*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
*assume that all sentient creatures in this world are about the same size, so a cat would only be marginally larger than a bird. So yes.*
Arkelia turns to face the cat, squawking. “-hello-“ she jumps slightly.
"Hellooooo, my name is Ppppercival, I am an ambassador from Felionia, sent about a peace treaty"
She tilts her head, squawking quietly. “Oh, I see. A non aggression pact? Why, I don’t believe I can accept this on my own without a council of the House, but I can certainly discuss the terms…” she stands, flapping her wings gently. “I am Songbird Arkelia of the Aerie dynasties.”
“Why has Felionia offered an olive branch now?” She squawks. “ and what, precisely, are the terms of this non aggression pact?”
*I cant think of any terms*
*we’ll just go with neutrality between the two nations.*
“Simple enough. I don’t see why any songbird would vote against it. I will propose it during the next council of the house.”
"there is one other thing..." his ears twitch ominously. "we heard that the squirrel republic also wants a treaty. we want you to refuse. if it ends in war, we will ally with you." he grins evilly
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*so is there actually anyone in charge that an ambassador would talk to? cause if not, I guess the cat nation has some sucky timing sending an ambassador*
*there is currently no Empress, they will be elected once people make a collective 3 songbird characters, but the Songbirds are in positions of power.*
the cormorant, Songbird Arkelia, is outside the House of Talons on the western side of the Imperial complex. A tall structure of stone overgrown with foliage, built around and incorporated into several trees, with a room in the center that extends up and up, with roost seats for every member of the house in the vertical structure. Surrounding it in the sides of the building are the offices of the Aerie, most up in the branches of the trees, some in the stone portion of the structure beneath.
arkelia is examining written documents scratched into bark, the demands of the people given to the songbirds.
*would a cat fit into any of their buildings? like a small cat?*
"mrow? mrooowww? "
*assume that all sentient creatures in this world are about the same size, so a cat would only be marginally larger than a bird. So yes.*
Arkelia turns to face the cat, squawking. “-hello-“ she jumps slightly.
"Hellooooo, my name is Ppppercival, I am an ambassador from Felionia, sent about a peace treaty"
She tilts her head, squawking quietly. “Oh, I see. A non aggression pact? Why, I don’t believe I can accept this on my own without a council of the House, but I can certainly discuss the terms…” she stands, flapping her wings gently. “I am Songbird Arkelia of the Aerie dynasties.”
“Why has Felionia offered an olive branch now?” She squawks. “ and what, precisely, are the terms of this non aggression pact?”
*I cant think of any terms*
*we’ll just go with neutrality between the two nations.*
“Simple enough. I don’t see why any songbird would vote against it. I will propose it during the next council of the house.”
"there is one other thing..." his ears twitch ominously. "we heard that the squirrel republic also wants a treaty. we want you to refuse. if it ends in war, we will ally with you." he grins evilly
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
(I can use this now I won’t even need to frame the cats)
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I think it would be funny If someone played the ambassador from the Squirrel Republic, since one seems to be on the way. I would do it, but then I'd be playing both ambassadors*
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
"Look at it this way. would you rather be fighting a war against the Squirrel Republic with Felionia on your side, or Felionia, possibly without any allies at all? after all, the SRP is notorious for backing out of deals just before they commit. also, we have rich, virtually untapped resources, whereas the SRP only has nearly expired stockpiles."
*SRP means Squirrel Republic*
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
"Look at it this way. would you rather be fighting a war against the Squirrel Republic with Felionia on your side, or Felionia, possibly without any allies at all? after all, the SRP is notorious for backing out of deals just before they commit. also, we have rich, virtually untapped resources, whereas the SRP only has nearly expired stockpiles."
*SRP means Squirrel Republic*
She shudders slightly, clacking her beak several times in succession. It’s unnerving.
”You are threatening the Great Aerie dynasties, one of the greatest powers of the woodland realms-…” she pauses. “Formerly. Give me numbers and give me resources. How much can you contribute to the economy of the Aerie? What resources can you provide? Most of what we use in our construction and agriculture that needs replacing our rebuilding is found in our forests. Most.” She adds on, looking at them in the eye.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
She shakes Seyliu’s wing, bowing her neck as well. “Are you seeking to run? The populace will elect practically anyone at this point almost immediately, to get things going again. Or have you just been elected? I will answer any questions you have.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
She shakes Seyliu’s wing, bowing her neck as well. “Are you seeking to run? The populace will elect practically anyone at this point almost immediately, to get things going again. Or have you just been elected? I will answer any questions you have.”
"I wish to become a songbird, and wish to know more about being one, incase I do happen to be elected."
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
She shakes Seyliu’s wing, bowing her neck as well. “Are you seeking to run? The populace will elect practically anyone at this point almost immediately, to get things going again. Or have you just been elected? I will answer any questions you have.”
"I wish to become a songbird, and wish to know more about being one, incase I do happen to be elected."
“Come, follow me.” She says, beginning to waddle towards the House of Talons on the west side of the imperial complex.
”what do you already know? To be completely honest, I am willing to spend what little shinies I personally possess to ensure someone gets elected. I am not yet sure we have enough songbirds to form a council of the house.”
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
"Look at it this way. would you rather be fighting a war against the Squirrel Republic with Felionia on your side, or Felionia, possibly without any allies at all? after all, the SRP is notorious for backing out of deals just before they commit. also, we have rich, virtually untapped resources, whereas the SRP only has nearly expired stockpiles."
*SRP means Squirrel Republic*
She shudders slightly, clacking her beak several times in succession. It’s unnerving.
”You are threatening the Great Aerie dynasties, one of the greatest powers of the woodland realms-…” she pauses. “Formerly. Give me numbers and give me resources. How much can you contribute to the economy of the Aerie? What resources can you provide? Most of what we use in our construction and agriculture that needs replacing our rebuilding is found in our forests. Most.” She adds on, looking at them in the eye.
Purcival seems unfazed. "we can provide supplies, workers, trade routes, food, fresh water, soldiers, everything you could possibly ask for." his eyes glint as his snout curves into the cat version of a grin.
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Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin “No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
A tall, powerful looking aerie wanders around, looking calm let surveying around her. Her feathers are white with black markings on her wings, on her tail, and on her thighs. She has long white legs with deadly claws, dark plumage of feathers protruding from her hair, it's silouete like many magestic horns. She has weirdly long eyelashes for an aerie, a deep red face that turns yellow near the front, with a deep gray blue beak. She wears padded leather clothing, fancy yet protective, holding items useful for scribing. Her clothes are dyed a deep black and a deep gold. She carries a brown belt of leather and metal.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
She shakes Seyliu’s wing, bowing her neck as well. “Are you seeking to run? The populace will elect practically anyone at this point almost immediately, to get things going again. Or have you just been elected? I will answer any questions you have.”
"I wish to become a songbird, and wish to know more about being one, incase I do happen to be elected."
“Come, follow me.” She says, beginning to waddle towards the House of Talons on the west side of the imperial complex.
”what do you already know? To be completely honest, I am willing to spend what little shinies I personally possess to ensure someone gets elected. I am not yet sure we have enough songbirds to form a council of the house.”
"I understand a few laws, I understand the state of disstress the world is in, and I know the responsibilities... at least some of them." *GTG BRB*
“It would seem I was right as I think as I speak cats have entered our kingdom under a “peace mission” and are trying to drag us into war already and that is cause we are weak they think they can bully us but if I’m in charge I will make us the strongest nation ever no one will mush us around they won’t force us into war make me empress I will make us the strongest we have ever been no cats will ever bully us again”
She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
"Look at it this way. would you rather be fighting a war against the Squirrel Republic with Felionia on your side, or Felionia, possibly without any allies at all? after all, the SRP is notorious for backing out of deals just before they commit. also, we have rich, virtually untapped resources, whereas the SRP only has nearly expired stockpiles."
*SRP means Squirrel Republic*
She shudders slightly, clacking her beak several times in succession. It’s unnerving.
”You are threatening the Great Aerie dynasties, one of the greatest powers of the woodland realms-…” she pauses. “Formerly. Give me numbers and give me resources. How much can you contribute to the economy of the Aerie? What resources can you provide? Most of what we use in our construction and agriculture that needs replacing our rebuilding is found in our forests. Most.” She adds on, looking at them in the eye.
Purcival seems unfazed. "we can provide supplies, workers, trade routes, food, fresh water, soldiers, everything you could possibly ask for." his eyes glint as his snout curves into the cat version of a grin.
Scowling, she nods. “I see. I do suppose we are in need of food while we sort out rebuilding and restarting our grub farms, and our seed stores… can you offer work to the common bird? Most of our infrastructure is destroyed and few employers are still open, and probably will not resume for a season. Work and trade is what we need to begin to revitalize our economy.”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“It would seem I was right as I think as I speak cats have entered our kingdom under a “peace mission” and are trying to drag us into war already and that is cause we are weak they think they can bully us but if I’m in charge I will make us the strongest nation ever no one will mush us around they won’t force us into war make me empress I will make us the strongest we have ever been no cats will ever bully us again”
Arkelia flutters down once again. “And how will you do that?”
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-__-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-__-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
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She opens her beak, narrowing her eyes. “And what reason do you have for that? We are not looking for war.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
(I can use this now I won’t even need to frame the cats)
"The Squirrel Republic is a large supplierr of imporrts. we want to rreduce theirr influence, to make way forr ourr own rrising economy."
*they also want the Aerie to have to rely on them for resources, as the Aerie would make a powerful enemy, but if they are reliant on Felionia, they cant*
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Songbird Arkelia approaches the bird slowly, head high. She slightly brushes the plumage on her neck with her claw, before looking back to the aerie. “Greetings!” She caws. “I am songbird Arkelia. You are?…”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
She coos. “And why must we support Felionia instead of the Republic? What incentive might we have?”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I think it would be funny If someone played the ambassador from the Squirrel Republic, since one seems to be on the way. I would do it, but then I'd be playing both ambassadors*
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"Look at it this way. would you rather be fighting a war against the Squirrel Republic with Felionia on your side, or Felionia, possibly without any allies at all? after all, the SRP is notorious for backing out of deals just before they commit. also, we have rich, virtually untapped resources, whereas the SRP only has nearly expired stockpiles."
*SRP means Squirrel Republic*
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"Seyliu Willow." She bows her neck, holding out a wing to shake. "I come here to ask you about the ways of being a Songbird."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She shudders slightly, clacking her beak several times in succession. It’s unnerving.
”You are threatening the Great Aerie dynasties, one of the greatest powers of the woodland realms-…” she pauses. “Formerly. Give me numbers and give me resources. How much can you contribute to the economy of the Aerie? What resources can you provide? Most of what we use in our construction and agriculture that needs replacing our rebuilding is found in our forests. Most.” She adds on, looking at them in the eye.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Once more sir fiddles brings out their box and prepares to give a speech
She shakes Seyliu’s wing, bowing her neck as well. “Are you seeking to run? The populace will elect practically anyone at this point almost immediately, to get things going again. Or have you just been elected? I will answer any questions you have.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"I wish to become a songbird, and wish to know more about being one, incase I do happen to be elected."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Songbird Arkelia flaps by, landing on a low branch of one of the enormous trees dotting the Imperial Complex, watching Sir Fiddles.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“Come, follow me.” She says, beginning to waddle towards the House of Talons on the west side of the imperial complex.
”what do you already know? To be completely honest, I am willing to spend what little shinies I personally possess to ensure someone gets elected. I am not yet sure we have enough songbirds to form a council of the house.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Purcival seems unfazed. "we can provide supplies, workers, trade routes, food, fresh water, soldiers, everything you could possibly ask for." his eyes glint as his snout curves into the cat version of a grin.
Nebularoace he/her call me Foalin
“No doubt I’ll tire of this eventually, but for now… I am content.” -Murtagh
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
extended sig(click it) :3
"I understand a few laws, I understand the state of disstress the world is in, and I know the responsibilities... at least some of them." *GTG BRB*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“It would seem I was right as I think as I speak cats have entered our kingdom under a “peace mission” and are trying to drag us into war already and that is cause we are weak they think they can bully us but if I’m in charge I will make us the strongest nation ever no one will mush us around they won’t force us into war make me empress I will make us the strongest we have ever been no cats will ever bully us again”
Scowling, she nods. “I see. I do suppose we are in need of food while we sort out rebuilding and restarting our grub farms, and our seed stores… can you offer work to the common bird? Most of our infrastructure is destroyed and few employers are still open, and probably will not resume for a season. Work and trade is what we need to begin to revitalize our economy.”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Arkelia flutters down once again. “And how will you do that?”
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-One more time, for the Money- Two Time, for the Love- Three time, for the Beauty, these are the things that dreams are made of-_
_-At The First Thanksgiving-_ _-Official Harbinger of Mariah Carey-_ _-Secretly Mrs. Claus-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”