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OOC: This is an OPEN BY REQUEST thread. Please PM me if interested in joining, as this thread is affected by the Connlaothian Civil war. The character, though not address by his name, is Killian Gryst, who is about 27ish in this thread, which is at the end of year 8 of the war, and during the long, harsh winter.


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trigger warning- as there is blood and mature content afoot!.

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Heavy breaths made his throat raw, and heavy steps made his legs lead, feeling useless, worthless, hopeless as he pressed through the unknown, through the cold, a single soldier on his back, while his own arm dripped a lengthy trail of blood. The surprise attack on Fort Dhagh had caused he and the men at his post a great number of casualties.... and he could only think that, perhaps if not for the thick blanket of snow, they could have had the upper hand.

But he had a job to do, and the echoing voices of the battle left heavy scars in his heart, and at one point he still believed he was a youth, but in that day, during that battle, he felt himself becoming a true man.

Innocence was dead, as was the sun, that had long since faded away into the blizzarding night. And though he ached, he refused to stop, that was, until he paused to realize- the injured man on his back was dead.

Throwing the soldier down into the snow, he paused in the moment, shivering from the cold, shivering from the sorrow, and shivering as if wishing for his own defeat. He had not come this way without his own injuries, but in a foolish attempt to save a life, he had grabbed his companion, who had taken the brunt of the canon that had spilled their cart and horse- and down intoa  ravene they had tumbled.

He supposed they were lucky to be alive, as he recalled laying there, his entire body stunned. And though the explosion barely marred him, the fall did. A large tree branch was jutting out from his arm, bloodied and glistening red in whatever daylight could break through the relentless snow. And he didn't know how he did it, or even why, but he found the strength to rise, found the strength to move on... but was it all for nothing?

Staring down, he realized he couldn't feel his arm, and out of desperation in the moment, he began to tear at his clothes. Upon examining the wound, and trying to get his arm to lift, to move, to do anything, he realized that his limb was dead.

And just like that...
The snow lifted, just as his blue eyes gave way to the bubbling swell of fresh, salty tears.



Was it hours that passed? Was it hours that he changed? Was it hours that made him realize the hopelessness in this game? His heart burned so much for the woman who felt like worlds away, and now, to him, she was all he had left. And he knew, this could not be the end.

Fumbling through the night, he managed a fire and used it to defrost his limbs, or limb, for no matter how hard he tried, the limb turning dark, turning blue, turning grey-
He could feel and move nothing. And recalling another soldier who suffered the same fate, he came to realize he had but one choice-

Keep the limb, but it's death would poison him.
Or cut it off. And that thought, was almost too much to bear.
And it seemed like hours again that he fought, realizing that the only solution, the only way to surviving and ever getting back to see her, was to do it-

To remove his arm and use the heat of the fire to seal the wound shut.




And so after man moments of sobbing, of shaking, of tears streaming down his face and snot, down his nose, he rose his blade, now freshly sharpened-


And removed the limb in a few, gut wrenching strikes.
But with each hit, with each cut, he thought of her face, until he could see her no more but the pain, and the blood was everywhere, and he was manic, almost too far gone to realize what he must do. But as he writhed, the blood staining the snow all around him, he managed to grab for the fire- and sealed the wound shut.

And as he lay there, the sharp winds of the dying storm cutting through his long hair, he felt his tears rolling down his face, as his cheeks sunk into the snow- not realizing how far his screaming echoes would go.
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SilmeriaElemred

The cold winds carried the cries far and a bird, with the size of a dragon large enough to carry a few people looked up. Not just a bird; a phoenix. With feathers despite not burning in her current state, still had the beautiful colors of red, orange and yellow with some patterns.

It was not often Silmeria descended from the skies. But she needed to eat and drink regulary. She had taken down a large deer and ate its flesh until the screams reached her.

''A person... out in this weather?'' she thought. It had been a while since she had actual interaction with someone. 416 or 417 years to be more exact. And it had not been a happy parting.

''None of my business...'' she muttered as she washed her beak in the snow. Still it was a cry of pain. Terror. Surely most of her encounters with mortals had been nothing but pain and betrayal. She spreaded her wings ready to take flight since her meal was over.
Something gnawed at her conscious. It was not like this person was responsible for all her suffered pain right? And not all of the people she had encountered left her with bad experiences.

''I suppose I could check it out.'' she said eventually to herself and sighed deeply. If the person had bad intentions the deer would not be the only thing she killed this night. But she would not meet the source of the scream like this. No.

It was in a spur of a moment that the calm feathers all seemed to catch flame and changed form. Or rather, she did. When the flames were gone, there was a young woman where the phoenix was before. With hair as white as snow. Skin color of fair porselain and raspberry red lips. Her clothes a simple white dress that reached till halfway her upperlegs, with black laces. On both her arms were sleeves seperated from the actual dress. Her stomach section was exposed. On her feet were white boots and black stockings till about her knees. With a knife she removed leftover meat from the deer and packed it in some of its skin.

She felt her hair after cleaning her hands to make sure there were no stray feathers and picked up her bag. Removing a black leather belt and two swords from it. After putting the belt over her dress and attached the swords, Silmeria swung the bag over her shoulders and headed to the direction of the scream.

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Silmeria had not expected two men. Both or one had managed somehow to get a weak fire going. But it was the blood she had noticed first and bit her lip. The persons looked weak from their wounds and she would not be suprised if they were dead or dying. Even if they would attack her she could always strike first. But she could not help but feeling sorry for them.

With that thought, she approached them.
''If you stay that way you freeze to death.'' she said calm and kindly and focussed on the fire. Taking control of it and made the flames warmer.

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She appeared from a whole other world, for when his ice blue eyes opened all he could see was a swirling world of snow, blue skies and ice. Her white hair blended into this world, those eyes like something he'd never seen. Was this a dream? Was she- an angel to appear before him? If so- was he dead?

He opened his lips, which were cracked, fresh blood opening as they moved. But he could say nothing, could move nothing- his body, his world-

All numb and as unfeeling as the snow.
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SilmeriaElemred

Silmeria looked at the man for a moment before aproaching further and jnejt down beside him. The thought of turning into her true form and embrace this young man in her wings crossed her mind.

''Shhhh..lets get you warm ok? '' she whispered and knelt down beside him. She noticed his arm and lowered her head as if in defeat. It would most likely infect like this later. Bit it was not what she felt like she had to do. After placing her bag in the snow she retrieved a blanket from it and gently helped Killian sit up. Her touch and body temperature was warm and after positioning Killian properly she held him close. Wrapping the blanket around the both of them. ''There. Much better isnt it? '' she said. Silmeria could feel how cold he was and she hoped that despite he hasmd list a lot of blood and his arm he would survive.

''You are lucky though... you could have had the winterwinds as eternal lullaby. What is your name.'' For now, she would have to try to keep this stranger conscious

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He had no idea what was going on, those blue eyes wondering and lost. By the time his mind came around, his lips were shivering- and he, still unable to reply as teeth chattered and his body shook from the cold against her. If there was something odd about her warmth he was in no state of mind to question it, and whens he posed her question, he did try to answer, but only breaths and trembles came out as he choked and shivered.
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Silmeria brought her body as close to Killians as she could. ''If you can not speak now it is alright. Just do not fall asleep.'' She closed her eyes slowly expending her aura of warmth. She was not sure what to say further. Afraid she'd might say something wrong. So she started to softly sing instead.

''Gods that are up high
Do you hear my prayer
Sent to you by the sparks of this burning pyre

...''

As she continued the song she allowed her head to rest beside his so he could not see her face. Releasing a few silver tears which she picked from her cheek with one of her fingers before pulling back a little bit and applied them on his torn lip. With her tears in his bloodstream hopefulky whatever damage there was would be fixed. The song finished. ''You are safe now. When you can speak tell me your name. My name, is Silmeria.''

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He didn't know what to call this state of being. He was at death's door, yet also becoming as calm as a child at a mother's lullaby. And the closeness, it made him shiver all the more as he felt the warmth come to him. Though she told him not to sleep, his eyes began to drift close, too weak to remain open. The only thing he listened to then, was the bubbling warmth the pair shared, which somehow masked the winds that now whipped at the trees and the skies, darkening, threatening with more snow.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

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Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

''Looks like I have no choice...'' Silmeria muttered to herself. Studdying the mans condition she had two options; getting them both naked or changing form. But she felt the first would not be enough in this case.

''I have to blindfold you for a bit. Just a bit. Do not worry though. I will not hurt you or let you be prey to wolves or anything else. You must not remove the blindfold under any condition''

She removed one of her sleeves and gently wrapped it around his head. It would not prevent him seeing the shades of fire but he would not see her form would he sudden open his eyes.
The finished the blindfold with a gentle knot  and made sure that it was not to tight but not to easy to remove either.

Silmeria wrapped the blanket a little more around the stranger and exited it herself. Resting her head against his chest. ''Do not fear. My fire will not hurt you.'' she spoke before flames surrounded her. Some flames licking Killians skin but Silmeria made sure they would feel like warm wind on his face. When the flames were gone she was back in her majestic form and shifted around before using her head to move him against her warm soft feathery body, and placed her wing over him like an extra blanket.

With Killian between her body and wing, and out of the winds path, he should be able to warm up properly while the tears, if they worked, would heal his wounds.

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Not able to properly fight back, even if he wanted to, Killian trembled at the cold, at the unknown- but the display of colors, the warmth...
He didn't know what to make of it, but it was all his senses could take. And once his body began to warm up, his eyes slowly closed and soon he was asleep, protected by the chill and the snow until he awoke several hours later with a start, confused as to how there was a woman overtop of him, and how it was both were not turned into human ice cubes.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

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Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

Once Killian was warm enough Silmeria had returned to her humanform and wrapped him and herself in the blanket. She had removed the blindfold as well and at some point dozed off. At the least she had removed the blindfold.

As Killian woke though her eyes opened as well and greeted him with a smile.''looks like you are awake. Good. It means you will live.'' She moved a bit away from him so she could stand and walk but did make sure Killian was still in the blanket. The fire despite being out of fuel was still burning giving off a welcoming warmth.''are you hungry? Or more thirsty.'' She said as she took some cooking materials from her bag

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Killian just stared, hardly believing what was going on as he rubbed the back of his head.
"I must've hit my head harder than I thought.. but er.. excuse me, Miss... but uh- who.. who are you? And..." As he looked around, he had a sinking suspicion of just why they were out in the cold and snow- though all of his memories hadn't clearly come back to him.
"Where.. where are we? Is this... is this still the Kilanthros?"
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

''We are in the Sirantil Valley.'' Silmeria replied as she put some of the deerfat she packed last night in a pan which she placed on some stones in the fire.''That is the only name I know the region by.'' She took the meat out of her bag too and defroze it gently before seasoning it.''Silmeria is my name. What is yours?'' She asked.'' You must have went through hell. When I found you you were almost dead.'' His friend was what she had not mentioned yet or his arm. But Silmeria valued life enough to at least having positioned his friend more peacefully and covered him with a blanket before he had become frozen solid.

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Killian's face twisted quizzically.
"The valley?" And as he looked around, it would appear as if they had found their way at the base of the mountains. Had he truly traveled that far? Looking back over at the woman, he took her in for a moment before repeating her name.
"Silmeria?" He paused, thinking it over as he blinked. "So you... you found me out here?" he went on to ask, seemign to forget to give his name in return.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

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''I heard you. And then found you. Be glad I am a pyromancer or you'd be frozen to death know. I have kept you warm none stop.'' She cut the deer meat in more edible sizes before putting them in the pan causing them to sizzle. She did not bake the meat long though. It was red meat. Raw was always the best but she knew most stomachs could not handle it. She brought Killian a plate with the meats when it was done.''eat. Man whose name I do not yet know.'' She said with a warm motherly smile.''you need your strength... and lost a lot of blood.''

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Killian simply stared at her, her words registering but it was hard to digest. Pyromancer?

"So you're a mage then?" he asked, accepting the plate but not quite eating.
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I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

''Yes.'' She said and waved with her hand creating several birds made of flame. Her blue eyes becoming as red as fire itself but were gentle. ''I can create, manipulate and form fire.'' The birds flew to Killian and settled on his shoulder but they were not hot or burning him or the clothes he wore. ''Also heat.'' She said before she let the birds fly away and vanished

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Killian remained still, eyes still wide at what she displayed before sputtering, "It.. it is not safe for you here." And his voice was hoarse, and his body, still trembling slightly. "You're in a land ravaged by war- and magic... Magic here is outlawed."
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The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

''Humans and their wars... magic exists way longer then they do and now they banned it?'' She sighed deeply.''So nothing has changed the past 416 years...'' she paused.''If magic is prohibited thrn that is their problem. Since my existence itself as I currently am is magic. If there are patrols I doubt that they find us here.'' Her expression went from slightly annoyed to kind again and she reduced the fire to a normal ember. ''But since you seem to fear so much I will hold back. Eat. It is still warm.''

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"I fear much, yes, my choices along with it. You see.. I'm a fallen soldier, though I fought for the side against magic I........ I do not know what I am to think. I.. it's.. hard to believe it is all evil. But after I saw what can happen to men on either side..." He shook his head, trying to blink back tears before his blue eyes went down to where his arm ought to have been- and he simply stared at it, as if for eternity.

"It is hard to believe war is the answer to anything.."
CHECK OUT MY LATEST SITE EVENT!
The Never King- a king erased from history because of his dabblings in dark magic (among other things...) suddenly because a present day problem when an unlikely group of adventurers 'awakens' him from the grave. You can read more about the event on the plotting page here and information page here!

I ran the Connlaothian civil war. For more info, check out it's page here. The war has now turned into a 'Cold War' with it's plotting page found here. It's no longer a huge site wide event but the scars are there.

My currently active characters:
Grand Duke Calent Allarrick // Aella Coleridge // Blaith Harmond // Kella Harmond  // Hope Allarrick // Krah Mordeth // Mehtwald Allaen // Zannrick Austengarde // Katahnia Harmond // Jinai Rinstgate  // Leif Arrant // Dekka Blade  // Kentamin Dhelsbar  // Dahnny Quills  // Victoria Armani  // Ohna Waitsmith  // Jarrett L'isson  // Trest Arristaire  // Clayton "Jack-in-the-Box" Wilson // Cullen  //  Vels // Shay // Killian  // Fluke  // Mellesta // Danning // Petrin // Gavriella // Dornsley // Miersck // Aelith // Iyla // Angel // Ellarrah // Persea Ah'nikh // Phone // Jace // Ne'friss // Opus Dey // Lord Amalin // Ehvren // Narophne // Edward // Dehzrehn // Chase Vander // Valeska // Jayo //Layana // Rezvek // Red Sun // Harmanaija // Mirajah // Liana // Oska //Hay-gee // Beatrice // Ninn // Dao'bachpa //Pao'orha // Mae'leena // Davishire // Davina// Gemla // Hyathia //Thethysis // Urd // Missendria // Ina-herit // Feni'tat // Phen // Evelyn // Kell // Striker // Ithica // Connor // Vlint // The Gambler // Lord Aegis // Thomas // Quince // Althea // Vaeyna // Ihlsepar Asawa'eht // Krazxick // Djchastese // Katoma // Na'o // Moonlight // Bluesong //Caollette // Artemis // Arrick // Evetta //Jackal // Winston //Lenny // Anphis // Hebara //Ibra // Dre'hn // Veride // Arthund // Kao

SilmeriaElemred

''...'' A silence fell over Silmeria. ''I would lie if I said I never have been in a war. I thought... was made belueve that all the battles I fought and armies I lead massacering the enemy was good. For the kindom. Until I realised I was used and killed innocent people. But war... it is for fear. Land. Money. Jealousy Selfishness. It is never good. But a war against magic... it is not like we choose to have it. Be born like this. But you know... a person who is crazy wielding a dagger is more deadly then a mage who wishes to coexist with his or her magic.'' She casted Killian a firm look. Which softened as she whispered an apology to him.''Fortunatly... people change''