River_Whaler

Please come back boo :c You're missed! And maybe you'd enjoy it more with some recent changes. . message me on discord ;C Kata#8905

Nearly forgot about those race suggestions I made, luckily some mails reminded me to erase them.

I am also publicly vouching for you to get at least most of your werewolf lvls back, maybe only a maximum of 10 being taken of, seeing as I loved rping with you, you never rule break before (not to my knowledge anyways) and seemed like someone who was actually extremely vigilant when it came to the rules of playing a werewolf. I'm hoping this will go somewhere as you having quit was a sad thing and the reason of your quitting seemed overall uncalled for and unfair.

Just wanted to tell you I took over ur hospital in Glyndale and have ur items, if you ever want them back (and if I still have them) if you decide to join again, I'll give them to you Miss you, sniff sniff

I think what I miss the most from RP are the ball the city leaders or noble families organized, gathering everyone in a sort of sphere of peace just for those few hours of simple amusement, colored clothes, fancy masks and good musics.

First birthday present, Tc killed my last character, goodbye and see you never again

Today I celebrate my 20th year on planet earth xp
As such events take place I would like to thanks everyone who opened their friendship to me and I hope I still will be able to thanks all of you personally.

Your River_Whaler, aka LouisRiviere

Real life killed me, so let's say it's a real farewell, never forget where you are linked and never forget only works will give something...

"And Luwig followed his own road, guided by nothing but his desire to understand his full nature..." R.W.

A dancing blade in the screaming winds next to the cold waves.

The End, thanks for playing.

Walking onto a long road,
Some helped me to trace,
I still think it was broad,
Even though I often tried to race.

From the scorched lands,
to the trees, the frost and now returning to them,
I wonder if indeed I belonged to them
Or if I was nothing but a spike in their hands.

Wearing different masks was a pleasant game,
Passing from a role to an other and doing it again,
All of this without the quest of fame,
Something that I didn't even want to bargain.

But time passes and with it,
Strange events and words appear,
Often for the best, but also making it feel like I fell into the pit,
For some actions and thoughts I never did were launched like a strike of fear.

Yes dear friends it may be a conclusion,
To a game in which I showed much devotion,
But like all things I seem to like,
A knife from the dark seems to scream: "Now we strike !"

And now wondering what my poor soul could answer,
I wonder if the fight I engage is worth the time,
Spending hours in my head, devouring it like a cancer,
The years of amusement falling into the desilusion of a short rhyme.

i'll come back rivy, i'll come back... PARTY BOY WILL COME BACK!

I thought about all the characters I made and all the characters who are still.. Well alive in a way or an other XD
At the very right of the picture are the Valorian characters

Contests for a future potential character (all those who aren't chosen will just be placed behind in the queue to the playing pit xp), I let you vote by writing the name of the char below !

1) Morokei, a Rhun'Kai with no tribe, wanderer
2) Mute, a slave left in Zilmere to be taken for free, cannot talk and likes to wear masks and use a large cleaver
3) Henry Clermont, a bourgia moving to Zilmere
4) Yarik Redbeard, a dwarven smith and explorer migrating to Fjoldr where the mines are well furnished

Well vacations are coming for me this next monday, I'll be in an other country with my family and of course no PC cause they want me to rest my mind x)
So I certainly won't be able to come the first week and so will miss the masquerade of Zilmere sadly.
Though the next week I'll be home all along, witt work of course but with free time aswell for you my friends.

I see you later !