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.


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    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.

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    Drowning of the Senses; Macadamia! :O
    Topic Started: Nov 15 2011, 08:46 AM (119 Views)
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    Yišoġowt’in më p’oragrowaç hogow ew mort’i mēǰ.

    The air here tasted of salt, and the sound of the tide was the whisper under everything. Standing there, on the shore, Zygus thought, rather fancifully, of the pulse of the earth, perhaps the heartbeat of Merasin itself, for there could be no other explanation for the way this great mass of water moved.
    He had never seen this much water in his life- as great as the desert, stretching all the way to the horizon, the waves moving in such a way that held him in an awed trance, overloaded his senses.
    His mind comprehended, vaguely, in this trance, that he should be in the nearby town, simply named Sefross, trying to find clients for whom he could engrave or enchant things. He'd done several commissions already- strengthening a sword or two, beautifying a few weapons, fixing jewelry and so on. Made a bit of money.
    But he felt wearied by the work, which was repetitive and limiting. He missed shaping his own weapons, the clashing and heat of the forge; instead, he was asked to make the shape of a rose on a scimitar when he hardly knew what a rose was...And so he came out here to stare at the ocean, drown in the sights and sounds.
    He did not touch the water, did not even let the surf reach his toes. Though he could swim, having learned in the oasis, he feared the turmoil of the water here, feared being swept out and dragged under. Simply stood and stared for a time, thinking, tracing the course of events that had led him here, like running fingers over the grain of rough wood. From a life, though damaged, still rich with possibility to this- exiled and outcast. He repeated flashes of images in his mind- his enemy's blue eyes, the blood speckling his sand, the ragged tears across his chest...And now this.
    His mind became exhausted with this and he started to desire the distraction of work again, the way it swept all the thoughts from him mind, leaving him clean and unburdened. Slowly, he turned his back on the ocean, on Merasin's pulse, and made his way back up to the town, squinting in the noonday sun towards the buildings perched up on a hill.
    Perhaps he'd visit the tavern, like humans seemed to enjoy doing. He hadn't much experience with alcohol- he hadn't cared for the palm wine the Ophites back home consumed. In any case, people saved it for special occasions, never drinking so frequently as humans did. But he'd have to learn how to fit in some how, that meant adopting a custom or two.
    He headed for the tavern here and ducked through the entrance, having to stoop significantly to fit through. It was a small place, with the windows open to receive the mild weather. Only a few people here- sitting in corners, traders presumably, as they hardly spared him a second glance.
    The owner appeared from somewhere, looking questioningly at the Ophite. As he approached, he asked, "What is it that you want?"
    Zygus sat, a dread sinking in him. He hadn't thought this over very well- he didn't even know what forms humans consumed their alcohol in, really, though he had heard the word "beer" mentioned. So that was what he asked for, though the word sounded distorted coming out of his mouth. He added hurriedly- "In a bowl please." Cups were difficult to drink from- he'd learn to start asking for bowls when being served beverages.
    The man gave him a confused look but asked no more, taking a coin and hurrying to get the drink. When given the bowl, Zygus looked at the golden fluid warily, and then tipped it into his mouth as politely as possible- and nearly spit it out again. This tastes like piss! He preferred even the cloying sweetness of palm wine to this.
    With some difficulty, he swallowed, though it was obvious that the owner had seen the look on his face- he glowered, evidently offended by Zygus' obvious displeasure, and said, "What, don't you like it?"
    Zygus replied truthfully, as he always did, "No."
    "Then perhaps you should get out."
    "I have paid. I will stay."
    He wouldn't waste his money this way. He'd learn to enjoy this drink. Determined, he took another gulp, and looked around briefly, daring anyone else to get him to leave.
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