An Omen of good fortune
Auctus luna refulgere id niger vultus
Sanguis ex donum virgo fervefacere in Ahenum
Et in ara id summus dominus tenebrae benedicere
...nobis...
I have done my duties. The wine flowed in honor of Lordaeron. The man known as Ythgar seemed pleased in my choice.
I have his blessing. The man understands my intents and yet I believe he wishes more to have the matter settled for more than duty of the ruling patron of his lineage.
In quinque hominis nobis occludere id quinque acuminis
Ac sicut donum virgo juvenil eam Satanas
Non sine id sanctus pugio ego tolere manus caellum
Ac profere verbum ex odium affinis invocare dei
...sopire Inferna...
I respect deeply the man who, in face of all that he’s become, continues to honor his traditions. He is a man of faith I believe. Despite his nature, despite the cold power that wraps around him like the choker on cerberus, his command of his faith is a testament to his strength.
Audire nostrum precum
Nobis invocare prave
Nobis invocare prave
Nobis invocare ad regnare
Tzeentch archangelux dei Inferni
Nobis tuus suplicare
Nobis tuus ordinare
Qui advenire, qui revocatus
The raven figurine I found led me to her. An omen not to be ignored. On the cold corpse of the man who flew too far into the storm, it laid there, like a beacon. She’d not finished it, yet I could tell she meant to put some of herself in the craft. Little did she know I would find it. That her needs would be revealed to me.
Erga nobis oculus et mostrare tuus horribilis fácies
Advenire, venire, ego vocare
Venire tenebrae Princeps
Revocatus tuus exercitus, cinis uti is magnum rex
Penetralium in nostrum animus uti nobis
Tuus glorificare creare nobis corpus
Tuus summus domicilium
Invocatio erga umbra Dominus
She surely knew the man, the news of his death have to reach her one way or another. That, and the news of my meetings with her grand father. After all, she is highly concerned when it comes to her own wedding.
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Though you will become
Though you will become Ametia upon your wedding to her, know that she is of Vinguld blood also, and that I watch over her, lad. You'll do well.. the material is good. Remain so.
Family man; His patience tried
Put a torch to his home and warmed his hands by the fire
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Sir Thomas More: I think that when statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties, they lead their country by a short route to chaos.
When a man takes an oath, he's holding his own self in his own hands like water, and if he opens his fingers then, he needn't hope to find himself again.
*raised brow* And just
*raised brow* And just because you have discovered one of my figurines, an incomplete one at that, you believe you are able to access my own needs? My inner... desires?
((A very intriguing read, and I look forward to RPing with you soon!))
((And to think this
((And to think this figurine was meant for me. ))
It is my belief that an
It is my belief that an artist pours their soul and inner most intimate secrets in their crafts. Much can be perceived from watching, truly watching, someone dance or paint.
You made this piece for someone dear to you, that much is clear. It was never finished, which means his departure was sudden, and it was important for you that he have it before he left. That tells me he made it clear he did not intend to come back.
You chose the raven and from the time I spent over the corpse of the man it belonged to, I would say you accuractly portrayed his inner aspect.
I look forward to seeing if you'll be able to find mine as well.
I am intrigued that you are
I am intrigued that you are able to see so much from merely looking at an unfinished figurine.
We shall see what I see when I look at you, though it may take some time to turn that perception into something like a figurine, if I ever do.
I don't know who you are...
... But I distrust anyone who tries to be so smooth. Reeks of snake-oil. You will be investigated, scrutinized; and if necessary, disposed of. I swear it on the Light.
As I have approved this
As I have approved this young man's suit, I hardly imagine that you, some baseborn.. who ARE you, actually? Really, do run along, boy.
Family man; His patience tried
Put a torch to his home and warmed his hands by the fire
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Sir Thomas More: I think that when statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties, they lead their country by a short route to chaos.
When a man takes an oath, he's holding his own self in his own hands like water, and if he opens his fingers then, he needn't hope to find himself again.
((
(( http://rp-haven.com/blog/inimicus/warlock039_s_thoughts_love_hate_and_family ))
Master Sergeant Inimicus Ashen'rai Templar'ie
Stormwind Army, Intelligence Division
Incidentally, your Grace, I also happen to be the man who protected your granddaughter from her abusive ex-husband while you were off setting up your undead orgy parlour and getting your jollies with that worm-bitten sin'dorei ghoul that follows you around.
Ah. Some Stormwind lout. Be
Ah. Some Stormwind lout. Be off, boy. Discourtesy earns you nothing in the least, let alone the sympathy or understanding you seem to crave..
And really, I'm not a Duke. Do try and find the correct nomenclature.
Family man; His patience tried
Put a torch to his home and warmed his hands by the fire
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Sir Thomas More: I think that when statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties, they lead their country by a short route to chaos.
When a man takes an oath, he's holding his own self in his own hands like water, and if he opens his fingers then, he needn't hope to find himself again.
(( German ravens, eh?
((
German ravens, eh? Hm.
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Kann der Wechsler von Wegen behält unsere geradegelegten Pfade.
((So not sure about the spelling/grammar. I haven't used german is a loooong time. Also, I can't seem to be able to remove that weirdo code there. Sorry.))