Lady Bouclaire, along with her diplomats, has sent two dozen messengers carrying messages to every nearby land, inviting all people of status (leaders and any other important characters) to a ball at Lyrebirdโs Landing-the centuries old, newly renovated castle in Old Caterinna, not only to celebrate the Caterinnian revolution, but also to formally meet with all of her neighboring factions. It is a peaceful event, and no organized troops will be allowed to approach the town of Old Caterinna.
Des decides to go, too confused by all this alliance chaos.
*if anyone wants to roleplay, one of Lady Bouclaireโs messengers may have found their way to your settlement!*
CAN I MIGRATE ARCH PLS
*yeah, sure, since you havenโt done much yet, itโs fine.*
My town migrates away from the river into the mountains behind it, where I build my town atop the peaks, a place thatโs easy to defend, where neither oceans or raiders can reach us.
Wait until Bananer has thought for a bit, stop trying to persuade him now. 'Naner needs a moment, okay everyone?
THX
I will just sign a non-aggression pact with you but you have to not help anyone I attack that's my only condition and I swear on my honor as a viking I will uphold this deal this is my last deal with you janet and I will stop bothering you
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!โ
โThe elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!โ
*you definitely can! Remember, it costs troops, however.*
*anyways this is for everybody:*
Lady Bouclaire, along with her diplomats, has sent two dozen messengers carrying messages to every nearby land, inviting all people of status (leaders and any other important characters) to a ball at Lyrebirdโs Landing-the centuries old, newly renovated castle in Old Caterinna, not only to celebrate the Caterinnian revolution, but also to formally meet with all of her neighboring factions. It is a peaceful event, and no organized troops will be allowed to approach the town of Old Caterinna.
A lone rider approaches from the north, as if following the river. They sit atop a massive elk-like beast, its horns in full tine and capped with brass decor, beads and chains hanging from it. The mount is adorned with simple white blankets, woolen and embroidered with silver and black knitting. The elkโs fur is a deep russet around the body, its neck and head white with small flecks that almost appear like snow. While unarmored, it appears to have some sort of cleated shoes, like that of a horseโs, colored a matte gray and glazed with an orangish color. Dyed rope and simple chains act as a harness, securing the under blanket to the beast, a thin leather strap acting as a clip-in for its rider.
The man atop of it is sitting sidesaddle, with winter boots laced up with black string and fur-lined pants. His tail curls neatly over his lap, also decorated with jewelry though a bit more of the silver variety. His horns bear the same adornment, and while only half of his face is visible due to the white cowl overlaying the face scarf, he looks to have some form of minimal decorative facepaint, almost like makeup, to accentuate the eyes. The rest of his outfit is simple, as he appears armorless - though he carries two hand crossbows, each made of ashen wood and bone. A short cloak softly flutters behind him, with a foreign faded symbol of a silver sword and sun.
He arrives at the gate, silvery eyes shining friendly as he presents his invitation.
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โ ฮด cyno โข he/him โข number one paladin fanฮด โ making a smoothie for meta โโโโโโ| EXTENDED SIG |โโโโโโ ฮฆ โข redpeltโs biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red โข ฮฆ
Lady Bouclaire, along with her diplomats, has sent two dozen messengers carrying messages to every nearby land, inviting all people of status (leaders and any other important characters) to a ball at Lyrebirdโs Landing-the centuries old, newly renovated castle in Old Caterinna, not only to celebrate the Caterinnian revolution, but also to formally meet with all of her neighboring factions. It is a peaceful event, and no organized troops will be allowed to approach the town of Old Caterinna.
The Lich (not mechanically, just flavor-wise) Pontiff Blackmoore levitates over to the event, bringing with him a shambling drove of undead. None of them are armed, and most of them are very childlike, or are occupied with taking care of the less intelligent undead.
Lyrebirdโs landing, on the edge of Old Caterinna, a bit aways from the river, is a giant keep surrounded by walls. The gates are open, and servants are greeting many nobles and feudal lords, escorting them into the castle, which, while a bit rundown on the outside, is newly renovated and decorated extravagantly on the inside. Itโs crawling with guards. Many Caterinnians seem quiteโฆ confused at Blackmooreโs small horde of undead, but they have little experience with such forces and have no legends or stories of them, so are less wary then others from other settlements may be. Pontiff Blackmoore, upon entering the keep, is greeted by a nervous servant in fine clothes. The gardens around them are newly planted and are filled with opulently dressed aristocrats and servants.
The undead each take a cup. The wights look overjoyed, while the lich remains expressionless. "Thank you so very much." It rasps. "I will remember this gift for ages to come." They all take a drink in unison, but after that their synchronization disappears once more. "Exquisite. Absolutely exquisite."
He smiles "It's a family recipe"
"Really? That sounds like a very nice thing to receive from one's parents. Maybe I should develop some recipes to pass down to my descendants. A gift through time." It lets out a rattling, sighing laugh. "This domain is quite lovely. Did you make it all yourself?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*yeah, sure, since you havenโt done much yet, itโs fine.*
Everyone pls stop.
Wait until Bananer has thought for a bit, stop trying to persuade him now. 'Naner needs a moment, okay everyone?
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
๐๐ค๐๐ค ๐ฉท๐๐
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Lady Bouclaire, along with her diplomats, has sent two dozen messengers carrying messages to every nearby land, inviting all people of status (leaders and any other important characters) to a ball at Lyrebirdโs Landing-the centuries old, newly renovated castle in Old Caterinna, not only to celebrate the Caterinnian revolution, but also to formally meet with all of her neighboring factions. It is a peaceful event, and no organized troops will be allowed to approach the town of Old Caterinna.
Des decides to go, too confused by all this alliance chaos.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Okay but Tara are you a coastal city
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
THX
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
No. Foresty. Wherever trees go
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
๐๐ค๐๐ค ๐ฉท๐๐
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
My town migrates away from the river into the mountains behind it, where I build my town atop the peaks, a place thatโs easy to defend, where neither oceans or raiders can reach us.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
You are welcome, mate
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
๐๐ค๐๐ค ๐ฉท๐๐
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
I will just sign a non-aggression pact with you but you have to not help anyone I attack that's my only condition and I swear on my honor as a viking I will uphold this deal this is my last deal with you janet and I will stop bothering you
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*I left for a minute!*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!โ
โThe elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!โ
Alright I'm willing to ally with both you and bananer at the same time
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Iโve been here the whole time and Iโm still confused.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
A lone rider approaches from the north, as if following the river. They sit atop a massive elk-like beast, its horns in full tine and capped with brass decor, beads and chains hanging from it. The mount is adorned with simple white blankets, woolen and embroidered with silver and black knitting. The elkโs fur is a deep russet around the body, its neck and head white with small flecks that almost appear like snow. While unarmored, it appears to have some sort of cleated shoes, like that of a horseโs, colored a matte gray and glazed with an orangish color. Dyed rope and simple chains act as a harness, securing the under blanket to the beast, a thin leather strap acting as a clip-in for its rider.
The man atop of it is sitting sidesaddle, with winter boots laced up with black string and fur-lined pants. His tail curls neatly over his lap, also decorated with jewelry though a bit more of the silver variety. His horns bear the same adornment, and while only half of his face is visible due to the white cowl overlaying the face scarf, he looks to have some form of minimal decorative facepaint, almost like makeup, to accentuate the eyes. The rest of his outfit is simple, as he appears armorless - though he carries two hand crossbows, each made of ashen wood and bone. A short cloak softly flutters behind him, with a foreign faded symbol of a silver sword and sun.
He arrives at the gate, silvery eyes shining friendly as he presents his invitation.
โ ฮด cyno โข he/him โข number one paladin fan ฮด โ
making a smoothie for meta
โโโโโโ| EXTENDED SIG |โโโโโโ
ฮฆ โข redpeltโs biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red โข ฮฆ
Um ok since Gonzalo canโt get me, ally now?
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
It's simple your in high demand me and Tara want to ally with you and so does Gonzalo
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Lyrebirdโs landing, on the edge of Old Caterinna, a bit aways from the river, is a giant keep surrounded by walls. The gates are open, and servants are greeting many nobles and feudal lords, escorting them into the castle, which, while a bit rundown on the outside, is newly renovated and decorated extravagantly on the inside. Itโs crawling with guards. Many Caterinnians seem quiteโฆ confused at Blackmooreโs small horde of undead, but they have little experience with such forces and have no legends or stories of them, so are less wary then others from other settlements may be. Pontiff Blackmoore, upon entering the keep, is greeted by a nervous servant in fine clothes. The gardens around them are newly planted and are filled with opulently dressed aristocrats and servants.
Guh I gtg but will be back.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Really? That sounds like a very nice thing to receive from one's parents. Maybe I should develop some recipes to pass down to my descendants. A gift through time." It lets out a rattling, sighing laugh. "This domain is quite lovely. Did you make it all yourself?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
You wanna be a war buddy then :3
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Dude please just stop RN!
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
๐๐ค๐๐ค ๐ฉท๐๐
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.