Hello all! I have been playing roblox since 2008 and made an account in 2009. I quit roblox sometime back in 2024 and recently came back. Looking for friends to play/explore games with.
I like to play Fantastic Frontier, horror games, classic games and showcases :)
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌__ the world was created by the flames of a dying light. Humanity came out of the dark and inhabited the lands of Palrit for centuries, creating great civilizations across the world, their innovation and might beyond anything the world had seen before or since, however their peoples were eternally wicked. Slavery, lechery and all the wickedness of the world inhabited the hearts of man. For this, it was deemed just to cleanse the world. For over a hundred years, it rained across Palrit, flooding fields and burying cities under tremendous waves. Those that survived were separated for centuries, inhabiting the interiors of the world. In these days, the sons of men changed and were shaped by the rains. Their tongues changed, their skins assorted and their nations were forever dispersed. Centuries have passed since those days, now the earth attempts to recover in new lands on a new earth.
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖌𝖊__, trade and development saw the first period of growth for the Loddish after centuries of conflict. The known world began to develop as nations and peoples established themselves in the new age. In this period, the Floreslundish King Erastirus van Lebrem united the Lebelinganlands agains the evils from the east, the dreadful Gurrics. The great king expelled the invading Gurrics east of the Great Kilpans and restored the thrones of the west to his sons, creating the Divine Lebelinganreich. Since then, the sons of van Erastirus have long fought and separated into their own houses and peoples. The Gurric menace has been kept west of the mountains and the continent exist in a relative peace. However, far to the north of Lodd and the Northern Islands, rumors of a new terror brew. Tales of skyriders have come from the far away lands of Norid. These riders and their dragons have sacked cities and brought a nation to its knees. Many brush off these tales as myths, but soon legends may indeed become reality and a struggling confederation may soon be brought to its knees once more.
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WHAT DO WE OFFER?
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╭⚠️Mature/Dark themes⚠️
│♕18+ community
│♕Semi-lit writing minimum
│♕Worldbuilding opportunities
│♕Interesting races such as nixies, fey, trolls, elves and so much more!
╰♕Medieval setting with a fantastical prehistoric twist
[NOT AN ERP SERVER. NSFW tag due to mature themes]
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌__ the world was created by the flames of a dying light. Humanity came out of the dark and inhabited the lands of Palrit for centuries, creating great civilizations across the world, their innovation and might beyond anything the world had seen before or since, however their peoples were eternally wicked. Slavery, lechery and all the wickedness of the world inhabited the hearts of man. For this, it was deemed just to cleanse the world. For over a hundred years, it rained across Palrit, flooding fields and burying cities under tremendous waves. Those that survived were separated for centuries, inhabiting the interiors of the world. In these days, the sons of men changed and were shaped by the rains. Their tongues changed, their skins assorted and their nations were forever dispersed. Centuries have passed since those days, now the earth attempts to recover in new lands on a new earth.
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖌𝖊__, trade and development saw the first period of growth for the Loddish after centuries of conflict. The known world began to develop as nations and peoples established themselves in the new age. In this period, the Floreslundish King Erastirus van Lebrem united the Lebelinganlands agains the evils from the east, the dreadful Gurrics. The great king expelled the invading Gurrics east of the Great Kilpans and restored the thrones of the west to his sons, creating the Divine Lebelinganreich. Since then, the sons of van Erastirus have long fought and separated into their own houses and peoples. The Gurric menace has been kept west of the mountains and the continent exist in a relative peace. However, far to the north of Lodd and the Northern Islands, rumors of a new terror brew. Tales of skyriders have come from the far away lands of Norid. These riders and their dragons have sacked cities and brought a nation to its knees. Many brush off these tales as myths, but soon legends may indeed become reality and a struggling confederation may soon be brought to its knees once more.
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
╭⚠️Mature/Dark themes⚠️
│♕18+ community
│♕Semi-lit writing minimum
│♕Worldbuilding opportunities
│♕Interesting races such as nixies, fey, trolls, elves and so much more!
╰♕Medieval setting with a fantastical prehistoric twist
[NOT AN ERP SERVER. NSFW tag due to mature themes]
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌__ the world was created by the flames of a dying light. Humanity came out of the dark and inhabited the lands of Palrit for centuries, creating great civilizations across the world, their innovation and might beyond anything the world had seen before or since, however their peoples were eternally wicked. Slavery, lechery and all the wickedness of the world inhabited the hearts of man. For this, it was deemed just to cleanse the world. For over a hundred years, it rained across Palrit, flooding fields and burying cities under tremendous waves. Those that survived were separated for centuries, inhabiting the interiors of the world. In these days, the sons of men changed and were shaped by the rains. Their tongues changed, their skins assorted and their nations were forever dispersed. Centuries have passed since those days, now the earth attempts to recover in new lands on a new earth.
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖌𝖊__, trade and development saw the first period of growth for the Loddish after centuries of conflict. The known world began to develop as nations and peoples established themselves in the new age. In this period, the Floreslundish King Erastirus van Lebrem united the Lebelinganlands agains the evils from the east, the dreadful Gurrics. The great king expelled the invading Gurrics east of the Great Kilpans and restored the thrones of the west to his sons, creating the Divine Lebelinganreich. Since then, the sons of van Erastirus have long fought and separated into their own houses and peoples. The Gurric menace has been kept west of the mountains and the continent exist in a relative peace. However, far to the north of Lodd and the Northern Islands, rumors of a new terror brew. Tales of skyriders have come from the far away lands of Norid. These riders and their dragons have sacked cities and brought a nation to its knees. Many brush off these tales as myths, but soon legends may indeed become reality and a struggling confederation may soon be brought to its knees once more.
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
╭⚠️Mature/Dark themes⚠️
│♕18+ community
│♕Semi-lit writing minimum
│♕Worldbuilding opportunities
│♕Interesting races such as nixies, fey, trolls, elves and so much more!
╰♕Medieval setting with a fantastical prehistoric twist
[NOT AN ERP SERVER. NSFW tag due to mature themes]
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌__ the world was created by the flames of a dying light. Humanity came out of the dark and inhabited the lands of Palrit for centuries, creating great civilizations across the world, their innovation and might beyond anything the world had seen before or since, however their peoples were eternally wicked. Slavery, lechery and all the wickedness of the world inhabited the hearts of man. For this, it was deemed just to cleanse the world. For over a hundred years, it rained across Palrit, flooding fields and burying cities under tremendous waves. Those that survived were separated for centuries, inhabiting the interiors of the world. In these days, the sons of men changed and were shaped by the rains. Their tongues changed, their skins assorted and their nations were forever dispersed. Centuries have passed since those days, now the earth attempts to recover in new lands on a new earth.
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖌𝖊__, trade and development saw the first period of growth for the Loddish after centuries of conflict. The known world began to develop as nations and peoples established themselves in the new age. In this period, the Floreslundish King Erastirus van Lebrem united the Lebelinganlands agains the evils from the east, the dreadful Gurrics. The great king expelled the invading Gurrics east of the Great Kilpans and restored the thrones of the west to his sons, creating the Divine Lebelinganreich. Since then, the sons of van Erastirus have long fought and separated into their own houses and peoples. The Gurric menace has been kept west of the mountains and the continent exist in a relative peace. However, far to the north of Lodd and the Northern Islands, rumors of a new terror brew. Tales of skyriders have come from the far away lands of Norid. These riders and their dragons have sacked cities and brought a nation to its knees. Many brush off these tales as myths, but soon legends may indeed become reality and a struggling confederation may soon be brought to its knees once more.
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
╭⚠️Mature/Dark themes⚠️
│♕18+ community
│♕Semi-lit writing minimum
│♕Worldbuilding opportunities
│♕Interesting races such as nixies, fey, trolls, elves and so much more!
╰♕Medieval setting with a fantastical prehistoric twist
(TAGGED NSFW DUE TO DARK/MATURE THEMES. SEXUAL CONTENT IS STRICTLY TO STAY IN DMS!)
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌__ the world was created by the flames of a dying light. Humanity came out of the dark and inhabited the lands of Palrit for centuries, creating great civilizations across the world, their innovation and might beyond anything the world had seen before or since, however their peoples were eternally wicked. Slavery, lechery and all the wickedness of the world inhabited the hearts of man. For this, it was deemed just to cleanse the world. For over a hundred years, it rained across Palrit, flooding fields and burying cities under tremendous waves. Those that survived were separated for centuries, inhabiting the interiors of the world. In these days, the sons of men changed and were shaped by the rains. Their tongues changed, their skins assorted and their nations were forever dispersed. Centuries have passed since those days, now the earth attempts to recover in new lands on a new earth.
__𝕴𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖌𝖊__, trade and development saw the first period of growth for the Loddish after centuries of conflict. The known world began to develop as nations and peoples established themselves in the new age. In this period, the Floreslundish King Erastirus van Lebrem united the Lebelinganlands agains the evils from the east, the dreadful Gurrics. The great king expelled the invading Gurrics east of the Great Kilpans and restored the thrones of the west to his sons, creating the Divine Lebelinganreich. Since then, the sons of van Erastirus have long fought and separated into their own houses and peoples. The Gurric menace has been kept west of the mountains and the continent exist in a relative peace. However, far to the north of Lodd and the Northern Islands, rumors of a new terror brew. Tales of skyriders have come from the far away lands of Norid. These riders and their dragons have sacked cities and brought a nation to its knees. Many brush off these tales as myths, but soon legends may indeed become reality and a struggling confederation may soon be brought to its knees once more.
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
WHAT DO WE OFFER?
༻————- ❈ ————-༺
╭⚠️Mature/Dark themes⚠️
│♕18+ community
│♕Semi-lit writing minimum
│♕Worldbuilding opportunities
│♕Interesting races such as nixies, fey, trolls, elves and so much more!
╰♕Medieval setting with a fantastical prehistoric twist
(TAGGED NSFW DUE TO THE DARK/MATURE THEMES. SEXUAL CONTENT IS NOT ALLOWED IN THE PUBLIC SERVER.)
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