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		<title><![CDATA[Beasts of Beyond - Emerald Isles]]></title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 06:34:27 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title><![CDATA[a new life begins [gardening]]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18328</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 23 Nov 2024 06:07:52 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3802">Zuriela</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[Zuriela had joined with her cub a bit ago. She was spending her days resting and healing up. Regaining herself and finding her place was harder that she expected. She had been unable to do much outside of follow her kid. Now? Oh now she was better. She was herself and she was outside again. Today, her cub was not with her. She was in her yard. Slowly digging small holes in silence. Ears swiveling to hear any sounds. Still on edge in her new home. <br />
<br />
She would finish the last of many holes and would head over to a basket on the steps of her home. Slowly collecting it. she would spill seeds into the holes one by one. Covering them while humming. Soon she would break out into a soft song. Almost a lullaby. Tender and sad in tone. It was clear her mind was not on the world now. It was on the work at hand.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Zuriela had joined with her cub a bit ago. She was spending her days resting and healing up. Regaining herself and finding her place was harder that she expected. She had been unable to do much outside of follow her kid. Now? Oh now she was better. She was herself and she was outside again. Today, her cub was not with her. She was in her yard. Slowly digging small holes in silence. Ears swiveling to hear any sounds. Still on edge in her new home. <br />
<br />
She would finish the last of many holes and would head over to a basket on the steps of her home. Slowly collecting it. she would spill seeds into the holes one by one. Covering them while humming. Soon she would break out into a soft song. Almost a lullaby. Tender and sad in tone. It was clear her mind was not on the world now. It was on the work at hand.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[DINNER DATE]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18324</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 14 Nov 2024 14:15:43 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=1358">METEOR</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style=" background-image:url(https://i0.wp.com/farm4.staticflickr.com/3723/9505656362_812301f039_o.gif); margin: auto; background-color: #e4e4e4; max-width: 625px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: #000; padding: 3%; margin-top: 25px;"><div style="font-family: impact; font-size: 50pt; color: #dedede; text-shadow: 1px 1px transparent, 1px -1px transparent, -1px 1px transparent, -1px -1px transparent; position: absolute; margin-top: -36px; max-width: 625px; text-align: center;">METEOR</div>
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The ram-horned lion stalked through the trees. Despite the autumn leaf fall, his paws fell silently. It was an amusing challenge, walking silently, amongst these trees. The Big Island’s tropical ecosystem didn’t have this seasonal challenge. But, of course, the cannibal’s island didn’t have wild boar bothering hapless villagers.<br />
<br />
Meteor’s tail swished. There are, he considers, strange ways to succeed as an intelligent carnivore. <br />
<br />
Would a not-sentient lion understand how to win a negotiation such that he receives payment for taking what he needs? The smell of boar was heavy. He continued along the trail of beaten-down undergrowth and upturned soil. <br />
<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Am I as greedy as a wild boar?</span> He didn’t particularly care whether that statement is true or not. The not-sentient boar are too stupid; they consume thoughtlessly, which makes them too bothersome to the nearby civilization. Selected to be culled. Perhaps these boar could talk. Perhaps they couldn’t. Regardless, Meteor didn’t care; he’s getting paid by the head, and each head comes with a roastable meat.<br />
<br />
Piggy noises from the left.<br />
<br />
Meteor stopped. His tail flicked. He glanced to Kole. And grinned. Finally, the hiking was over, and the hunting could begin.<br />
<br />
<dvz_me_placeholder id="0" />.<br />
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style=" background-image:url(https://i0.wp.com/farm4.staticflickr.com/3723/9505656362_812301f039_o.gif); margin: auto; background-color: #e4e4e4; max-width: 625px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: #000; padding: 3%; margin-top: 25px;"><div style="font-family: impact; font-size: 50pt; color: #dedede; text-shadow: 1px 1px transparent, 1px -1px transparent, -1px 1px transparent, -1px -1px transparent; position: absolute; margin-top: -36px; max-width: 625px; text-align: center;">METEOR</div>
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<br />
The ram-horned lion stalked through the trees. Despite the autumn leaf fall, his paws fell silently. It was an amusing challenge, walking silently, amongst these trees. The Big Island’s tropical ecosystem didn’t have this seasonal challenge. But, of course, the cannibal’s island didn’t have wild boar bothering hapless villagers.<br />
<br />
Meteor’s tail swished. There are, he considers, strange ways to succeed as an intelligent carnivore. <br />
<br />
Would a not-sentient lion understand how to win a negotiation such that he receives payment for taking what he needs? The smell of boar was heavy. He continued along the trail of beaten-down undergrowth and upturned soil. <br />
<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Am I as greedy as a wild boar?</span> He didn’t particularly care whether that statement is true or not. The not-sentient boar are too stupid; they consume thoughtlessly, which makes them too bothersome to the nearby civilization. Selected to be culled. Perhaps these boar could talk. Perhaps they couldn’t. Regardless, Meteor didn’t care; he’s getting paid by the head, and each head comes with a roastable meat.<br />
<br />
Piggy noises from the left.<br />
<br />
Meteor stopped. His tail flicked. He glanced to Kole. And grinned. Finally, the hiking was over, and the hunting could begin.<br />
<br />
<dvz_me_placeholder id="0" />.<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[Rumblings in the Wind ◈ November Meeting 11/12]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18321</link>
			<pubDate>Wed, 13 Nov 2024 00:48:55 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=1280">Nord</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[A cold wind causes Nord to shiver as he circles Samar Plaza. His claws scrape against the spinel carved rose as he circles once more and lets out a roar before landing. His scales glisten with saltwater as twilight hues dance across the sky. The Sovran watches Crystalline slowly filter into the plaza. His golden eyes glowing as dusk slowly greets the world, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"Greetings, beloved Crystalline. It has been quite awhile since I've shown my face, but I'm back for good this time."</span></span> A huffing chuckle rumbles from his chest, he continues, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"In this time, we have had many minor...issues with boars, so I have allowed hunters from the Descendants of the Departed to hunt them in exchange for laying hens. For every boar they kill, they get ten egg hens. Any Descendant hunting is to be reported, but not attacked."</span></span> Eyes narrow as faint distain seeps from his words, visibly bristling before relaxing, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We have also received word from a Horde member that they are...allowing other groups to join their masquerade ball. Anyone who wishes to attend may do so. I may make an appearance if I have time, in costume perhaps."</span></span><br />
<br />
Swinging his head high, Nord places his wingtips in front of him to support him as he leans forward. The wyvern booms, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We have added <dvz_me_placeholder id="1" /> to our ranks as Lieutenant, and <dvz_me_placeholder id="2" /> as our Hawker. Be sure to support them!"</span></span> Pausing as he listens fondly to the crowd rouse congratulations to the promoted, Nord pushes on, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We still have space for several ranks and titles, be sure to check the <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18154" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">Rank Sign-Ups</a> if you wish to be promoted!"</span></span> Claws scrape once more against the spinel rose, absent prayers for forgiveness fading from his mind to Samar. Gracefully, Nord pushes himself up, wings folding against his back, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"Since we currently have no Paragons, I would like to hear ideas for small events to take place until Aether's Lament. Any ideas are welcome from all ranks."</span></span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[A cold wind causes Nord to shiver as he circles Samar Plaza. His claws scrape against the spinel carved rose as he circles once more and lets out a roar before landing. His scales glisten with saltwater as twilight hues dance across the sky. The Sovran watches Crystalline slowly filter into the plaza. His golden eyes glowing as dusk slowly greets the world, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"Greetings, beloved Crystalline. It has been quite awhile since I've shown my face, but I'm back for good this time."</span></span> A huffing chuckle rumbles from his chest, he continues, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"In this time, we have had many minor...issues with boars, so I have allowed hunters from the Descendants of the Departed to hunt them in exchange for laying hens. For every boar they kill, they get ten egg hens. Any Descendant hunting is to be reported, but not attacked."</span></span> Eyes narrow as faint distain seeps from his words, visibly bristling before relaxing, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We have also received word from a Horde member that they are...allowing other groups to join their masquerade ball. Anyone who wishes to attend may do so. I may make an appearance if I have time, in costume perhaps."</span></span><br />
<br />
Swinging his head high, Nord places his wingtips in front of him to support him as he leans forward. The wyvern booms, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We have added <dvz_me_placeholder id="1" /> to our ranks as Lieutenant, and <dvz_me_placeholder id="2" /> as our Hawker. Be sure to support them!"</span></span> Pausing as he listens fondly to the crowd rouse congratulations to the promoted, Nord pushes on, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"We still have space for several ranks and titles, be sure to check the <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18154" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">Rank Sign-Ups</a> if you wish to be promoted!"</span></span> Claws scrape once more against the spinel rose, absent prayers for forgiveness fading from his mind to Samar. Gracefully, Nord pushes himself up, wings folding against his back, <span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"Since we currently have no Paragons, I would like to hear ideas for small events to take place until Aether's Lament. Any ideas are welcome from all ranks."</span></span>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[End of the Earth ; horde]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18306</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 05 Nov 2024 01:21:32 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3843">HUGO</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[Hugo couldn't tell where Emerald Isles began and where it ended. There were far too many named locations for his little, barely working brain to handle, and he couldn't tell where he was supposed to stop. With the sole intention of not getting spitroasting by a bedazzled dragon on his journey, Hugo chose to stop at somewhere called 'Clayhorn', if any of the signs he'd seen were of any indication.<br />
<br />
Clayhorn somewhat reminded Hugo of home. The vast expanse of farmland was of some comfort; the ruralness was certainly a familiar atmosphere. Emerald Isles was, based purely off the fact that Hugo had only actually been to Clayhorn of all of the Isles' territory, probably Hugo's favourite visit thus far. Nothing reminded him more of home than the smell of cattle dung and dirt in the air.<br />
<br />
He settled down into the driest, least muddy patch he could find on the outskirts, keen eyes flickering around to survey the landscape between his black lace vale. It might take a while for somebody to find him here, but Hugo had time, and would wait.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Hugo couldn't tell where Emerald Isles began and where it ended. There were far too many named locations for his little, barely working brain to handle, and he couldn't tell where he was supposed to stop. With the sole intention of not getting spitroasting by a bedazzled dragon on his journey, Hugo chose to stop at somewhere called 'Clayhorn', if any of the signs he'd seen were of any indication.<br />
<br />
Clayhorn somewhat reminded Hugo of home. The vast expanse of farmland was of some comfort; the ruralness was certainly a familiar atmosphere. Emerald Isles was, based purely off the fact that Hugo had only actually been to Clayhorn of all of the Isles' territory, probably Hugo's favourite visit thus far. Nothing reminded him more of home than the smell of cattle dung and dirt in the air.<br />
<br />
He settled down into the driest, least muddy patch he could find on the outskirts, keen eyes flickering around to survey the landscape between his black lace vale. It might take a while for somebody to find him here, but Hugo had time, and would wait.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[new face, new place]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18303</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 03 Nov 2024 21:22:36 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3802">Zuriela</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[***mild trigger warning***<br />
<br />
The woman had left a lot behind. She had to. Each step was desperate to flee the things of her past. She had a young life to take care of. Someone to protect from the things this world had to offer. To protect from the things she suffered. It was only a year ago when it started. The storm..<br />
<br />
She had gotten lost only to find him. He offered help. He offered safety. He took her with him and she was taken from the dangers. He took her to safety and she let him. She let him fool her. She fell for him. He took her powers after their cub was born and left her trapped like this. In her own body, but trapped. The abuse. The pain. She hid their cub from it all. She protected their fragile child. She suffered.<br />
<br />
Then he left them there. He left and she grabbed her little 2 month old and fled. She feared his wrath. She feared him. She had no choice but to run and never stop. Where could she go? Who would even know her? She had no one. She had nothing. So she was running even now. Battered, bruised, and carrying her tiny child in her jaws. The young snow leopard might not look like her in body, but they had wings. She had the horn. Even the fire.<br />
<br />
Anyone could tell this was her child. Even just from the desperation in her eyes. She was lost and scared. She just wanted a home. She just wanted to feel safe. She just wanted her cub to be free of him. So she ran. Not knowing where she was until she couldn't anymore. Collapsing in a puddle, she shivered in the cold. Keeping her cub held high despite her exhausted look. She twisted to drop her child onto a dry patch of her own fur before her head fell with a splash into the waters. <br />
<br />
She could breath, but she just couldn't run anymore.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[***mild trigger warning***<br />
<br />
The woman had left a lot behind. She had to. Each step was desperate to flee the things of her past. She had a young life to take care of. Someone to protect from the things this world had to offer. To protect from the things she suffered. It was only a year ago when it started. The storm..<br />
<br />
She had gotten lost only to find him. He offered help. He offered safety. He took her with him and she was taken from the dangers. He took her to safety and she let him. She let him fool her. She fell for him. He took her powers after their cub was born and left her trapped like this. In her own body, but trapped. The abuse. The pain. She hid their cub from it all. She protected their fragile child. She suffered.<br />
<br />
Then he left them there. He left and she grabbed her little 2 month old and fled. She feared his wrath. She feared him. She had no choice but to run and never stop. Where could she go? Who would even know her? She had no one. She had nothing. So she was running even now. Battered, bruised, and carrying her tiny child in her jaws. The young snow leopard might not look like her in body, but they had wings. She had the horn. Even the fire.<br />
<br />
Anyone could tell this was her child. Even just from the desperation in her eyes. She was lost and scared. She just wanted a home. She just wanted to feel safe. She just wanted her cub to be free of him. So she ran. Not knowing where she was until she couldn't anymore. Collapsing in a puddle, she shivered in the cold. Keeping her cub held high despite her exhausted look. She twisted to drop her child onto a dry patch of her own fur before her head fell with a splash into the waters. <br />
<br />
She could breath, but she just couldn't run anymore.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[like wildfire / intro]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18219</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jul 2024 00:26:03 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3887">alchemistsfire.</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style="margin:0 auto; width:70%; text-align:justify; overflow:auto; padding:10px; font-size:10pt; line-height:130%;"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"shadow’s where my mind’s state in"</span></span> <span style="color: white;" class="mycode_color">✭</span> <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18158&amp;pid=107338#pid107338" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color">tags</span></a> ── Alchemistsfire always enjoyed his work. In fact, it was not work at all to him. He carefully concocted brews, helped his patients, and wore a smile whenever he saw them doing better. The serval also enjoyed creating "decorative" potions. Water, and a mixture of plants, or something shiny to give it light. Which is what he had just finished. Gently picking up the bottle, they shook it. The bottle had bits of plants to act as a natural glitter and a shiny stone at the bottom. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color">”Oooh, how pretty.”</span></span></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="margin:0 auto; width:70%; text-align:justify; overflow:auto; padding:10px; font-size:10pt; line-height:130%;"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"shadow’s where my mind’s state in"</span></span> <span style="color: white;" class="mycode_color">✭</span> <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18158&amp;pid=107338#pid107338" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color">tags</span></a> ── Alchemistsfire always enjoyed his work. In fact, it was not work at all to him. He carefully concocted brews, helped his patients, and wore a smile whenever he saw them doing better. The serval also enjoyed creating "decorative" potions. Water, and a mixture of plants, or something shiny to give it light. Which is what he had just finished. Gently picking up the bottle, they shook it. The bottle had bits of plants to act as a natural glitter and a shiny stone at the bottom. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #FC1501;" class="mycode_color">”Oooh, how pretty.”</span></span></div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[sooo scary / intro]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18218</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jul 2024 00:16:27 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3886">soap m.</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style="margin:0 auto; width:70%; text-align:justify; overflow:auto; padding:10px; font-size:10pt; line-height:130%;"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"way down we go"</span></span> <span style="color: white;" class="mycode_color">✭</span> <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18158&amp;pid=107336#pid107336" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color">tags</span></a> ── It was not often that the wolfdog allowed himself time to rest. He didn't necessarily have any hobbies he fully enjoyed, so he was patrolling most of the time. Or doing something that reminded him of the life he was so used to. Except today. Today he was in camp, preparing his Halloween costume quite early. That was, until some mouse got a hold of his eyepatch and ran off with it. Thus ensued a chase. Most people saw a somewhat large canine running after a small mouse with a black accessory. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color">”Get back here, ya wee thing! That's mine!”</span></span> He snapped, huffing as he kept running. All around camp. For a simple part of his costume.</div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="margin:0 auto; width:70%; text-align:justify; overflow:auto; padding:10px; font-size:10pt; line-height:130%;"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">"way down we go"</span></span> <span style="color: white;" class="mycode_color">✭</span> <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18158&amp;pid=107336#pid107336" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color">tags</span></a> ── It was not often that the wolfdog allowed himself time to rest. He didn't necessarily have any hobbies he fully enjoyed, so he was patrolling most of the time. Or doing something that reminded him of the life he was so used to. Except today. Today he was in camp, preparing his Halloween costume quite early. That was, until some mouse got a hold of his eyepatch and ran off with it. Thus ensued a chase. Most people saw a somewhat large canine running after a small mouse with a black accessory. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #8CDD81;" class="mycode_color">”Get back here, ya wee thing! That's mine!”</span></span> He snapped, huffing as he kept running. All around camp. For a simple part of his costume.</div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[once, never enough, once]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18202</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2024 21:22:31 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=1358">METEOR</a>]]></dc:creator>
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<br />
The horned lion squinted at the Serpent’s Maw statue in Serpentvale. The choice of two different gemstones—sapphire and tiger's eye—interested him. <br />
<br />
When Meteor and Kole had arrived in Serpentvale, the lion had expected to <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">wait</span>. He hated being patient. However, one of the locals had directed the two cannibals to the Serpent’s Maw. No doubt to keep the cannibals occupied and out of trouble. Perhaps even to try showing off the minerals and ores which Emerald Isles would likely want to offer in trade, but Meteor wasn’t interested in metal. The cannibals did just fine with bone and obsidian.<br />
<br />
He was intent on studying the statue as a work of art. The indents in the metal to suggest scales. The exaggerated fangs of the serpent. Meteor had to wonder if the artist would have devoted such hours of detail work into the sculpture if the artist had met one of the snake supremacy assholes on Viper Island.<br />
<br />
To Kole, he inclined his head with a half-smirk. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">“Do you think the artist meant to convey one of the serpent’s eyes is blind? Sapphire looks… almost… milky.”</span> Meteor glanced back at the serpent. Dead Eye’s dead eye was actual milky white, but something about the sapphire…. <br />
<br />
But the lion shrugged. Glanced back at Kole. And the half-smirk grew to flash his left fangs. Meteor thought he’d hate this waiting around diplomacy bullshit. And he probably would—even with the statue—if this didn’t feel so much like a goddamn night out with his boyfriend.<br />
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<br />
The horned lion squinted at the Serpent’s Maw statue in Serpentvale. The choice of two different gemstones—sapphire and tiger's eye—interested him. <br />
<br />
When Meteor and Kole had arrived in Serpentvale, the lion had expected to <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">wait</span>. He hated being patient. However, one of the locals had directed the two cannibals to the Serpent’s Maw. No doubt to keep the cannibals occupied and out of trouble. Perhaps even to try showing off the minerals and ores which Emerald Isles would likely want to offer in trade, but Meteor wasn’t interested in metal. The cannibals did just fine with bone and obsidian.<br />
<br />
He was intent on studying the statue as a work of art. The indents in the metal to suggest scales. The exaggerated fangs of the serpent. Meteor had to wonder if the artist would have devoted such hours of detail work into the sculpture if the artist had met one of the snake supremacy assholes on Viper Island.<br />
<br />
To Kole, he inclined his head with a half-smirk. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">“Do you think the artist meant to convey one of the serpent’s eyes is blind? Sapphire looks… almost… milky.”</span> Meteor glanced back at the serpent. Dead Eye’s dead eye was actual milky white, but something about the sapphire…. <br />
<br />
But the lion shrugged. Glanced back at Kole. And the half-smirk grew to flash his left fangs. Meteor thought he’d hate this waiting around diplomacy bullshit. And he probably would—even with the statue—if this didn’t feel so much like a goddamn night out with his boyfriend.<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[not a lot, just forever]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18177</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 11 Jun 2024 21:37:14 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=3876">Reygan</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[Reygan had taken his bandages off three days, one night and a half a sunrise ago. The tri-colored feline was counting every single second he could feel outside air touching his skin where the fur had used to grow. At first, his only complaint was that the pattern on his face was going to be uneven forever. Now, Rey knew that was small fries compared to what else he would be dealing with for the rest of his natural-born life. And maybe beyond. There was no proof that ghosts didn't walk around with scars too.<br />
Still, Reygan had only caught glimpses of what he looked like while changing the bandages over his now empty eye socket. He figured it was bad... One couldn't lose an eye and walk out the other side a supermodel, but Rey had a little part of him that still hoped maybe he wouldn't be ruined forever.<br />
Tracing around the edge of the groups lining Amespring, Reygan found a puddle up ahead. It couldn't be that bad. Nobody had run screaming from him yet, so that meant it couldn't be all that bad. Doing his damnedest to avoid shoulder-clipping anyone in his pursuit of a clear body of water, Reygan was dismayed to find that the puddle was rather muddy and murky. It reflected the clouds and sky, so it would do fine. Reygan hadn't gotten the courage to ask anyone to borrow a shiny stone or a mirror. <br />
Tentatively and as inconspicuously as possible, Reygan walked around the edge of the puddle. He wasn't looking to be the guy who stared into puddles for fun. This was just for his peace of mind so he knew what he was dealing with and then he was going home to... well, stare at the wall. That was a more appropriate activity than starting into puddles.<br />
He could see the tips of his ears in the reflection now. Thank the stars, they were unharmed and symmetrical. He took a few steps closer and glanced over his left shoulder and his right, cursing himself for looking like a fool. He had done it without thinking, looking over his right shoulder like he could see anything out of the barren socket. Once satisfied that he wasn't the local fool on display, Reygan peered into the puddle and recoiled. His fur slowly stood on end and he heaved in a few raspy breaths before he tried again. His face slowly came into view in the murky water and Reygan sucked in a breath that refused to be let out. His lungs burned and the view in this remaining eye got cloudy with unshed tears. It <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">was</span> bad. Why hadn't anyone just told him? The pink of his skin was wrinkled and creased with scars and his eye socket was squinted closed and sunken in an unsightly way. The scar covered half of his face from his brow to his jaw and upon stepping closer, Reygan got a view of the two scars running across his neck. Reygan tried to swallow the lump growing hard and painful in his throat, but his legs couldn't support his weight anymore. His back legs folded ungracefully underneath himself and the breath left Reygan's body in a very embarrassing gasping sob.<br />
The reflection of his face was marred by a tear dripping unevenly into the pond and sending a ripple across the surface, kicking up mud.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Reygan had taken his bandages off three days, one night and a half a sunrise ago. The tri-colored feline was counting every single second he could feel outside air touching his skin where the fur had used to grow. At first, his only complaint was that the pattern on his face was going to be uneven forever. Now, Rey knew that was small fries compared to what else he would be dealing with for the rest of his natural-born life. And maybe beyond. There was no proof that ghosts didn't walk around with scars too.<br />
Still, Reygan had only caught glimpses of what he looked like while changing the bandages over his now empty eye socket. He figured it was bad... One couldn't lose an eye and walk out the other side a supermodel, but Rey had a little part of him that still hoped maybe he wouldn't be ruined forever.<br />
Tracing around the edge of the groups lining Amespring, Reygan found a puddle up ahead. It couldn't be that bad. Nobody had run screaming from him yet, so that meant it couldn't be all that bad. Doing his damnedest to avoid shoulder-clipping anyone in his pursuit of a clear body of water, Reygan was dismayed to find that the puddle was rather muddy and murky. It reflected the clouds and sky, so it would do fine. Reygan hadn't gotten the courage to ask anyone to borrow a shiny stone or a mirror. <br />
Tentatively and as inconspicuously as possible, Reygan walked around the edge of the puddle. He wasn't looking to be the guy who stared into puddles for fun. This was just for his peace of mind so he knew what he was dealing with and then he was going home to... well, stare at the wall. That was a more appropriate activity than starting into puddles.<br />
He could see the tips of his ears in the reflection now. Thank the stars, they were unharmed and symmetrical. He took a few steps closer and glanced over his left shoulder and his right, cursing himself for looking like a fool. He had done it without thinking, looking over his right shoulder like he could see anything out of the barren socket. Once satisfied that he wasn't the local fool on display, Reygan peered into the puddle and recoiled. His fur slowly stood on end and he heaved in a few raspy breaths before he tried again. His face slowly came into view in the murky water and Reygan sucked in a breath that refused to be let out. His lungs burned and the view in this remaining eye got cloudy with unshed tears. It <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">was</span> bad. Why hadn't anyone just told him? The pink of his skin was wrinkled and creased with scars and his eye socket was squinted closed and sunken in an unsightly way. The scar covered half of his face from his brow to his jaw and upon stepping closer, Reygan got a view of the two scars running across his neck. Reygan tried to swallow the lump growing hard and painful in his throat, but his legs couldn't support his weight anymore. His back legs folded ungracefully underneath himself and the breath left Reygan's body in a very embarrassing gasping sob.<br />
The reflection of his face was marred by a tear dripping unevenly into the pond and sending a ripple across the surface, kicking up mud.]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Crystalize the Past ◈ June Meeting ◈ Forge the Future]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18171</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 09 Jun 2024 23:20:25 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=1280">Nord</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style="margin: auto; max-width: 522px; overflow: hidden;"><div style="background-image: url(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/23/95/54/2395544bff0ddf8217c28c645cf604e5.gif); background-size: cover; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin: auto; max-width: 522px; height: 200px;"></div>
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 9px #BB314F; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #933d41; padding-top: 5px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">WITHOUT JUSTICE, THERE IS NO ORDER<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">!</span></span></div></div>
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<br />
Nord rose from the roiling ocean before him. Salt sticks to him as it falls off him in streams as he takes to the skies. His wings glistened as he began his daily prayer. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Father Vajra, I thank thee for thy blessing of leadership, for thy blessing to keep the Crystalline strong, and for thy blessing to succeed.”</span></span> His words bellowed as the wyvern banked a sharp right, his golden eyes narrowed, the crystal mask that grew over the top part of his face keeping the wind from cutting into his eyes. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“I thank thee, Vajra, Father of Justice, for giving me my mission. I will not fail you.”</span></span><br />
<br />
Spying Samar Plaza, the Sovran suddenly cut his speed and floated down to the rose shaped gem making up the plaza. His heart calm, his eyes calculating as he took in his people. Eyes slitted as he took up a perched position, his wingtips keeping him balanced as he rumbled, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“My beloved Crystalline, welcome to our first meeting in a long while.”</span></span> He chuffed a dry laugh, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Our brief time of rebuilding after Jade’s heinous rule, his horrific laws, has been slowly reversed. I thank all of you for supporting me during this time of respite and time of restoration,”</span></span> Nord looked to the sky, the twilight purples and amber dancing in tandem, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“It’s time to once again partake in our traditions, in our own home and beyond. It’s time for us to be Crystalline again!”</span></span><br />
<br />
The crowd before him boomed in agreement, cheers and battle cries shook the ground beneath his claws. Golden eyes twinkle as he bares his fangs in agreement, <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18154" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u">"Let us once again call for a Lieutenant to rise, an Alchemist to descend, Assistants to call to arms, a Blacksmith to forge anew, a Reaver to sharpen themselves, a Trawler to craft their place, Paragons to hone themselves. Sign-ups for Ranks are open for all Crystalline, in the name of Aether and Vajra!"</span></span></a><br />
<br />
While the crowd chatted excitedly, Nord hummed, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“We will be announcing Call of the Hunt soon, while we were rebuilding, it’s start passed us by. I thank you all for your patience in our most important tradition. It will be announced at the end of June, and will last until the end of August. Less time than usual, yes, but we have more to celebrate with our home no longer afoul with our past Sovran and his….traffickers.”</span></span> A faint snarl bared gleaming fangs, his eyes murderous for a brief moment before he calmed.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“As we once again fill our ranks, I need those willing….”</span></span> a look of disgust crossed his face for a microsecond before smoothing, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“to travel to other groups and see their opinion of us, and once again establish trade, to let our merchants know where it is safe to travel during Call of the Hunt.”</span></span> Nord swung his head to eye the crowd, noticing the nervous faces, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Do not worry, the groups shall not hurt my people, else they incur the wrath of Taika and Vajra before being sealed away by the Twins for their crimes.”</span></span><br />
<br />
With one last deep breath, Nord roared into the twilight skies, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“WE WILL BECOME STRONG AGAIN! WE ARE THE CRYSTALLINE!”</span></span><br />
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</div></div></div><div style="margin: auto; max-width: 522px; height: 17px; background-color: #0D0D0D; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; color: #ffffff; letter-space: -0.6; line-height: 6px; padding-top: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">Nord speaking</span> -- crystal wyvern -- <span style="color: #933d41;" class="mycode_color">Extra Character Speaking</span></div>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="margin: auto; max-width: 522px; overflow: hidden;"><div style="background-image: url(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/23/95/54/2395544bff0ddf8217c28c645cf604e5.gif); background-size: cover; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin: auto; max-width: 522px; height: 200px;"></div>
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 9px #BB314F; font-family: georgia; font-size: 23px; color: #933d41; padding-top: 5px;"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">WITHOUT JUSTICE, THERE IS NO ORDER<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">!</span></span></div></div>
<div style="width: 105%; height: auto; background-color: #fff;"><div style="max-width: 522px; padding-right: 7%; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13px; color: #0D0D0D; line-height: 17px; padding-left: 27px; padding-top: 5px;">
<br />
Nord rose from the roiling ocean before him. Salt sticks to him as it falls off him in streams as he takes to the skies. His wings glistened as he began his daily prayer. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Father Vajra, I thank thee for thy blessing of leadership, for thy blessing to keep the Crystalline strong, and for thy blessing to succeed.”</span></span> His words bellowed as the wyvern banked a sharp right, his golden eyes narrowed, the crystal mask that grew over the top part of his face keeping the wind from cutting into his eyes. <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“I thank thee, Vajra, Father of Justice, for giving me my mission. I will not fail you.”</span></span><br />
<br />
Spying Samar Plaza, the Sovran suddenly cut his speed and floated down to the rose shaped gem making up the plaza. His heart calm, his eyes calculating as he took in his people. Eyes slitted as he took up a perched position, his wingtips keeping him balanced as he rumbled, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“My beloved Crystalline, welcome to our first meeting in a long while.”</span></span> He chuffed a dry laugh, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Our brief time of rebuilding after Jade’s heinous rule, his horrific laws, has been slowly reversed. I thank all of you for supporting me during this time of respite and time of restoration,”</span></span> Nord looked to the sky, the twilight purples and amber dancing in tandem, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“It’s time to once again partake in our traditions, in our own home and beyond. It’s time for us to be Crystalline again!”</span></span><br />
<br />
The crowd before him boomed in agreement, cheers and battle cries shook the ground beneath his claws. Golden eyes twinkle as he bares his fangs in agreement, <a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18154" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url"><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="text-decoration: underline;" class="mycode_u">"Let us once again call for a Lieutenant to rise, an Alchemist to descend, Assistants to call to arms, a Blacksmith to forge anew, a Reaver to sharpen themselves, a Trawler to craft their place, Paragons to hone themselves. Sign-ups for Ranks are open for all Crystalline, in the name of Aether and Vajra!"</span></span></a><br />
<br />
While the crowd chatted excitedly, Nord hummed, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“We will be announcing Call of the Hunt soon, while we were rebuilding, it’s start passed us by. I thank you all for your patience in our most important tradition. It will be announced at the end of June, and will last until the end of August. Less time than usual, yes, but we have more to celebrate with our home no longer afoul with our past Sovran and his….traffickers.”</span></span> A faint snarl bared gleaming fangs, his eyes murderous for a brief moment before he calmed.<br />
<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“As we once again fill our ranks, I need those willing….”</span></span> a look of disgust crossed his face for a microsecond before smoothing, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“to travel to other groups and see their opinion of us, and once again establish trade, to let our merchants know where it is safe to travel during Call of the Hunt.”</span></span> Nord swung his head to eye the crowd, noticing the nervous faces, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“Do not worry, the groups shall not hurt my people, else they incur the wrath of Taika and Vajra before being sealed away by the Twins for their crimes.”</span></span><br />
<br />
With one last deep breath, Nord roared into the twilight skies, <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">“WE WILL BECOME STRONG AGAIN! WE ARE THE CRYSTALLINE!”</span></span><br />
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</div></div></div><div style="margin: auto; max-width: 522px; height: 17px; background-color: #0D0D0D; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; color: #ffffff; letter-space: -0.6; line-height: 6px; padding-top: 5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;"><span style="color: #BB314F;" class="mycode_color">Nord speaking</span> -- crystal wyvern -- <span style="color: #933d41;" class="mycode_color">Extra Character Speaking</span></div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Emerald Isles ◇ Crystalline]]></title>
			<link>https://beastsofbeyond.com/showthread.php?tid=18102</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2024 01:35:31 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beastsofbeyond.com/member.php?action=profile&uid=323">wifewoof</a>]]></dc:creator>
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<div style="line-height: 35px; text-align: right; font-size: 30px; font-family: georgia; color: #396d7c; overflow: hidden;">Emerald Isles</div>
<div style="border-bottom: 2px #396d7c solid; margin-top: 10px; padding: 5px;">Mining Weirdos™ Crystalline growths on people?? More likely than you think!<br />
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CURRENLY UNAVAILABLE<br />
<div style="text-align: center;" class="mycode_align"><span style="color: #396d7c;" class="mycode_color">chat ─ <span style="color: #7a5f53;" class="mycode_color">plot</span> ─ discord</span></div>
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<div style="line-height: 35px; text-align: left; font-size: 17px; font-family: georgia; color: #7a5f53;">TERRITORY</div>
Emerald Isles is home to a mountain range that curls around Amespring as if the range is a curled up, sleeping "dragon". Many mining entrances and exits litter the mountain system. The "head" of the "dragon" is Eido's Hope Lake, and the "wing" of the "dragon" is Sahkō's Remorse Lake. There is no way to enter Amespring unless you travel through Crystwell or Aethold.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Clayhorn.</span><br />
Clayhorn is a low income area due to rural-ness, is where the majority of farms are for the group. Has harvest celebrations across the entire group during harvest season. Usually involves drinking, games, and friendly sparring. Lush green fields and meadows stretch far here. Agriculture reigns here compared to the usual mining of this group.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Deadspire.</span><br />
Deadspire a mining poor area near the peak of the mountain. It is a gathering place for high ranks. There is always someone lost over the years by dares of who can reach the peak and return, so it's said to be cursed by the gods. Many cave systems spider through here, all leading to dead ends. A labyrinth to keep those unwelcome out when meetings are had.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Taika's Sorrow</span> is home to a molten pool of lava in the exact middle of the cave system. It burns hot and never ends. The inflow is unknown, but it is said that Taika wept continuously for days and weeks after news of Sahkō's death reached her. It's said her body melted with each tear; in so, creating the pool of molten liquid.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Sapphfall.</span><br />
Sapphfall, where Sahkō was slain in battle by Eidos. Became a grave for all crystalline people. Hallowed ground where Eidos begged to be buried next to his sworn brother. Sapphire Solstice takes place here during the night, where it's a day of remembrance, of warning, and brotherhood.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Mogok's Hearth</span> is an ornate, yet small, cathedral that rests here as well. Mogok built this cathedral during the faction war as a place of refuge when Sahkō cast him from his ranks.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Diacrest.</span><br />
Diacrest has a few diamond forged structures as it is said to be where Vajra was last seen on earth. Considered a very wealthy and population thick city. Very few actual miners, mostly raiders who have built up a massive treasury of their own. Usually very dismissive of issues and hates anything that is out of the norm. Has been warned several times for being so volatile during council meetings.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Vajra's Judgement</span> is an area of cliffs that the Isles members use to jump from for dares and for fun. It's considered dangerous, and the only place where the ocean is accessible. You must travel through Faylight to get here, the cliffs are visible from Diacrest's edge.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Crystwell.</span><br />
Crystwell is where all the quartz (amethysts, topazs, jaspers, etc) are mined. Occasional pyrite and rubies are found as well. Rare is actual metals found here beyond copper. Carved crystals in the shape of wings mark where mining posts are inside the mine. The wings are made of what main material is found there.<br />
-&gt; This is one way to get to Amespring from Serpentvale.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Serpentvale.</span><br />
Serpentvale is said to have been where Sahkō and Taika struck down a giant serpent, causing it to split into thousands of smaller snakes. A beast that took several days and nights to slay. Sahkō swore and stomped the ground, swearing he'd fix it. He made his home here until the faction war tore the whole group apart. This is a cozy village where most training takes place. Huge fields that have been cut and primed for combat are here. Any law invoked duels take place here as well.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Serpent's Maw</span> is a shrine to Sahkō and Taika where the fangs and skin of the snakes are offered, as snakes run rampant even still in modern days in Serpentvale. This shrine is named "Serpent's Maw" as the shrine is in the shape of a snake's open mouth with sapphire and tiger's eye inlaid in the eyes.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Amespring.</span><br />
Amespring is where Eidos made this the main city in the heart of the area. With bustling trainees, miners hard at work, and raiders preparing for raids and sparring. There's much to be had here. This is where the Sovran lives, and all diplomacy happens. Nestled next to a diamond shaped lake this place rarely has seen the ravages of war despite being the heart of the land.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Samar Plaza</span> is where a huge spinel is carved into a rose which makes up the entire plaza. This is where meetings happen and where other sorts of types of meetings take place unless specified otherwise.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Faylight.</span><br />
Faylight is an unusual place where bioluminescent minerals and mushrooms live. This is between Sapphfall and the "tail" of the mountain range. Many couples have entered to obtain an offering for their beloved. It is said that Feray imbued her powers into the cave when Mogok was lost in the inky dark cave system. Mogok was trying to find a fabled weapon, but found only darkness and the blessing of the goddess. This is the only way to travel to Vajra's Judgement.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Aethold.</span><br />
Aethold is where all the main metals are mined, and the more expensive minerals. It is mineral heavy and said to be blessed by Aether as a gift when Eidos slayed Sahkō. Eidos refused it as a gift, and begged for it to be a reward for all of the Isles for wishing to be united once again after such a long, bloody war. Complying, Aether took Eidos plea into consideration when she blessed the land. The cave system spans the entire territory and links into Crystwell at some point in the system.<br />
-&gt; This is one way to get to Amepring from Clayhorn.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Eido's Hope Lake</span><br />
This is a diamond shaped lake in which is used by Amespring and Clayhorn. The lake was filled by Eido's tears from slaying Sahkō and is considered a water source for the Isles. Small streams and rivers are fueled by this lake.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Eido's Tears</span> is a river/stream that circles Amespring. It's said that the river started in Sapphfall where Eido's cried.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Sahkō's Remorse Lake</span><br />
A wing shaped lake that borders Serpentvale. This is a lake that Sahkō dug out with the help to make Serpentvale more sustainable for the residents. It's said that the lake changed shape upon Sahkō's death to reflect his remorse as a wing of change.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Rivers &amp; Mountains</span><br />
The rivers/streams contain freshwater crabs/shellfish, eels, pike, shad, salmon (rarely), gars (rarely), and bass. Eels are most commonly barbecued and eaten for victory or for something good happening (like katsudon). Gar and salmon are prepared for celebrations when in season and able to be caught.<br />
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The mountains themselves offer many animals for hunting and be-friending; including, deer, rams/goats, moose, squirrels, bears, birds, and boar among many others.<br />
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─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Masks</span><br />
Masks are for the deceased of the Isles. Considered the "remains" of the deceased, every house has at least one Mask that hangs on a wall. One for each person who's died that's close to you. It's said that putting them on will cause you to be possessed by that spirit and become them. Isles mythos says that Feray and Dismas seal those unworthy of the afterlife into them. It's said wandering spirits can also possess a mask to make it theirs, which could give you a blessing or cause you to change shape.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Jewelry</span><br />
Each member has some sort of jewelery on their person that identifies them as a Crystalline. The jewelry for titles and achievements always has a stone that matches them in terms of gems/minerals.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Singing</span><br />
Singing is very important to their culture. They love acapella, basic percussion instruments, and those who can articulate their paws/claws usually are trained in how to play the ocarina. Mining songs, raiding songs, mourning hymns, hymns about the gods, percussion for mud-wrestling, etc.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Cliff Diving</span><br />
Cliff diving is a common dare that many Crystalline do, usually from smaller cliffs, but some dare to go for the high cliffs. Many like the thrill of gambling with their life, and many like just practicing diving. This is the only ocean activity they do beyond occasional ocean fishing (rare). The cliffs otherwise block all ways of leaving the shore without risk of injury (and destruction of any kind of vessels).<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Call of the hunt</span><br />
RAIDING SEASON. This is an instated practice that Eidos made after the end of the war. Dredgers and the Reaver will be allowed to go out and raid anywhere but current allies. The practice is to keep their spirit of fighting alive and remember their roots. Rarely do they kill during these raids, but some do take it too far. People who are captured are brought to Amespring to be appraised by the Alchemist and Lieutenant before being offered Bondslave or prisoner status, or used as bargaining chips for more potential loot. This takes place all through out Spring and Summer (April to August). <br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sapphire's Solstice</span><br />
A mournful yet soft celebration. A day to mourn Sahkō's turn against his sworn brother and being slain with a howl of remorse. This is a day of cautionary tales, and stories of when Eidos and Sahkō were uniting the tribes. Shops sell sapphire candy and sapphire jewelry.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Emerald's Equinox</span><br />
A festival on the longest day of the year where they celebrate Eido's rise to power. It's a very joyful occasion with lots of games and storytelling. Lots of stalls selling emerald candy and emerald style jewelry.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Blood Bond Ceremony</span><br />
A celebration/ceremony that brings together those with no blood ties together. Sworn brothers, sworn sisters, and such are sworn during. Blood mixed and oaths kept till their dying breaths.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Writ of Azure</span><br />
A combat duel to the death when those proclaim they can rule better than the Sovran, the high positions, and title holders. This is too the death usually, and rarely is it known. For it led to many tyrannies, that it has been scratched from history. Only is it mentioned when tyrant history is told.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Dismas' Duel</span><br />
A combat duel to surrender where people settle their grievances if they wish through trial by combat. Once invoked, there must be one high rank as a witness. Loser must comply with the complaints or demands of the winner.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mud-wrestling</span><br />
A standard practice for when one completes training, gains a promotion, or just simply for the fun of it! A time and tried old tradition where everyone makes a giant mud arena, and they take turns battling it out! Wrestling this way is good to bring up morale, bond with others, and remember their roots as fighters.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sahkō's Hunt</span><br />
The Sovran hides several objects in the territory. You must find as many objects as they can. This is a fun little thing like mud wrestling! It is used as both a game and strategy practice. This is done through quests, there will be a long list of items to find. The person with the most items from the list wins!<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Crystalline Pursuit</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Discord VC One-Shot Campaign</span><br />
A yearly November activity that is done by digging 3 main bases out of the deep snow when Serpentvale is snowed in. These main bases cannot see each other, as they are under the snow. There are a total of 3 crystals that are to be captured, and they can be ambushed for or stolen from someone as they're taking it back to base. The first to have 3 crystals on top their main base wins. During this, it's encouraged to use snowballs and the environment to attack as this is a training exercise as much as a fun activity.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Aether's Lament</span><br />
End of the year and beginning of the year (December and January) festival. Gift giving and festivities are all around. Celebration of the All Mother and the asking of blessings from different Gods/Goddesses.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mascot &amp; Sacred Animals</span><br />
The Isles mascot is an alligator lizard! They love lizards, praying manti, dragonflies, and fireflies. They consider gars sacred as well.<br />
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The story of the Isles creation is cut into two parts: Eidos and Sahko, the Gods of Brotherhood.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Eidos ── </span>Eidos was a beloved oathkeeper who hoarded treasures and preferred to stay out of combat to count his loot. His thoughts angled more towards tactics then just the standard "run and hit things". This brought Eidos favor from the elders and the people, for his plans never failed. His trusted sworn brother, Sahkō, executed those battle plans to perfection. He glowed with pride and together they preformed many raids to foreign places, and found themselves uniting factions that were impressed with their skills.<br />
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Until...Eidos was chosen to be Sovran over Sahkō. The people voted, and the elders voted, yet it was so split that one person's vote for Eidos won him the prestigious title. This caused Sahkō to spit in anger, swearing vengeance against someone he once considered in all but blood a brother. For, Eidos agreed, Sahkō deserved the title more due to his prowess in battle and ability for adapting quickly when things were thrown in disarray.<br />
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He slain his own sworn brother.<br />
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He could never repent for his sins.<br />
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He wailed into the night and bargained with the gods to let him see his old friend again as his tears made a sweeping river across the land.<br />
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He ruled and ruled until he died in the night. <br />
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His joy to be reunited with Sahkō was seen across the lands in the how bountiful their mining hauls are, in how the river of tears sparkled in a new light, and how if you listen close enough...you can hear the two brothers laughing over old times on the wind during the Call of the Hunt.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sahkō ── </span>A zealous chieftain of the olden times. A god among men for he could win every war, every battle, every time. His outrage was immense when Eidos was chosen over him to rule their new lands. He was chosen brothers with Eidos, yet his jealousy festered until it spilled over into the Isles splitting into two factions: Sapphires &amp; Emeralds.<br />
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Sahkō had no qualms cutting down past allies, their old friends and sworn siblings. Eidos on the other hand was hesitate. They mourned every fallen comrade on both sides, for Sahkō turned their beautiful land into a war torn land fueled by hatred and jealousy.<br />
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When Sahkō was cutdown, his soul was sent to the Twins to judge. Taking pity on how his jealousy turned him dark, they cleansed him by sealing his anger into a mask; which, they gave to Eidos. Sahkō was mournful as he watched Eidos wail into the night, his blood staining his brother's sword, his brother's hands. He watched as a sparkling river was made as Eidos wept, filling a diamond shaped basin. His heart ached for what his deeds wrought.<br />
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All he could do now was patiently await for when they finally could reunite.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Aether ──</span> All Mother of the Crystalline; she is the main deity. Aether always favored Eidos over Sahkō, which led to a small split of the Gods.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Feray ──</span> The Goddess of the night, and of souls. She exacts judgement alongside her twin, Dismas, when determining whether a soul is freed or trapped in a mask.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Dismas ──</span> The God of the day, and of repentance. He exact judgement alongside his twin, Feray, when determining whether a soul is freed or trapped in a mask. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Samar ──</span> Goddess of luck and fortitude. She is usually depicted with a harp. She is known to be mischievous as well, and is often prayed to for luck.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Taika ──</span> Goddess of war and strategy. She was Sahkō's love back on the earth. She is known to be brutal and ruthless in battle, and is called upon when in war. Or by little kids who are playing stories of the past.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Parana ──</span> Goddess of nature and fertility. There are many small shrines to Parana through out the Isles. Farmers, mothers, and many others who rely on nature, often pray to her. It's said that she sings to dying plants to help them bloom and animals to aid their souls to the Twins.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mogok ──</span> God of empathy and hearth. Mogok originally took Sahkō's side out of empathy during the faction war until he was ruthlessly cast aside after revealing from his assignment that a fabled weapon didn't exist.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Vajra ──</span> God of justice and law. Harsh he is when him and the Twins pass judgement on those who have died. Known to butt heads with Aether for he thinks he should be the All Father, and because he favored Sahkō.<br />
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1. All Beasts of Beyond rules apply.<br />
2. While it is not required, there's a slight preference for cystal growths that are part of a character, or eventually will grow on a character in the Isles. Crystal growths aren't necessary though!<br />
3. Joining is done through various different ways, but usually by combat. Those with skills other than combat will be tested in those skills instead (ie: blacksmithing, weaving, leatherworking, healing, etc) that can contribute to the Isles.<br />
4. Failure to listen to the Sovran is grounds for punishment, mild or severe, depending on the crime.<br />
5. During Call of the Hunt, kills are heavily taboo and can come with severe punishment.<br />
6. Trial by combat, Dismas' Duel, is the way of dealing with accusations, law, and disagreements. Killing during this duel is considered grounds for exile.<br />
7. Slavery is not allowed as indentured servitude allows for freedom.<br />
8. Execution is reserved for the worst of crimes.<br />
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Emerald Isles is only a Warbound group during Call of the Hunt, where they raid anyone but allies. Otherwise, the Isles are considered a relatively neutral group otherwise. They heavily rely on trade and merchants that go out of the group.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Allies</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Neutral</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Enemies</span><br />
TBA<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sovran ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">leader</span><br />
-- The Sovran can basically do anything within the realms of the law. Wears some kind of Strawberry Quartz jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Nord, played by wifewoof</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Lieutenant ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">deputy</span><br />
-- The Lieutenant is the right hand of the Sovran, and takes over when the Sovran dies. They can also temporarily be Sovran if they are missing. They enforce the laws, may hold raids, and events as well as accept any alliance-based invitations or ideas from members of the clan. They assist and advise the Sovran. Referred to as "Lieutenant Name."Wears some kind of Sapphire jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Alchemist ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">healer</span><br />
-- The Alchemist is the groups main healer. They take on many apprentices to share among the guild. Rare is there more than two apprentices though. They are only allowed to hold medical events as well hold smaller event ideas from Crystalline. They may also hold funerals as well as weddings. Referred to as "Alchemist Name." Wears some kind of Emerald jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Alchemist Assistant ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">healer app.</span><br />
The apprentice of the Alchemist. They are the healers in training that work alongside the Alchemist. They are allowed to hold medical events as well as hold smaller event ideas from the Crystalline. They may offer help with funerals and weddings. Referred to as 'Assistant Name." Wears some kind of Peridot jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Blacksmith ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Blacksmith is responsible for maintaining the mines and smithing of the group. They cannot do any of the high position responsibilities, but they handle all major smithing and mining issues. They are allowed to create mining and smithing training events and upkeep mines/smithing. They are generally the best blacksmith of the group. Referred to as ''Blacksmith Name." Those who work under the Blacksmith are called a "smithy." Wears some kind of Snowflake Obsidian jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Reaver ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Reaver is responsible for all raids and combat exercises. They take care of warfare, tactics, planning, and other types of things. They are allowed to create training/tourney events for the group, accept/deny raids, and send out raiding parties. Referred to as "Reaver Name." Those who work under the Reaver are called a "Dredger." Wears some kind of Ruby jewelry alongside any other  jewelry. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Hawker ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Hawker is responsible for hunting, farming, and crafting. They cannot do any of the high position responsibilities, but they can handle all hunting related issues, all farming related issues, and all crafting related issues. They are also the main crafting head for any projects the Isles undertakes; ie, boats, housing, etc. They are allowed to create hunting parties, botany workshops, and crafting workshops. Referred to as "Hawker Name." Those who work under the Hawker are called a "Trawler." Wears some kind of Gold Calcite jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Paragons ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">tag</span><br />
Paragons are not truly a title, but are a stepping stone for titles. Paragons are diligent Crystalline that wish to eventually become a title or high rank. The duties of a Paragon fall under small responsibilities like running mini-events, monthly/weekly tasks, and smaller activities (including organizing raids once approved by the Reaver). Referred to as "Paragon Name." Wears some kind of Bismuth jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Crystalline ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">common folk</span><br />
Crystalline are the common people of this group, as in those without titles and ranks. Can wear any mineral, gem, etc, so long as it isn't connected to a rank.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Bondslave ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">indentured servants</span><br />
Bondslaves, despite the name, are not slaves. Bonds still get paid, and work towards being a citizen of the Isles. Captured prisoners undergo this rank, and can either choose to be a citizen or leave to their original home. Wears some kind of Smoky Quartz jewelry (can be kept or discarded once no longer a Bondslave).<br />
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─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Nord's Reign</span><br />
Nord's reign started with a Writ of Azure against the previous Sovran, Jade. Nord is popular due to fixing all the corruption from Jade that targeted and hurt the people. Nord is beloved, even if some question his choice to be more aggressive towards groups outside of raiding season.<br />
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<div style="line-height: 35px; text-align: left; font-size: 17px; font-family: georgia; color: #7a5f53;">TERRITORY</div>
Emerald Isles is home to a mountain range that curls around Amespring as if the range is a curled up, sleeping "dragon". Many mining entrances and exits litter the mountain system. The "head" of the "dragon" is Eido's Hope Lake, and the "wing" of the "dragon" is Sahkō's Remorse Lake. There is no way to enter Amespring unless you travel through Crystwell or Aethold.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Clayhorn.</span><br />
Clayhorn is a low income area due to rural-ness, is where the majority of farms are for the group. Has harvest celebrations across the entire group during harvest season. Usually involves drinking, games, and friendly sparring. Lush green fields and meadows stretch far here. Agriculture reigns here compared to the usual mining of this group.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Deadspire.</span><br />
Deadspire a mining poor area near the peak of the mountain. It is a gathering place for high ranks. There is always someone lost over the years by dares of who can reach the peak and return, so it's said to be cursed by the gods. Many cave systems spider through here, all leading to dead ends. A labyrinth to keep those unwelcome out when meetings are had.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Taika's Sorrow</span> is home to a molten pool of lava in the exact middle of the cave system. It burns hot and never ends. The inflow is unknown, but it is said that Taika wept continuously for days and weeks after news of Sahkō's death reached her. It's said her body melted with each tear; in so, creating the pool of molten liquid.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Sapphfall.</span><br />
Sapphfall, where Sahkō was slain in battle by Eidos. Became a grave for all crystalline people. Hallowed ground where Eidos begged to be buried next to his sworn brother. Sapphire Solstice takes place here during the night, where it's a day of remembrance, of warning, and brotherhood.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Mogok's Hearth</span> is an ornate, yet small, cathedral that rests here as well. Mogok built this cathedral during the faction war as a place of refuge when Sahkō cast him from his ranks.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Diacrest.</span><br />
Diacrest has a few diamond forged structures as it is said to be where Vajra was last seen on earth. Considered a very wealthy and population thick city. Very few actual miners, mostly raiders who have built up a massive treasury of their own. Usually very dismissive of issues and hates anything that is out of the norm. Has been warned several times for being so volatile during council meetings.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Vajra's Judgement</span> is an area of cliffs that the Isles members use to jump from for dares and for fun. It's considered dangerous, and the only place where the ocean is accessible. You must travel through Faylight to get here, the cliffs are visible from Diacrest's edge.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Crystwell.</span><br />
Crystwell is where all the quartz (amethysts, topazs, jaspers, etc) are mined. Occasional pyrite and rubies are found as well. Rare is actual metals found here beyond copper. Carved crystals in the shape of wings mark where mining posts are inside the mine. The wings are made of what main material is found there.<br />
-&gt; This is one way to get to Amespring from Serpentvale.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Serpentvale.</span><br />
Serpentvale is said to have been where Sahkō and Taika struck down a giant serpent, causing it to split into thousands of smaller snakes. A beast that took several days and nights to slay. Sahkō swore and stomped the ground, swearing he'd fix it. He made his home here until the faction war tore the whole group apart. This is a cozy village where most training takes place. Huge fields that have been cut and primed for combat are here. Any law invoked duels take place here as well.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Serpent's Maw</span> is a shrine to Sahkō and Taika where the fangs and skin of the snakes are offered, as snakes run rampant even still in modern days in Serpentvale. This shrine is named "Serpent's Maw" as the shrine is in the shape of a snake's open mouth with sapphire and tiger's eye inlaid in the eyes.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Amespring.</span><br />
Amespring is where Eidos made this the main city in the heart of the area. With bustling trainees, miners hard at work, and raiders preparing for raids and sparring. There's much to be had here. This is where the Sovran lives, and all diplomacy happens. Nestled next to a diamond shaped lake this place rarely has seen the ravages of war despite being the heart of the land.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Samar Plaza</span> is where a huge spinel is carved into a rose which makes up the entire plaza. This is where meetings happen and where other sorts of types of meetings take place unless specified otherwise.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Faylight.</span><br />
Faylight is an unusual place where bioluminescent minerals and mushrooms live. This is between Sapphfall and the "tail" of the mountain range. Many couples have entered to obtain an offering for their beloved. It is said that Feray imbued her powers into the cave when Mogok was lost in the inky dark cave system. Mogok was trying to find a fabled weapon, but found only darkness and the blessing of the goddess. This is the only way to travel to Vajra's Judgement.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Aethold.</span><br />
Aethold is where all the main metals are mined, and the more expensive minerals. It is mineral heavy and said to be blessed by Aether as a gift when Eidos slayed Sahkō. Eidos refused it as a gift, and begged for it to be a reward for all of the Isles for wishing to be united once again after such a long, bloody war. Complying, Aether took Eidos plea into consideration when she blessed the land. The cave system spans the entire territory and links into Crystwell at some point in the system.<br />
-&gt; This is one way to get to Amepring from Clayhorn.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Eido's Hope Lake</span><br />
This is a diamond shaped lake in which is used by Amespring and Clayhorn. The lake was filled by Eido's tears from slaying Sahkō and is considered a water source for the Isles. Small streams and rivers are fueled by this lake.<br />
-&gt; <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Eido's Tears</span> is a river/stream that circles Amespring. It's said that the river started in Sapphfall where Eido's cried.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Sahkō's Remorse Lake</span><br />
A wing shaped lake that borders Serpentvale. This is a lake that Sahkō dug out with the help to make Serpentvale more sustainable for the residents. It's said that the lake changed shape upon Sahkō's death to reflect his remorse as a wing of change.<br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">─ Rivers &amp; Mountains</span><br />
The rivers/streams contain freshwater crabs/shellfish, eels, pike, shad, salmon (rarely), gars (rarely), and bass. Eels are most commonly barbecued and eaten for victory or for something good happening (like katsudon). Gar and salmon are prepared for celebrations when in season and able to be caught.<br />
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The mountains themselves offer many animals for hunting and be-friending; including, deer, rams/goats, moose, squirrels, bears, birds, and boar among many others.<br />
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─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Masks</span><br />
Masks are for the deceased of the Isles. Considered the "remains" of the deceased, every house has at least one Mask that hangs on a wall. One for each person who's died that's close to you. It's said that putting them on will cause you to be possessed by that spirit and become them. Isles mythos says that Feray and Dismas seal those unworthy of the afterlife into them. It's said wandering spirits can also possess a mask to make it theirs, which could give you a blessing or cause you to change shape.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Jewelry</span><br />
Each member has some sort of jewelery on their person that identifies them as a Crystalline. The jewelry for titles and achievements always has a stone that matches them in terms of gems/minerals.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Singing</span><br />
Singing is very important to their culture. They love acapella, basic percussion instruments, and those who can articulate their paws/claws usually are trained in how to play the ocarina. Mining songs, raiding songs, mourning hymns, hymns about the gods, percussion for mud-wrestling, etc.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Cliff Diving</span><br />
Cliff diving is a common dare that many Crystalline do, usually from smaller cliffs, but some dare to go for the high cliffs. Many like the thrill of gambling with their life, and many like just practicing diving. This is the only ocean activity they do beyond occasional ocean fishing (rare). The cliffs otherwise block all ways of leaving the shore without risk of injury (and destruction of any kind of vessels).<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Call of the hunt</span><br />
RAIDING SEASON. This is an instated practice that Eidos made after the end of the war. Dredgers and the Reaver will be allowed to go out and raid anywhere but current allies. The practice is to keep their spirit of fighting alive and remember their roots. Rarely do they kill during these raids, but some do take it too far. People who are captured are brought to Amespring to be appraised by the Alchemist and Lieutenant before being offered Bondslave or prisoner status, or used as bargaining chips for more potential loot. This takes place all through out Spring and Summer (April to August). <br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sapphire's Solstice</span><br />
A mournful yet soft celebration. A day to mourn Sahkō's turn against his sworn brother and being slain with a howl of remorse. This is a day of cautionary tales, and stories of when Eidos and Sahkō were uniting the tribes. Shops sell sapphire candy and sapphire jewelry.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Emerald's Equinox</span><br />
A festival on the longest day of the year where they celebrate Eido's rise to power. It's a very joyful occasion with lots of games and storytelling. Lots of stalls selling emerald candy and emerald style jewelry.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Blood Bond Ceremony</span><br />
A celebration/ceremony that brings together those with no blood ties together. Sworn brothers, sworn sisters, and such are sworn during. Blood mixed and oaths kept till their dying breaths.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Writ of Azure</span><br />
A combat duel to the death when those proclaim they can rule better than the Sovran, the high positions, and title holders. This is too the death usually, and rarely is it known. For it led to many tyrannies, that it has been scratched from history. Only is it mentioned when tyrant history is told.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Dismas' Duel</span><br />
A combat duel to surrender where people settle their grievances if they wish through trial by combat. Once invoked, there must be one high rank as a witness. Loser must comply with the complaints or demands of the winner.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mud-wrestling</span><br />
A standard practice for when one completes training, gains a promotion, or just simply for the fun of it! A time and tried old tradition where everyone makes a giant mud arena, and they take turns battling it out! Wrestling this way is good to bring up morale, bond with others, and remember their roots as fighters.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sahkō's Hunt</span><br />
The Sovran hides several objects in the territory. You must find as many objects as they can. This is a fun little thing like mud wrestling! It is used as both a game and strategy practice. This is done through quests, there will be a long list of items to find. The person with the most items from the list wins!<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Crystalline Pursuit</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Discord VC One-Shot Campaign</span><br />
A yearly November activity that is done by digging 3 main bases out of the deep snow when Serpentvale is snowed in. These main bases cannot see each other, as they are under the snow. There are a total of 3 crystals that are to be captured, and they can be ambushed for or stolen from someone as they're taking it back to base. The first to have 3 crystals on top their main base wins. During this, it's encouraged to use snowballs and the environment to attack as this is a training exercise as much as a fun activity.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Aether's Lament</span><br />
End of the year and beginning of the year (December and January) festival. Gift giving and festivities are all around. Celebration of the All Mother and the asking of blessings from different Gods/Goddesses.<br />
─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mascot &amp; Sacred Animals</span><br />
The Isles mascot is an alligator lizard! They love lizards, praying manti, dragonflies, and fireflies. They consider gars sacred as well.<br />
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The story of the Isles creation is cut into two parts: Eidos and Sahko, the Gods of Brotherhood.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Eidos ── </span>Eidos was a beloved oathkeeper who hoarded treasures and preferred to stay out of combat to count his loot. His thoughts angled more towards tactics then just the standard "run and hit things". This brought Eidos favor from the elders and the people, for his plans never failed. His trusted sworn brother, Sahkō, executed those battle plans to perfection. He glowed with pride and together they preformed many raids to foreign places, and found themselves uniting factions that were impressed with their skills.<br />
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Until...Eidos was chosen to be Sovran over Sahkō. The people voted, and the elders voted, yet it was so split that one person's vote for Eidos won him the prestigious title. This caused Sahkō to spit in anger, swearing vengeance against someone he once considered in all but blood a brother. For, Eidos agreed, Sahkō deserved the title more due to his prowess in battle and ability for adapting quickly when things were thrown in disarray.<br />
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He slain his own sworn brother.<br />
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He could never repent for his sins.<br />
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He wailed into the night and bargained with the gods to let him see his old friend again as his tears made a sweeping river across the land.<br />
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He ruled and ruled until he died in the night. <br />
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His joy to be reunited with Sahkō was seen across the lands in the how bountiful their mining hauls are, in how the river of tears sparkled in a new light, and how if you listen close enough...you can hear the two brothers laughing over old times on the wind during the Call of the Hunt.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sahkō ── </span>A zealous chieftain of the olden times. A god among men for he could win every war, every battle, every time. His outrage was immense when Eidos was chosen over him to rule their new lands. He was chosen brothers with Eidos, yet his jealousy festered until it spilled over into the Isles splitting into two factions: Sapphires &amp; Emeralds.<br />
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Sahkō had no qualms cutting down past allies, their old friends and sworn siblings. Eidos on the other hand was hesitate. They mourned every fallen comrade on both sides, for Sahkō turned their beautiful land into a war torn land fueled by hatred and jealousy.<br />
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When Sahkō was cutdown, his soul was sent to the Twins to judge. Taking pity on how his jealousy turned him dark, they cleansed him by sealing his anger into a mask; which, they gave to Eidos. Sahkō was mournful as he watched Eidos wail into the night, his blood staining his brother's sword, his brother's hands. He watched as a sparkling river was made as Eidos wept, filling a diamond shaped basin. His heart ached for what his deeds wrought.<br />
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All he could do now was patiently await for when they finally could reunite.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Aether ──</span> All Mother of the Crystalline; she is the main deity. Aether always favored Eidos over Sahkō, which led to a small split of the Gods.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Feray ──</span> The Goddess of the night, and of souls. She exacts judgement alongside her twin, Dismas, when determining whether a soul is freed or trapped in a mask.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Dismas ──</span> The God of the day, and of repentance. He exact judgement alongside his twin, Feray, when determining whether a soul is freed or trapped in a mask. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Samar ──</span> Goddess of luck and fortitude. She is usually depicted with a harp. She is known to be mischievous as well, and is often prayed to for luck.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Taika ──</span> Goddess of war and strategy. She was Sahkō's love back on the earth. She is known to be brutal and ruthless in battle, and is called upon when in war. Or by little kids who are playing stories of the past.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Parana ──</span> Goddess of nature and fertility. There are many small shrines to Parana through out the Isles. Farmers, mothers, and many others who rely on nature, often pray to her. It's said that she sings to dying plants to help them bloom and animals to aid their souls to the Twins.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Mogok ──</span> God of empathy and hearth. Mogok originally took Sahkō's side out of empathy during the faction war until he was ruthlessly cast aside after revealing from his assignment that a fabled weapon didn't exist.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Vajra ──</span> God of justice and law. Harsh he is when him and the Twins pass judgement on those who have died. Known to butt heads with Aether for he thinks he should be the All Father, and because he favored Sahkō.<br />
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1. All Beasts of Beyond rules apply.<br />
2. While it is not required, there's a slight preference for cystal growths that are part of a character, or eventually will grow on a character in the Isles. Crystal growths aren't necessary though!<br />
3. Joining is done through various different ways, but usually by combat. Those with skills other than combat will be tested in those skills instead (ie: blacksmithing, weaving, leatherworking, healing, etc) that can contribute to the Isles.<br />
4. Failure to listen to the Sovran is grounds for punishment, mild or severe, depending on the crime.<br />
5. During Call of the Hunt, kills are heavily taboo and can come with severe punishment.<br />
6. Trial by combat, Dismas' Duel, is the way of dealing with accusations, law, and disagreements. Killing during this duel is considered grounds for exile.<br />
7. Slavery is not allowed as indentured servitude allows for freedom.<br />
8. Execution is reserved for the worst of crimes.<br />
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Emerald Isles is only a Warbound group during Call of the Hunt, where they raid anyone but allies. Otherwise, the Isles are considered a relatively neutral group otherwise. They heavily rely on trade and merchants that go out of the group.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Allies</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Neutral</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Enemies</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Sovran ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">leader</span><br />
-- The Sovran can basically do anything within the realms of the law. Wears some kind of Strawberry Quartz jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">Nord, played by wifewoof</span><br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Lieutenant ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">deputy</span><br />
-- The Lieutenant is the right hand of the Sovran, and takes over when the Sovran dies. They can also temporarily be Sovran if they are missing. They enforce the laws, may hold raids, and events as well as accept any alliance-based invitations or ideas from members of the clan. They assist and advise the Sovran. Referred to as "Lieutenant Name."Wears some kind of Sapphire jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Alchemist ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">healer</span><br />
-- The Alchemist is the groups main healer. They take on many apprentices to share among the guild. Rare is there more than two apprentices though. They are only allowed to hold medical events as well hold smaller event ideas from Crystalline. They may also hold funerals as well as weddings. Referred to as "Alchemist Name." Wears some kind of Emerald jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Alchemist Assistant ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">healer app.</span><br />
The apprentice of the Alchemist. They are the healers in training that work alongside the Alchemist. They are allowed to hold medical events as well as hold smaller event ideas from the Crystalline. They may offer help with funerals and weddings. Referred to as 'Assistant Name." Wears some kind of Peridot jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Blacksmith ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Blacksmith is responsible for maintaining the mines and smithing of the group. They cannot do any of the high position responsibilities, but they handle all major smithing and mining issues. They are allowed to create mining and smithing training events and upkeep mines/smithing. They are generally the best blacksmith of the group. Referred to as ''Blacksmith Name." Those who work under the Blacksmith are called a "smithy." Wears some kind of Snowflake Obsidian jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Reaver ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Reaver is responsible for all raids and combat exercises. They take care of warfare, tactics, planning, and other types of things. They are allowed to create training/tourney events for the group, accept/deny raids, and send out raiding parties. Referred to as "Reaver Name." Those who work under the Reaver are called a "Dredger." Wears some kind of Ruby jewelry alongside any other  jewelry. <br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Hawker ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">title</span><br />
Hawker is responsible for hunting, farming, and crafting. They cannot do any of the high position responsibilities, but they can handle all hunting related issues, all farming related issues, and all crafting related issues. They are also the main crafting head for any projects the Isles undertakes; ie, boats, housing, etc. They are allowed to create hunting parties, botany workshops, and crafting workshops. Referred to as "Hawker Name." Those who work under the Hawker are called a "Trawler." Wears some kind of Gold Calcite jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Paragons ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">tag</span><br />
Paragons are not truly a title, but are a stepping stone for titles. Paragons are diligent Crystalline that wish to eventually become a title or high rank. The duties of a Paragon fall under small responsibilities like running mini-events, monthly/weekly tasks, and smaller activities (including organizing raids once approved by the Reaver). Referred to as "Paragon Name." Wears some kind of Bismuth jewelry alongside any other jewelry.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Crystalline ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">common folk</span><br />
Crystalline are the common people of this group, as in those without titles and ranks. Can wear any mineral, gem, etc, so long as it isn't connected to a rank.<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Bondslave ──</span> <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">indentured servants</span><br />
Bondslaves, despite the name, are not slaves. Bonds still get paid, and work towards being a citizen of the Isles. Captured prisoners undergo this rank, and can either choose to be a citizen or leave to their original home. Wears some kind of Smoky Quartz jewelry (can be kept or discarded once no longer a Bondslave).<br />
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─ <span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b">Nord's Reign</span><br />
Nord's reign started with a Writ of Azure against the previous Sovran, Jade. Nord is popular due to fixing all the corruption from Jade that targeted and hurt the people. Nord is beloved, even if some question his choice to be more aggressive towards groups outside of raiding season.<br />
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