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<h3><div class="h3-underline">News and Updates</div></h3>

Staff has been busy and we're sorry to keep you guys waiting for this month's newsletter! We have a number of things to show you guys, so we're excited to share them with you. The biggest being this month's event!

<h3><div class="h3-underline">The Vikta</div></h3>
The magic explanation has explanded to include the magical force in the world known as the Vikta. The Vikta is considered spirit energy in its rawest, purest form and is the source of all magic in the world. It is the embodiment of the souls of all living things from past to future. Some have come to consider it fate, while others believe it to just be the strongest magic known to all. It is thought to have existed long before the gods were ever created and in turn were what created Jaelanai, Goddess of Life, and Akros, God of Knowledge. You can read more about it here.

<h3><div class="h3-underline">Nights of Corruption!</div></h3>
The Nights of Corruption are this month's event! The way that it goes is simple. Staff will be hosting AU events throughout the month where members can post in order to generate black feathers.  Black feathers are a currency that is only available during this event. Every time that a member posts a reply, it will generate between 1-10 feathers. If staff really likes the post, then you have a chance to receive a white feather worth 25 black feathers! These feathers can be used as currency in the Graveyard to make purchases that can vary from shop items to god favors/curses, staff appointed donations (art, coding, etc.), and more!

There will be no posting order on these. Once a day, staff will respond to all that have replied on the thread, generally the staff member who is hosting that thread. Obviously, the more you post the more feathers you will get to spend at the Graveyard! The Graveyard will open the last week of October and will be open until November 15th when it disappears until next year.  All unused feathers will disintegrate into ash come November 15th.

Throughout the month, we will add more AU events and we will be releasing more content throughout the site such as curses, species, creatures, and more. Some of these will be released through these AU events, so keep a look out for them! All games will be hosted in the Games Corner as well as the shop when it opens, so keep your eyes peeled for when staff opens up a new game! Remember: These are AU so they are not considered canon and some may not be set in Antarsia completely such as a modern day corn maze or something of the nature. Just have fun with this!

The first of the AU events can be found here:
Murder Mystery at Bloodstone Manor


<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Curses</div></h3>
To make up for our delay in releasing the event and the newsletter, we have already released two new curses! Please welcome the Banshee and the Wendigo curses!

<h3><div class="h3-underline">New Themes + Guidebook Skin!</div></h3>
Not only have we got a new theme for the event, but we have a second theme to share with you guys! Please welcome out themes, Afraid of the Dark and Feaya's Dreams. Afraid of the Dark ties to this event as well as relates to the plot ;D It is classified as a dark theme, so those who do not like these kind should avoid it. Feaya's Dreams features our goddess, Feaya, in all her wonderful glory. This theme is classified as a light and bright theme so if that isn't your jam, it is best to avoid.

Afraid of the Dark has now taken over the guidebook. Tharamos has retired to his chambers and this new figure has arisen in his place. Who is this mysterious woman?

Name- Balthazar the Tidebringer
Also referred to as Bringer of Roaring Tides
More fearfully, he has been called The Primordial Ocean.

Age- unknown, ancient

Gender- Male

Powers- He is reasonably skilled with water magic, and has mastered the basics of telepathy.. He can channel his thoughts along with a vocal screech to stun and paralyze his prey. This is more effective underwater.

Appearance- A long beast, Balthazar is nearly 3 miles long from nose to tail. His scales are a deep blue, providing just enough camouflage for him to get relatively close to his prey. He possesses many fins of varying shades of blue, though the main hue is purple. Webbed spines of violet extend in sections along his back. He possesses four tendrils that trail out from about a third of the way down his body. These tendrils resemble tentacles, though the tips are hardened and sharp, like spikes. A single long tailfin extends from the end of his body.

His head is dragon-like, with two frilled horns sticking out of the back. One row of massive teeth sits in each jaw, and he has two hardened horns at the back of his mouth, protecting the joint. His eyes have no set color, instead varying depending on his mood. However, they default to red, as he is almost always hungry.

Various sections along his body are bio-luminescent. The coloration of these sections usually matches his eyes, and have the same hypnotic effect.



Personality- When he hatched, he was like the rest of his kind: a simple beast. Time has granted him intelligence, and a degree of wisdom as well. He has moved beyond the simple pleasures of his kind, though he still enjoys them just as any other. He is slow to anger, but fierce when roused. He may help or harm any he comes across, based on his own amusement. He does enjoy tales about events on land, and is willing to trade favors for stories.

His mind is strange and alien, behaving according to a series of thoughts and morals that seem twisted and confusing to others. In spite of this, he does try to be reasonable, as long as he is not hungry.

History- Balthazar was one of the the earliest born leviathans. He has dwelled in the deeper parts of the oceans, remaining a distant figure, even to the beasts that share his domain. Over time, he has come to be known as a sort of primordial creature. Ancient and eternal, the seafolk told stories of his wrath to frighten children, while others had come to view him as the incarnation of the ocean's malevolence.

Note: Balthazar's massive size is a rarity, due to a combination of him consuming other large leviathans that he comes across, and him sustaining himself on the energy of the ocean itself, though this method lacks the ability to heal.

Nicknames:
The Wrath

Age:
Unknown, ancient.

Gender:
Male

Species:
War Helvate

Abilities:
His fangs are filled with a poison. He is capable of changing the composition of the poison at will, resulting in different bites requiring different treatments. Despite his size, he is a fast creature, and is quite effective as hit and run attacks. He is also aided by the ability to slip into shadows, using them as a gateway to elsewhere, so long as he can sense the other end.

Appearance:
A massive beast that comes to nearly four and a half feet tall. He has double sets of canines in his mouth, some of them long enough to resemble a saber-toothed beast. His fur is a deep crimson, with black streaks in his fur starting from his neck and leading down to the base of his tail.

Personality:
Acting as Viorolll's enforcer, Romule is commonly known as a bloodthirsty brute that will gladly tear your throat out if you anger his master. In truth, however, Romule is a rather passive creature. He tends to be a stoic observer, not really getting involved in affairs unless requested by his master. In his youth, he was more reckless, but time has taught him the value of patience, especially since he was granted immortality to keep serving his master.

He is not young, and has been known to offer advice or other benefits to the people in his charge. He is one of the few beings Vioroll would trust with the safety of his family, and the Helvate rewards this trust with absolute loyalty. He willingly accepted Vioroll's brand, mostly for the connection with his master. In exchange, his master rarely uses the brand for anything other than communication.

History:
Vioroll's personal Helvate, he has spent his entire life in service to his master, since the early days of War.

Character's Name: 

Zagan

Nicknames:

n/a

Age:

796

Gender:

Male

Species:

Demon- Terror

Abilities:

Shape Shifting- Like many other demon kind, Zagan is able to transform himself into three different species of animal; a Lynx, a Philippine Eagle, and a Python. Some forms he chooses for different thing, the Lynx, for example, is usually in snowy regions or the world or during winter times. 

Fear Illusion- He is able to create one's most hated fears into an almost realistic illusions using the black mist that come from his body, causing fear and panic in those unlucky enough to cross his path. 

Shadow Manipulation- Though not a skill he is very well versed in, he can use shadows to create various spooky shapes against walls, trees, ect. Zagan uses this to mess with people most of the time, always loving the sudden fear caused by them in others. 

True Form- only used when in dire situations and usually feels horrible as shit afterwards. 

Uncomfortable- Though not a magic ability of any sort, the man is naked from head to toe. If you show any instant of being uncomfortable with his nudity at any point when interacting with him, he'll try and make you even more so. This includes; jumping, hip rocking, squatting, or anything else that might make one cringe. 

Personality:

Zagan can be quite the cocky man, he enjoys watching the fear in peoples eyes and causing them to panic; if for not reason other than his own enjoyment. Which probably makes him quite cynical in a way, as he most enjoys doing things when it comes to his own interests and beliefs. His taste for mischief and chaos are really the things that drive him in the world, knowing there is a lot of fear he can cause in the hearts of anyone he so desires. Young, old, man, woman, or child; it doesn't really matter. As long as the fear is in their eyes it's all he could ever hope for. 

Though when he's not tormenting poor souls, he is quite lazy most of the time; lounging about in any animal form or even just his base form. Can be found chilling in trees mostly, as he tries to find anything to keep himself busy with. He's playful in a way with those he finds himself liking, teasing then any way he can just for the hell of it. His standards of friendship are weird as well, usually because he enjoys bugging them. God help those poor souls that have to constantly see his junk hanging loose for the entire world to see. No shame, no shame. 

History: 

Zagan has hated clothes every since he was a child, always being forced to wear whatever his parents wanted him to; even if it was the stupidest thing in the very existence of the world itself. Out in public he would keep his clothes on as instructed, but as soon as he got him his parents had the hardest time keeping the clothes on him after that. 

Thread Status: Closed
Players involved: King, Kila
Characters involved: Charlie (Kila), Vioroll (King)
Setting: The family shrine in the War Fortress
Time: Late morning to early afternoon on the 23rd of Ganthor
Weather: Ash and thunder storms.

<b>Thread Status:</b> CLOSED
<b>Players involved:</b> Rogue, Kokopuffs
<b>Characters involved:</b> Naren (Rogue); Akeme (Kokopuffs)
<b>Setting:</b> Sondaryn Forest, near Oslark
<b>Time:</b> Current, around midday
<b>Weather:</b> Balmy summer temperatures, with a few wispy clouds but not much to fear. The forest is particularly lush.

Naren was broke, and hungry. Sure, he could go off into the forest and find some edible plants, but it took no small amount of effort, and he had become accustomed to eating delicious, varied food. Not whatever he could root out the ground and char over a fire. That would take hours of effort harvesting, preparing and cooking, which wouldn't really satisfy his current aching for something hot. A little morsel of pastry perhaps, with cheese and sweet tomatoes.
His mouth watered at the very thought of it. 

However, the forest road barely offered more than spiked rocks underfoot and unripe fruits hanging from the trees that bent down overhead. Not a delicious meal. Perhaps give it another half a season, and then things would be starting to look more promising... Perhaps when he passed back this way again come the autumn there would be better pickings. But again, it didn't satisfy his current cravings. There were too many birds around as well, tiny little ball-shaped things that flitted between the branches above and shouted obscenities at one another. They'd have the best of the fruit before he could get at it, especially if he wasn't hanging around the area. No, it was useless trying to find anything himself here. Anything edible would have gone to the forest creatures as soon as it appeared- and if they hadn't had it, no doubt travellers previous to himself would have taken the ripe pickings. He grumbled to himself and hoped that the road led somewhere soon, where he could beg some lunch off a tradesman or inn in return for a song or two. Perhaps three, if they had something tasty with cheese involved.