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The Chronicles of Irenaea [Always Open] [Historiograhy-Based] [Low-Commital]

The Rousting of the Failed Lord Sunwalker
Lord Governor Darius Brighteye Sunwalker of Paledune, the Sultan of Paradise (15 - 85)

As I write these words, I find myself reminiscing upon the past. I have called Paradise home for nearly twenty-five years, though I had planned my stay for a mere two or three. Enchanted, I was, by the bright sun and the beauteous feathered coats of the buntings during mating season.

What was initially a brief trip stretched on, as I discovered just what potential lay in the Paledunes capitol. Silk, one of my initial offerings to the city, became the cloth of choice for many of the city's inhabitants. While my other wares brought modest returns, the silk fled as if burned, sold within a day. Patrons of the fabric clamored for more: the weavers of Verenteus are the finest in the world, their silk renowned for its quality.

My apologies to any who may one day read my words. My purpose today is not to recount my life, as my younger self was wont to do. That foolish youth has departed my soul for brighter stars, sent thus by the death of my dear friend. Though my wife and children console me in times of darkness, the loss of Dalleio has cut me to the depths of my core.

I have lost a brother, one whom I will follow gladly into the sky above when my time arrives. His child, Aedius, is no more like his father than a raisin is like a grape. I am gladdened, then, that he has been removed from the throne.

Few could have proven more disastrous for the country than Aedius Starseer. The boy approached my guild some months past, seeking funding for an ambitious project which was doomed from the start. When I spurned him, his impudent highness spat in my face, and cursed my name. He had forgotten how I once rode with him to Verenteus, how I clothed him and his father in the best my country had to offer. I loved him as I love my own sons. But no longer.

Three days past, Lord Darius Sunwalker returned to Paradise. The day was one of chaos and change. I begged my wife to keep our children locked within the safety of our home, then I stepped out into the light. Soldier marched past. I knew their aim was to take the Capitol. There had been whispers about for days of such a revolution.

[...]

By day's end, Aedius had been deposed. He came to me, then, at the gate of my guild. I said nothing as he begged me for aid, nor did I acknowledge that such a man had even visited. My connection to the noble house of Sunwalker ended that day.

Guildmaster Emillian Brenton Rastava, House Haedulus, the Goldleaf, 56

Beyond the Storms

okay actually after reading that post, @Vicier if you wanna come up with anything on the fly, go for it

because my next post, things are going to CHANGE

Shadowed Apotheosis [Sword and Sandals Fantasy-Magical Apocalypse]

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That is acceptable, so are other naming methods. Tribal names, such as Caesar of the Julii, for example. Or Philip of Macedon. Cato Minor. Or just single names like Aristophanes, Euripedes. Sappho of Lesbos. Etc.

@HeySeuss

Sounds good

Epic City: Starburst

I definitely am planning for phantom to become more powerful over time, but mainly because I have a sort of arc or two planned for it. As I've written posts, I've realized his powers are becoming strong, but I'm also understanding his limitations far better as well

Beyond the Storms

I will try and get a post out by Saturday, Sunday if I'm a real jerk.

It's to hold off the upcoming bat shit crazy, I swear.

@Atrophy

boop

Epic City: Starburst

Previously...

"So, wait," David said, arms resting on his thighs. "You're all superpowered? You're all musicians, and you all live in an apartment together?"

"I don't live here, remember," said Kenny. "Just crash on the couch when I'm in town. The rest of them live here."

David glanced at her. "That was the least interesting part of what I said. How did you all even meet?"

Ernie blinked. "The Epics Subreddit. You never heard of it? It's run by an Epic who can tell if people are telling the truth, either online or in the real world."

Reddit? Seriously? David laughed. The absurdity of the idea. "No, I've never heard of that sub. What's on it?"

"News about Epics all around the world," Continued Ernie. Competitions and voting over who has the best powers, et cetera. You know there's a guy in Lithuania that can clone himself indefinitely? Or there's this guy in Ontario that can turn into a moose the size of a skyscraper. Talk about thematically appropriate. There's also pinned threads for meeting up with other epics, but the actual details have to be figured out in PMs, to avoid people being hunted down."

"You were actually on there today too," said Maria, and David felt a little shiver at the timbre of her voice. He knew that she could sound like anything she wanted, but it seemed most like she was appealing to him specifically. "Phantom, right? You put out the windows in a two block radius with that shout. It was one of the top posts, actually."

David flushed. "Fuck, that's...wow." He, of course, had not wanted to draw attention to himself, but he also felt a strange pleasure at his sudden fame.

Kenny leaned forward, her leg bouncing on the floor. "So you can, like, turn into anything you want when you're asleep? Anything at all?"

"Well, yeah..." David mumbled, "but I can't do much more than that. I can get really loud, but I can't really affect shit. It really sucks, because when those rats were attacking, I couldn't do much more than growl at them. The bigger I get, the less powerful I am. I don't know if that's my limit or what."

"But you can fuckin' fly through walls and shit, man!" That was Garfield, lying across Kenny, Vince, and Ernie on the couch. He and Vince had finally emerged from their room at Kenny's shouting, with the absolute minimum clothing required. Everyone actually seemed very comfortable with lack of clothing, he'd noticed. "Like, seriously, if I was you, I'd be robbing banks and shit, or somethin'."

"Good thing he isn't you," said Kenny, glaring at the man with no ill will. "Otherwise we'd all be fucked in a prison somewhere. You want that?"

"How do you try and control yourself in the dream?" asked Hannah, interrupting the argument. She was short, blonde, and curvy as hell. "I wasn't able to do a whole lot with my abilities until I changed how I thought about them. Like, I had to stop thinking about how I was controlling things, and start thinking more about what I wanted to do." She blushed as everyone looked at her. "Like the subconscious is more powerful than the conscious mind, you know?"

David frowned. He'd never thought of it that way before. Well, he had, but he'd just assumed that trying to feel his way through his powers wouldn't work at all. "So, what, like it's a part of me, instead of a tool?"

"Isn't it?" asked Ernie. "We were all born this way, weren't we?"

Kenny nodded, juggling four marbles without looking at them. Her form was perfect, and each throw seemed to be exactly as powerful as the throw before it. It was sheer human perfection. "Not like we were given much of a choice, short of living around our weakness for our whole life. But hey, at least we're the lucky ones. Could have ended up as Freaks."

David decided to let that jibe pass. It was true: they were the lucky ones. Superpowers without any side effects. "Maybe for you," he said. "I haven't gotten a real night's sleep in months."

"Maybe you just need to get laid," Kenny guffawed. Everyone else smiled. David rolled his eyes. "So, you guys just hang out here, playing music, dicking around, having sex, and...not using your abilities?"

"Well, hey now," Garfield said, raising a hand. "Who said we didn't use our abilities? You know the Kryptonites, right?"

"Aren't they the Epic-killers?" David felt a little chill go down his spine. Dangerous people.

"Yup," Maria cut in, shushing Garfield with a glare. "We like to fuck 'em up." She looked at David with those deep eyes, and he just about melted on the spot. Not that he would let her know that. "They're dickbags," she continued, suddenly in a voice that sounded like an old radio announcer. "We gotta make life tough for those flappers!"

"Matter of fact," Kenny said, grinning at David slyly. "You might have come at just the right time. How would you like to rob a bunch of murderers blind?"

The Chronicles of Irenaea [Always Open] [Historiograhy-Based] [Low-Commital]

Oh wow I didn't realize this was in the nations section now

Shadowed Apotheosis [Sword and Sandals Fantasy-Magical Apocalypse]

Patronymics, maybe?

What about just "the free nation of aevland", I'm just aiming for a trade-dominated nation

Epic City: Starburst

I kinda like the character, so I wonder if there's another way to make the character work without jeopardizing everyone else in the game

An epic denier who straight up can't see or be affected by epics, maybe to him everything is treated as normal but it doesn't actually nullify powers? So he can't be harmed by epic powers and he can't see them, but they aren't nullified around him

Idk lol I just woke up

Beyond the Storms

That would be fun wouldn't it?

Now that I think about it, there's some stuff we should handle now before skipping on. Like game changing stuff and all that

or, you guys really really want, I have the pieces in place for an absolutely batshit crazy scene I can get going

You know what, I'm gonna do that instead. More fun, more madness