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Hello D.C.S. Bashir,

My name is Navarre Ilinala I am writing to inform you of my interest in employment with the sribes of the sublime garden. I have attached a letter of application to the board outside the scribal offices for your consideration.

Of note not mentioned within the application is my hope to create a medical clinic, free for refugees and less fortunate. I hope I might be able to tie that into my scribal duties should I be considered for employment. I think it would be a great example of the Sultanates great magnanimous nature.

Regards,
Navarre Ilinala, physician, medic, saw bones, alley surgeon or whatever else they are calling it these days.

I literally never knew what Robert was going to bring to the situation from moment to moment. It was a grab bag of fun playing alongside him.

Also him being one of the few characters to use profanity and just showing up to places cursing, had me laughing in my chair several times.

Katya was great, wonderful job. She always felt very grounding and real to play alongside. All I ever wanted was for her to hang up her sword, but I knew she wouldn't.

[My sweet radical botanist.]

My sweet radical botanist.

PSA: Please take care of my bees!

Let me start with a thank you, to all who interacted with her and made the experience of playing as her more full. I don't want to list character names because I don't want to forget anyone, just know that if you had a moment with Nela I appreciated it!
Nela was a lot of things, zealot, amateur herbalist, friend, crazy person pointed in the right direction, an unsettlingly cheery creature, a slightly dumb hermit in a cave.
She was my major return to EFU, after a long time away. I read through the wiki, tried some stuff, and I liked the things clerics had going for them, so I read through the wiki a bit more and found Kula. From there I knew I wanted to play someone straightforward while I was dipping my toes back in, so I asked myself what would it be like to be someone utterly and completely devout, so convinced that every action she took was divined by her deity that she could do no wrong.... until the end. In the end I was trying to play out a crisis of faith of sorts, I would have been okay surviving, but she needed time away from people show she ran out into the jungle, I think in many ways she was okay dying there.


Her gear wasn't all that interesting aside from her weapon, but everyone saw it's 'clones' from raids there isn't much to show lol.

For those that did not hear her backstory. She lost her mother when she was born, but was told that is who she got her white hair from so she kept it well. Her home village had a member of the Kulamet, which is where she first learned of the Wyld. The oasis on which the village was built around dried up. In a crisis of faith, the kulamet, who Nela saw as a mentor, took his own life. The village fell to shambles and Nela and her father took to the wastes. Nela's father was eventually killed by bandits, and in that moment Nela connected with the Wyld, understanding the fleeting but beautiful nature of life. Granted divine intervention she killed the bandits as a young girl barely into her teens.

Perhaps because of the tragedy, perhaps divine inspiration, perhaps because she was a broken person; Nela took to faith with fervor and violence. Her philosophy was simple, if you were kind to me and respected the sanctity of life clearly the Wyld wished for me to be kind to you, if you were neither of those things you were to be culled. She embraced violence because it felt comfortable to her, and she connected with the teachings of the Wyld that life was meant to ebb and flow. She was cheery because she believed her life was perfect, that everything was as the Wyld willed it, she had boundless perfect purpose.

She was a lot of fun to play, I think my favorite running jokes with her were things like:
"Oh, I can't read"
Or, "I live in a cave"
I think specifically one of my favorite lines was in response to Kiran talking about building regulations, and Nela in a panic saying "My cave is supposed to have doors?!"

I tried the sermon thing, because it felt like a cleric-y thing to do, I always felt like I was very boring, but I appreciate those that came along!

Thanks for hanging out with her! Here are some screenshots!

Her morning routine, specifically right before Bet Nappahi. But she did this at every reset.

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Being a good little cleric and spreading the faith. Teaching Garen, converting Theo.

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Maqqari, always being willing to educate my little dumb zealot. Actual slight lore spoiler stuff in here nothing crazy though.

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Her final conversation. When Faith asked "How are you doing?" and for the first time perhaps ever her answer wasn't great or amazing. For the first time Nela really didn't know how to feel.

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This last one isn't a screenshot it's just some sentimental IRL stuff about why Nela was important to me.

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Years ago, towards the beginning of chapter four, my brother told me about how this old game we used to play was still alive and kicking, and that it had these cool servers online with groups of people and dms and all this. I watched him play in chapter four, though he had been on the server as far back as chapter two or maybe even earlier. That's how I got hooked into EFU. We played for a few years together taking breaks here and there. We would spend hours and hours on the server, and chatting in discord. Then a couple of years ago he passed away. Trying to play EFU hurt, so I stepped away for a while. Eventually though in a time in my life that I felt very lonely, I remembered EFU, I tried a character build or two, workshopped some things, and eventually made Nela. Playing as Nela has brought back a tidal wave of feelings and memories that I will be eternally grateful for, thank you all, DMs and players, from the bottom of my heart. It felt like the old times with my brother.
If any old timers read this the most common names for my brother's characters were things like:
Kain
Kahn
Kahnrath

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Cheers!
I would love to see any screenshots you have!

Rest in a slightly grumpy peace Rani...Vala will miss her friend dearly and is way to weak to avenge her, but will hold on to memories like getting stuck in the spider caves and showering her with small trinkets that she thought Rani would find useful.

Delina! Murin and Peppermint thoroughly enjoyed their friendship with the somewhat confusing worm woman in her early days.  Murin was a simple dwarf and didn't understand her lofty ambitions,  but he tried his best to be supportive,  that was until things got a bit too strange for him.  (and I early retired the character because I couldn't see his story progressing)

Not exactly sure the right words, but I really appreciated her presence. That sort of cool and collected thing, but then she was concerned about an old dwarf. Not a ton of interaction, but I really appreciated what was had. And thanks for the cameo in the screenshots!

    Not exactly an incredible character, but I had fun. I was just starting up something maybe with the Guardians of the Advent thing, then the allure of a DM lead quest showed up and IC reasons kept on old battle hardened cleric of war from running and saving his skin.
  He was an old dwarf in his three-hundreds, military through and through. His wisdom and service and as a clerical officer in the military softened him a little bit, though it would seem counter intuitive. He fought many battles alongside many different folks and it had tempered the normal dwarven prejudices. Often put in charge of recent recruits he adopted a somewhat permanent fatherly nature, though never had kids of his own. Then the sun went out, and the gods no longer answered his prayers with their might. His clan fell apart into civil war and squabbling. His failure to guide his people as a man of faith lead him to exile himself and wander the dark.

   Then he found sanctuary, where he did his best to lead battles the way he used to. But he was still a cleric (lvl 7 at his peak) so his talents for it waned compared to true warriors. It did not stop him from preaching his faith in battle and fighting under Clanggedin Silverbeard's name though. Along the way he made a few comrades, suprisingly mostly elves... but they were stalwart battle companions and for that they earned his appreciation. He was trying to make a name for himself, as he began to create the Guardians of the Advent alongside the sentinels, but he reached too far for glory and died trying to sacrifice himself for his battle companions.

It was a good, albeit a tad short, run thank you folks!
Signed,The old dwarf in the square

Hello everyone. I can't exactly say I'm new as I've been playing on and off for almost a year now, but I'm finally getting a hang of actually utilizing the forums so I figured I would say hello. There is so much to learn and the community has been great, I look forward to continuing to play.

I play(ed) two characters of any note, though I seem to mostly function as a supporting role.
Yashen Tensteel
Perin Raind (current)

ID:Vax
IRC: Yashen

Thanks folks see you around!