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@Absolis

There are not any specific roles or anything, but you are more than welcome to base your character off of magical bards.
@Absolis

It is in fact up to date. If you need anything I will probably be able to help. I'm kind of hopeless like that.
@Cuccoruler

Strictly speaking no, but in general I am a fan of everything being correct. He says having not fixed an issue with the very first post of the rp 27 hours later. I should go fix that.

Edit: Sentence added dictating that Sariel did in fact stop in front of Lethonel's door. @The_written_John I don't need you to correct your post accordingly, I'm just filling space by talking about it.
Sariel

Lucinda was a joy. Her calm and subtle power was an elegant guiding light for the king throughout his reign over Celakor. The sight of her beautiful face and the touch of her lips against his skin made him smile mischievously. "You know" he began returning the queens peck on the cheeks with his own, "I was hoping to sneak up behind you here in the courtyard. Maybe scare the daylight out of you for old time's sake." He sighed. It began pleasantly as Sariel remember the more entertaining pranks he had pulled back during their courtship, but the tail end became morose as he caught glimpse of the last words of the Gisele Monument. Lest we forget. Sure their attachment to the king was without context, but to Sariel it meant not to forget his power and what tragedies become of its misuse. Tragedies his father was all too eager to let slip by or even encourage for his own benefit.

"Come" the king said throwing his left arm around Lucinda. "Let me walk you to breakfast. I think that the cook has something special planned." Of course Sariel had specifically ordered a very fine breakfast for this morning, so there would be no surprise for him.

Raven:

"Vengeance..." a voice echoed in the back of raven's mind. "You desire vengeance right?" For a moment everything was cold. Raven was on his back in the cold winter of northern Celakor. His body heat was escaping his body in a mad dash to escape his failing systems. His frigid, ragged breathe met unfriendly air filled with battle cries, screams of pain, the clashing of metal. All around him lay fallen enemies, wounded allies and bloodstained leaves. How could Raven have been such a fool. To be tricked into this fight. The king was off somewhere leading so magnificent charge and it was off Raven's back the day would be won. What a terrible man, what a terrible Kingdom. "I can give you the power to satisfy your desires" the voice came back to him. "You need only give up your humanity and complete for me a task."

"Yes"

Raven's mind was focused again on the decrepit underground stronghold he now stood. Until several weeks ago he had not been conscious. Nothing existed of the twenty years between his resurrection and Nyarlathlotep's presence calling his mind back to sense. Nothing except a mindless, burning hatred and resentment. This being, sat upon its throne was Revenant's tool to get what he wanted. Whatever being had given him the powers he now wielded was of little consequence for under Nyarlathotep Raven would claim victory on the wretched core of Celakor.

He knelt before his new master, sword drawn and held vertically in front of his face, left arm formally hidden behind his back with chains rustling and armor creaking all the way down to the floor. "I am Raven von Stein, formally of the wretched Celakorian nobility. I am yours to command if it means an end them and their kin."

"You will be needed soon." The voice in the back of raven's mind said departing for now. Raven paid it no mind.
So I know I should be writing up an ic post or two, but a few things that Leslie are looking to standardize at some point are demons and the undead. if you have any opinions of how either should work however large or small feel free to send it our way. There are quite a few instances of undead and demons mentioned throughout our characters so it stands to reason that there are probably a bunch of different visions of how they work and I don't want that to cause problems later.

The age characters become adults is maybe also a problem. I personally was thinking around 15, but I do doubt everyone had that same vision when they were making their characters. which is fine, my opinion on this is not law... yet, so if you feel strongly about when characters should be considered an adult I'd be happy to hear it.

EDIT: Assuming nobody has anything to say Leslie and I will just make something up and enforce it on you lot.
@IcePezz

You should not think so lowly of your work. I mean, have you seen what I've been putting out. Dreadful, simply dreadful.
SO for the record, the best way to beat me is to be right as @The_written_John was. Stop looking at me like that Jim Sterling. Not everyone can be as flawless as you. I am only mortal!

The other important thing is towards "spoilers" I guess I view it differently. I am pretty okay with discussing future events and how we'd like them to happen. I think it creates enthusiasm and helps people get what they want out of the rp when everyone else is aware of it to a certain extent. Of course I don't expect or need you to agree with me at this point and I can cut it out.

@Esterdi

That will be between you and @Cuccoruler Well, the two of you and possibly me or Leslie if either of us choose to intervene.

Edit: also I do not remember liking Esterdi's above post. That gives an impression tha I do not desire. Sorry Cuccoruler.
"I think you and I both know, father that I would already be awake for an important day such as this..." Alistair's preparedness came as no surprise to his father. Its just more fun to assume the worst of minor things from people. Sariel smirked all during Alistair's walk up to him outside Lethonel's door. "It didn't take much of a glimpse into your eyes to see your troubled soul, father... The nightmares again... Correct?" His son had always been a bit older than his years, but he still used to be a reckless sort, tirelessly testing himself in such dangerous manners. How he was now was almost like a transformation, though maybe it made more sense than Sariel knew and there was just a piece missing somewhere in their relationship. Leading a nation could do that to a family. At the very least Sariel was proud Alistair understood that. "That makes six... you shouldn't let the thoughts of chaos sap at your mind, father... Mother needs you... your kingdom needs you... Just as I need you." Dead on. Concerningly so. Sariel was sure he had been able to keep at least a few of his nightmares a secret from everyone. "Though i'm not for one fleeting moment insinuating we put your fears to the chopping block, after all, it pays to be cautious... Though I understand that we should save talks about our kingdom for the actual meeting, it may not sound like it, but even I dread those meetings... But before we can enter that chamber, as a suggestion I would ask of you to indulge on some tea with Lady Mother, a peaceful heart and a calm mind can win many battles.""I appreciate your concern," the king replied honeslty, "but I do believe we have a few hours to center ourselves before that" Sariel said with a smile.

It was then that Lethonel's door swung open. I can never beat your zeal for service, brother. "I can never beat your zeal for service, brother. I could only dream to attaining the same glory as you. I heard that you require my aid, father? What is it I can do for the crown?" Even in his weakness Lethonel was eager to be of service and as far as Sariel was concerned, all for the right reasons. "I need you to get particular book for me in town." He threw his arms around the necks of his sons despite his eldest impressive height making it a bit difficult. "I'll tell you all the details later though. For now we should eat. Catch up with your sister and I'll go get Lucinda. It has been too long since we all ate together."
@The_written_John

Never! Unless you are seriously offended in which case sorry. Now wasn't I supposed to be doing something important, like posting or something. this time preferably without causing problems.
@The_written_John

I am defeated. I should probably fix that... oops.
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