble arm of Delphina, show them how little the Bug King's blessing is worth!"
     
    
Objective: Seize the Temporal Rift
Date: TBD
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It is another night upon Meranthe. The moon rises high over the waters of one of its interior lakes, dim light cast from a waning crescent. Fall and its rites of harvest recede, and Winter comes in with frost nip at its heels.
  
Patrols keep watch over a precious resource, a great tear in the ground where an islet once stood. A deep rift, carved into the ground, where reality twists and warbles impossibly. A precious resource for the great Kingdom of Caethir, diligently guarded by its knights.
  
This evening, that disruption of reality grows worse. A force makes the Lifestream scream, tearing a Rift of a different kind into the center of the camp of Caethiri guards. Out of it spills a contingent, armed to the teeth, their plate and coats emblazoned with a sigil that few will not recognize, once belonging to a once-peaceful nation of scholars.
  
In cold torchlight gleams the coat-of-arms of a snarling wolf's head, its jaws open and a stylized sun between its teeth.
  
Attackers howl as they pour from the Rift. At their head stands a menacing figure, their flesh twisted, corpse-like without the stench of rot:
  
   
"Kill! Destroy this feeble arm of Delphina, show them how little the Bug King's blessing is worth!"
     
    
Objective: Seize the Temporal Rift
Date: TBD
]]> <![CDATA[A Prince's Vengeance (Myridia VS Rebels)]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22241.html Fri, 17 Apr 2026 19:27:11 +0000 Detective100]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22241.html
Quote:Following my sister's death, I waited to see Myridia's action.
Would they condemn Sheba for what she did, or try to sweep it under the rug.
Their silence, provided the answer.
So, in turn? It is time I shall provide mine.
Prepare the cannons, sharpen your blades, double check the ropes and sails.
The hour of retaliation is coming ever closer.
-Harry Kazana Emeraldi.
Following the death of queen Rubi Kazana Emeraldi within Myridia, rumors started to surface that her brother, the exiled prince Harry was on the move.
Gathering a crew, reaching out to contacts both old and new, while making pit stops for resupplies to his ship. 
Soon enough, word comes back to Myridia officials that the exiled prince was spotted going on the offensive against those wearing Myridia's symbol out on the road.
A preliminary attack, as the prince's intent becomes clear:

War is coming for the Empire.
Date:  TBA
Objective: Capture Sheba.
OOC: A quick reminder to those who want to participate in the attack to contact me in discord (detective100), so that I'll be able to figure out an ideal time zone for everyone on my side.]]>
Quote:Following my sister's death, I waited to see Myridia's action.
Would they condemn Sheba for what she did, or try to sweep it under the rug.
Their silence, provided the answer.
So, in turn? It is time I shall provide mine.
Prepare the cannons, sharpen your blades, double check the ropes and sails.
The hour of retaliation is coming ever closer.
-Harry Kazana Emeraldi.
Following the death of queen Rubi Kazana Emeraldi within Myridia, rumors started to surface that her brother, the exiled prince Harry was on the move.
Gathering a crew, reaching out to contacts both old and new, while making pit stops for resupplies to his ship. 
Soon enough, word comes back to Myridia officials that the exiled prince was spotted going on the offensive against those wearing Myridia's symbol out on the road.
A preliminary attack, as the prince's intent becomes clear:

War is coming for the Empire.
Date:  TBA
Objective: Capture Sheba.
OOC: A quick reminder to those who want to participate in the attack to contact me in discord (detective100), so that I'll be able to figure out an ideal time zone for everyone on my side.]]> <![CDATA[Winter is Coming [RAID?!]]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22225.html Sun, 12 Apr 2026 17:02:25 +0000 awwlie]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22225.html [Image: 37b656b7631f3898deda12803e3a20b5.png]
In the year 2218AC, preparations stir as the trees begin to shed their colored leaves in anticipation of the coming winter. A group, already contesting a legal claim to the house after the passing of the Queen of Fortune, Rubi K. Emeraldi, have reached a legal-stand off, where sides have already been drawn thin on promises of aid. However, this has not caused a halt in their own progress of legitimize their claim over the house.


Annie Richter: Page of the Oracle, Squire of the Knights of Ilios Wrote:I may mourn those you have lost, yet you continue to attempt to coerce and lie about what you have at stake in this house. You hold it over my head as if I did not have the guts to say, ''enough is enough . '' I have played along long enough-- your last offer was a spit in my face, and all my kindness has been for naught. Know this: winter does not come kindly for those unprepared.

And I will say this for the last time:
I offer you one hundred and fifty thousand coins and--no more, no less. If you decline this generous offer, know this: you will be left with nothing.

Date: Tuesday, 14th of April - 3PM EST
Objective: Claim Ownership of the 'Family Home' (632, 501, 1)
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In the year 2218AC, preparations stir as the trees begin to shed their colored leaves in anticipation of the coming winter. A group, already contesting a legal claim to the house after the passing of the Queen of Fortune, Rubi K. Emeraldi, have reached a legal-stand off, where sides have already been drawn thin on promises of aid. However, this has not caused a halt in their own progress of legitimize their claim over the house.


Annie Richter: Page of the Oracle, Squire of the Knights of Ilios Wrote:I may mourn those you have lost, yet you continue to attempt to coerce and lie about what you have at stake in this house. You hold it over my head as if I did not have the guts to say, ''enough is enough . '' I have played along long enough-- your last offer was a spit in my face, and all my kindness has been for naught. Know this: winter does not come kindly for those unprepared.

And I will say this for the last time:
I offer you one hundred and fifty thousand coins and--no more, no less. If you decline this generous offer, know this: you will be left with nothing.

Date: Tuesday, 14th of April - 3PM EST
Objective: Claim Ownership of the 'Family Home' (632, 501, 1)
]]> <![CDATA[Harvest Season of Caethir]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22203.html Tue, 07 Apr 2026 19:10:56 +0000 Peepers]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22203.html [Image: 382cbb8277ae385dae848ac61b8f0d4b.png]

'I have never announced things before. This is new. However, by the Queen's request, I have come to say... happily, that the Harvest Festival, once held by the Jade Sorcerer, has returned!'

'I, Soleil Lunalynn, Apprentice Sorcerer, have brought back a tradition once gathering dust. Would you join me?'
Quote:
There is buzz about Caethir having a public Harvest Ritual in the Autumn Season. All are invited, so long as they are not in hostilities or banned from Caethir, of course.
Come see a tradition from decades ago bloom once more into history!

Date: April 16th, Thursday, at 6:00 PM(EST)
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'I have never announced things before. This is new. However, by the Queen's request, I have come to say... happily, that the Harvest Festival, once held by the Jade Sorcerer, has returned!'

'I, Soleil Lunalynn, Apprentice Sorcerer, have brought back a tradition once gathering dust. Would you join me?'
Quote:
There is buzz about Caethir having a public Harvest Ritual in the Autumn Season. All are invited, so long as they are not in hostilities or banned from Caethir, of course.
Come see a tradition from decades ago bloom once more into history!

Date: April 16th, Thursday, at 6:00 PM(EST)
]]> <![CDATA[Time With No Space]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22193.html Mon, 06 Apr 2026 04:56:56 +0000 AdmiralDigi]]> https://chronicles-of-eternia.com/forum/thread-22193.html [Image: 1400be5f2e32.png]
The Lord of Nowhere, Master of Never, poses a query for all those aware of it and its new role.
It's simple, until you try to be correct.

"I have a question for you.
What is the length of one second?
Devoid of influence? Devoid of gravity? Devoid of perspective?
One second.

To truly answer this, we must discover what it is like to witness time and space separate their dance.
Time without Space, if you will.
Space without Time."

A rite swelters within the Realm in Unreality. The Mind Eater's hands sink deep into the processes of the world around it, prying them away and stealing coherence from logic and reason. It only threatens to do so, for now, in the pursuit of a single question. The Master of Nowhere, Lord of Never, is perhaps the best suited person to find an answer to this question - and it invites all those perplexed by it to learn.

How long is one, true, second?

DATE: TBA
HCOI (HIGH CHANCE OF INJURY)
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The Lord of Nowhere, Master of Never, poses a query for all those aware of it and its new role.
It's simple, until you try to be correct.

"I have a question for you.
What is the length of one second?
Devoid of influence? Devoid of gravity? Devoid of perspective?
One second.

To truly answer this, we must discover what it is like to witness time and space separate their dance.
Time without Space, if you will.
Space without Time."

A rite swelters within the Realm in Unreality. The Mind Eater's hands sink deep into the processes of the world around it, prying them away and stealing coherence from logic and reason. It only threatens to do so, for now, in the pursuit of a single question. The Master of Nowhere, Lord of Never, is perhaps the best suited person to find an answer to this question - and it invites all those perplexed by it to learn.

How long is one, true, second?

DATE: TBA
HCOI (HIGH CHANCE OF INJURY)
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At the edge of New Mavethkar, near the Gate where all roads eventually lead, a gathering will be held.
Not for celebration.
Not for spectacle.
A night for grieving souls  and for those who still carry words left unsaid.


A Candle lighting and Banquet. Burn a candle in honor of the dead, write what you never got to see and see the book offered to the gates and enjoy a feast at the end of it all.

All are welcome to attend. No fighting allowed, leave your differences at home.
Location: New Mavethkar
Date: April 10th 6:30pm est
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At the edge of New Mavethkar, near the Gate where all roads eventually lead, a gathering will be held.
Not for celebration.
Not for spectacle.
A night for grieving souls  and for those who still carry words left unsaid.


A Candle lighting and Banquet. Burn a candle in honor of the dead, write what you never got to see and see the book offered to the gates and enjoy a feast at the end of it all.

All are welcome to attend. No fighting allowed, leave your differences at home.
Location: New Mavethkar
Date: April 10th 6:30pm est
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