SUMMER

Angkar: Wet season. Precipitation is common during the late afternoon and evening hours. Vegetation grows significantly during the summer, but flooding is a danger due to the monsoons that ravage the country. The rainforest sees evenly distributed rainfall throughout the season.

Ashoka: Desert: Extremely hot and dry. Violent, heavy downpours following long dryspells. Jungle: Hot and humid with frequent, violent rainstorms.

Morrim: Relatively hot and dry, but with a chance of thunderstorms from time to time. The heat may cause forest fires.

Soto: Hot and humid, tree cover is dense while ground growth is restricted. Thunderstorms see the most amount of rainfall during the season, and it can be very windy. On occasion, there are flash floods that can destroy homes and farms built on flood plains.

ANNOUNCEMENTS

March 30th, 2018 As you might have noticed, Elenlond has changed hands and is now under new management! If you have any questions, please direct them to DaringRaven! As for the rest of the announcements, including a season change, you can find them over here at the following link!

January 16, 2018 As you might have noticed, Elenlond has a new skin, all thanks to Mel! Don't forget to check out the new OTMs as well!

December 2, 2017 Winter has settled on Elenlond, bringing sleep for some and new life for others.

September 26, 2017 With the belated arrival of autumn come some interesting developments: new OTMs, a Town Crier and the release of the Elly Awards winners!

July 14, 2017 After a bit of forum clean-up, Elly Awards season has arrived! Head on over to make your nominations!

May 31, 2017 Summer has arrived and so has activity check! That's not all though – we also have some new OTMs for you and some staff changes!


WHAT IS ELENLOND?

Elenlond is an original free-form medieval fantasy RPG set on the continent of Soare and the Scattered Isles, which are located to the south in the Sea of Diverging Waters. The four chief nations of the western side of the world—Ashoka in northern Soare, Soto in western Soare, Morrim in eastern Soare, and Angkar, the largest of the Scattered Isles—continue to experience growth and prosperity since the fall of the Mianorite gods, although power struggles within the countries—or outside of them—continue to ensue.


QUICK TIDBITS

  • We accept any member who wants to RP here;
  • We are an intermediate-level RPG;
  • We have been open since June 2004;
  • Elly's layouts work best in Chrome, Firefox, Safari, and Opera. It is not optimized for IE.

  • CURRENT EVENTS

    Angkar: To honour the reinvigoration of the ancient city of Mondrágon, the majestic Queen Eulalia has permitted the opening of a Coliseum where people from around the world and all walks of life can test their combat skills against one another. Many have already done battle in search of honour, glory, prizes and money.

    Ashoka: In an otherwise peaceful times, Ashokans are beset with the relatively minor inconveniences of wandering undead and occasionally-aggressive giant rock worms. There has also been some controversy over the recent re-legalisation of human sacrifice.

    Morrim: Rumour has it that Emperor Leofric de Hollemark is mustering forces for a war. Though the threat from Soto’s forests has passed, the forces previously employed in watching the forest now linger at the border. Rumours also circulate of a small group that has been dispatched to make contact with the tribes of the Do’suul Mountains.

    Soto: The Sotoans have defeated the fey and liberated themselves from Méadaigh’s oppression! Preliminary efforts have been made at rebuilding the city of Madrid, which had been captured at the beginning of the war. However, the Sotoans are hindered from recovery famine. Méadaigh’s magic caused summer to persist in the Erth’netora Forest through the winter. Her power has been withdrawn and the plants die as if preparing for winter – even though it is now summer. The Sotoans must sustain off what food they can get, what creatures they can kill and what can be imported into the city from Morrim and Angkar.

    For a fuller description of our most recent events, check out our most recent edition of The Town Crier!

    daringraven
    Administrator
    Qayin Graves
    SHADOW
    Supporting Admin.

    Kestrel Sumner (Shadow)
    Kindle Blackheath
    Orion de Lacey
    Sinadryn Arsydian
    Welcome to our home, a world in which anything can happen. From sprawling deserts and vast forests to massive volcanoes and luscious hot springs, Soare and the Scattered Isles are beautiful places just waiting to be explored. For the brave and the bold or the cautious and the wary, creatures of all kinds roam the earth, looking for adventure or for a place to call their own. Species of all kinds - the well-known and the unknown - thrive here, though not always in harmony.

    Elenlond is an original medieval fantasy RPG with a world that's as broad as it is unique. Calling on characters of all kinds, the sky's the limit in a world where boundaries are blurred and the imagination runs rampant. Restrictions are limited and members are encouraged to embrace their creativity, to see where they can go and what they can do. It's no longer just text on a page - it becomes real.

    Enter Our World

    Username:   Password:
    A Gentle Farewell; (Shell!) At the end of the war, days after they admit their love, Qayin and Juran must say farewell.
    Topic Started: Aug 28 2017, 07:18 PM (135 Views)
    Qayin
    Member Avatar
    Desert Wraith

    As Juran and Qayin walked together after leaving the others, he remembered all they had done together since he had met her. From the darkness of their initial encounters as they fought off slavers, to the happier feelings of their future adventures in Angkar, to even these past few days after they finally expressed their love for one another. They had been enjoyable, some of the best he had ever experienced, but the necromancer felt himself being drawn away. She was a part of his world now, but that did not mean they would be there forever. As they reached some secluded spot far away from the merriment of the others, he turned to Shell and smiled as best he could. There was some sorrow behind it.

    “I… I need to leave Madrid.” The tension was horrible, the words weakly escaping before plummeting towards the ground below.

    “I’ve said I never wanted to leave you, and that’s still true. Even still, you know who I am, truly. You know what I must do, and that I would never leave you without reason. Our war here has ended, now it’s time for me to fight new ones.” The emotion swallowing him now, he reached into his bag and fumbled inside for a moment. There was a slight tremor in his limbs, a mixture of nervous energy and knowledge of what his future held. After a few moments of failing to find what he sought, Qayin finally managed to find it.

    It was a simple and thin silver chain, a necklace with a tiny, ornately designed pendant. The jet-black stone affixed onto it gleamed in the daylight sun, but managed to give the appearance of a midnight sky full of stars. Slowly lifting it over her head and setting it around her neck, he spoke once again, hands moving to her shoulders.

    “I found that when I returned to my family’s house the other night. I believe it was my mother’s, but I couldn’t stop thinking of you when I discovered it. The beauty of it to me is that gem there, the fact that the light put into it somehow manages to shine through, even though everything surrounding it is dark. Even that darkness is beautiful though, it’s the mixture of it in you that draws me closer.” He leaned forward to kiss her, pausing for a moment to speak again.

    “I don’t know what this all means for us, but I’d like it if you could wear it, or at least keep it for me as a reminder of what we are. Please know that I’d never choose anyone else, no matter how long we're apart.”
    (OFFLINE) PROFILE QUOTE GO TO TOP
     
    Shell
    Member Avatar
    From Theon Greyjoy to Reek in under 3 seconds

    It had been an emotional storm, this night, but he had appeared to shield her from it, and she had done what she could to shield him. It tore at them still, but each was made stronger by the other and it seemed that, for now, the storm had no true power.

    When she saw the sadness in his smile, she knew what he was going to say, and her heart sank a little -- but she smiled all the same, and his words softened the sting. "I understand. There are wars I'll need to return to, myself..." The thought of Orl'kabbar was enough to make her shiver, and she knew she wasn't yet ready to return: she needed more time to grieve, more time to settle down, or she would surely make a mess of everything.

    Their hands parted while he rummaged through his bag, and she took note of the ragged state of his mousey robes, the thinness of his shoulders and the tired shadows the sparse light cast over his face. She worried. She knew he scarcely slept, and the nature of his inborn abilities was like an empty vast expanse that could swallow him up if he allowed it to do so. She knew that the knowledge of that possibility frightened him, confused him, and she wondered about how he had been doing in his day to day life: if he was eating well, resting when he should, being gentle with himself on the bad days, and knew that none of these was likely.

    My poor, sweet Qayin... if only I could share the path you must walk, the pain you must feel...

    His hands came up with a beautiful pendant, and her lips parted in awe as he placed it around her neck, her heart swelling with blooming warmth. She held it carefully between her fingers and turned it slowly this way and that, admiring its tiny universe of stars while he spoke. Tears prickled her eyes as his hands, familiar and reassuring and continuing to warm her, settled on her shoulders. She looked up at him, and some of them escaped, though her smile was filled with tenderness.

    "I'll wear it every hour of every day," She said, gently cupping his face in both hands, "Know that I am only for you: my heart belongs to you, the only person I truly trust it with." She swallowed, and the tears came fresh even through her trembling smile. "I know you'll take good care of it."

    She stood on her toes, then, and kissed him, allowing it to linger before she withdrew -- just enough that she could speak to him.

    "I know you'll want to leave sooner than later, but... please stay with me for tonight," She murmured. "I want to hold onto this for just a little while longer..."
    (OFFLINE) PROFILE QUOTE GO TO TOP
     
    Qayin
    Member Avatar
    Desert Wraith

    "I'll wear it every hour of every day. Know that I am only for you: my heart belongs to you, the only person I truly trust it with. I know you'll take good care of it." As she leaned up and kissed him, his heart swelled with emotions only she had managed to conjure up in him.

    Juran, you’re a far better spellweaver than I. She pulled back after a little, though only enough to let her words rise over him like a pleasant breeze.

    "I know you'll want to leave sooner than later, but... please stay with me for tonight, I want to hold onto this for just a little while longer..." Qayin had known that when the moment arrived, he would be unable to truly just leave her. Leaning down to kiss her, he let out sigh. It was too soon to leave. Pulling away again, he leaned into her ear and whispered.

    “I will stay with you tonight. Let's make it one to remember.” He lifted her from the ground and spun her around once, placing her down away from where they had been facing. Grasping her hand in his, the necromancer smiled.

    “Lead me where you wish. I am yours to command for the evening, Juran.
    (OFFLINE) PROFILE QUOTE GO TO TOP
     
    Shell
    Member Avatar
    From Theon Greyjoy to Reek in under 3 seconds

    I am yours. They were powerful words, strange words, that conjured up the image of a warm little world that only they shared, fundamental parts of themselves that they would choose to share with no one else -- but it wasn't a mere image. It was real, and it came with its own bliss, a thing which, even in all her time, she had never felt even once.

    No commands were given that night: the stars shone just for them on their way to Ylsa's charming little hole-in-the-hill cottage, where the embers of the oven still lit the room with a dim glow. The four cats, the little fox, the iguana, all lounged about the place, unbothered by their quiet entrance; they passed through the main area and down the stairs into the cool cellar, down a short hall at the end of which was her room. It was a modest space, furnished only by the bed, a wooden chair, and small table -- these, of course, went unused tonight.

    Though others may have made up their stories when they saw the two leave together, the night was innocent: they lay in each others' arms in the dim room, murmuring their care for one another, now and then laughing together, occasionally shifting for kisses. Shell felt safe in these moments -- she had changed into a simple cotton nightdress, letting her dark hair spill loose where it would, doing away with the red ribbon that normally held it in place, allowing herself to feel as vulnerable with him now as she had back in Orl'kabbar after their run-in with Don Yanni's gang. It was liberating to know that she could be so exposed, so close to a living person, without feeling afraid.

    And she had so often been afraid, and for so long.

    There was still pain for them both -- there couldn't not be pain, with their losses, their darker memories, the trauma and unsettling effect of the final battle -- but it was all made bearable by the simple fact that they were alone together, safe, and cared after more than anyone else in the world.

    In the morning, of course, he left: but the farewell was gentle and sweet, and though his physical absence left a chasm in her immediate world, she had only to hang onto the pendant he had given her, to close her eyes and remember that he loved her, and he felt closer. It was only for a moment, but it was enough to bring her back to life -- a life that was finally hers alone.

    fini~!
    Edited by Shell, Sep 4 2017, 11:57 PM.
    (OFFLINE) PROFILE QUOTE GO TO TOP
     
    1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
    « Previous Topic · Madrid · Next Topic »

    affiliates


    Join us on Facebook!
    Join/follow our deviantArt group!

    Vote for Us and Check Out Our Listings!
    RPGfix Total Drama Website - The Best Role-Play Sites Top RPG Sites Top RP Sites
    RPG-D Seductive Directory
    Nerd Listings

    Affiliates
    'Souls RPG Warden's Vigil: A Dragon Age Roleplaying Community Black & White
    Tales of Illyria Tir Dearthair The Games

    Beyond the Fall
    Edolon

    Word Counter provided by Fission

    Welcome Guest [Log In] [Register]