LordMorrowind

•Just outside of the Crystal Empire in the Frozen Wastes. Present Day• "Behold, he who is our Shepherd in the Shadows." "For we are his Children, the Children of Darkness." "Long live the King, the King beyond Death." "Whose grip he evaded, his soul supreme." "The strength of his will, forever will it grow." "Our wills are united, for our Father is here." "His Wisdom is grand, his power unwanning." "Once we enter, you too will see the truth." The song-like chant carried on the freezing winter wind, coming from the throats of the army beyond the Crystal Empire's magical barrier, whose numbers consisted of many races. Changelings, griffons, ponies and dragons; all gathered with a feverish fanaticism for the one whom they called their master; the one all knew as the fallen King Sombra. Standing side-by-side, the twisted zealots held spears and wing-blades, protected by reflective shields and armor, and supported at a range with great Everwood bows. The chant continued, their voices overpowering even the fierce tundra gales that swept through their numbers. It was an example; an example of power. The power of the one who had captured their hearts. "...that one, is I." Sombra muttered darkly from atop of his bone-built chariot, his violet-flame rimmed, green-and-red eyes peering deep into the bubble-like shield that prevented he and his army from entering. Once, this was all his...once, the whole Empire served him...once, he had made a mistake. He had demoralized his former subjects, had taken away their wills to fight. This time, he would not make the same mistake. He could convince the Crystal Ponies to serve him willingly and devotedly...or he could simply get rid of them all. By the end of the day, one of those options would be chosen. Turning his head to look at the first of his Children, Lypris, he whispered something in her ear. Nodding reverently, Lypris's changeling horn glowed a dark red, as her voice was magically amplified to carry to even the farthest Child out there. "Brothers and sisters! Sons and daughters of our glorious Father! Be silent, and take heed of the words of your Eldest...!" The chanting army fell into complete quiet, and all turned their fervent eyes upon her and Sombra. "Today...will be the first of many victories, my younger kin. Today, marks the beginning of our Father's supremacy over Equestria...and the world. Today, you fight for the sake of our Father's goals and willingly die for the chance to make his dream become reality! With the fall of the Crystal Empire, we will have an even greater family! By the steel of our blades, and the sharpness of our spears, we...WILL NOT BE DENIED OF OUR DESTINY!" An earth-shattering roar filled the air, the slight rumble of stomping hooves, talons, and feet shaking the ground below. The few dragons unleashed horrid, violent shrieks that pierced the howl of their fellows. In their minds; they had already won the war. Sombra smiled slightly at the display. The Alicorn Amulet hung at his neck, glowing a deep, blood-crimson light. It was a powerful tool, known for it's ability to corrupt. But he...he was too pure for the instrument; too strong in both will and heart for it to conquer him. Raising his new, rebirth-given wings, a black flame expanded from the tips of his feathers, as the image of his midnight-dark wings grew to two, three, four times his size, taking up the sky above like a massive idol. To everyone who could see, the fires were not devouring the oxygen in the air; they were absorbing the light from the sun's rays that passed through the overcast sky above. The grand display brought the overzealous screams to new heights, and the heralds sounded their trumpets above the roars of the masses. The light...it filled him with power; so much power! As the flames receded, he leapt into the air and took flight, the cheers of his Children below following him as he approached the magical boundary of the Crystal Empire. Setting down right in front of it, he lifted up his upper right hoof which shined with bizarre red markings, and let out a wicked snarl. "Let the nightmare...BEGIN!" With that final shout, he slammed his foot against the barrier with incredible force, the sound of a hundred bellows of thunder meeting his attack. At the point of impact, a few small, glimmering crimson cracks appeared around his hoof. Then, all of a sudden, they spreaded and expanded outward from the source with incredible swiftness; alarming those inside. The magical barrier began to look like a glass dome, apart to shatter and break apart at the slight touch. Once all the cracks met the top of the massive enchanted shield...it dissipated into millions upon millions of small sparkles; a beautiful display...if it didn't herald the end. Sombra's smile became a wicked grin as his army swarmed past his standing form, their bellows letting loose all the bloodlust that they possessed inside themselves. Their numbers swarmed over the initial guard positions; disabling and taking the inhabitants hostage. They had orders not to kill unless they had to. Sombra couldn't help but laugh as his Children began their march into the Crystal Empire; after all, if he could defeat the magic of the Crystal Heart, who could stand against him? His villainous cackles followed the horde as they advanced further and further across the grassy fields toward the city. Today marked the beginning...the beginning of the end.

Finished. Sorry for the delay .

Ember Flare: Accepted! Promontory: Accepted! As for Princess Cadence, you are free to pick her up if you so choose to, Sleeps.

Red Herring appears to be a very exceptional OC. Accepted! As for Miss Val, yes, it is a shame that she had to take the hiatus she is on. However, her stories and ideas are in good hooves, I assure you . I've been with her since the beginning, so I know all about how the plots are supposed to be ran and all the information that comes with them. Also, it's good to finally meet you, TBB. I'm glad you've kept an interest in her RPs, despite Miss Val's many disappearances.

Sure. Since he's a mailpony, he must know many routes across Equestria and thus would be useful as a scout to chart a course for the journey.

Excellent. Thank you for pointing out those flaws. I'll have them fixed ASAP.

I understand. However, I'd like to make an attempt to make this character WoE-Acceptable. I am willing to make any edits required in order to make this application work. I am thankful, however, that you took the time to advise a new member such as myself.

Roleplay Type: World of Equestria Name: Malzahar Shi'ad, of the Golden Sand. Sex: Male Age: Stallion Species: Zebra Eye colour: Emerald Green Coat: A mixture of black and white stripes, with permanent gold-ink markings on his torso and face. Mane/Tail: A golden-dyed mane that is stylized in the form of multiple braids, and his tail similarly dyed and braided. Also has a short golden beard shaped into a fine point at the tip. Physique: Average height and evenly muscled with a slim, dextrous body, it was shaped by the countless years spent in Saddle Arabia's many sand dunes. Residence: No permanent settlement at the moment; travels across Equestria gathering powerful herbs and plants for his products and potions, as well as searching out leads on mythical alchemic artifacts. Occupation: Alchemy in trade, Smithing in practice. Often uses a blend of both skills to sell high-quality metallic goods or the occasional alchemically-infused trinkets. Prefers to call himself a 'creature of science'. He sends most of money he earns back to his family in Saddle Arabia. Cutie Mark: A black-coloured flask on his flank that symbolizes his love of alchemical sciences. History: Born deep within the deserts of Saddle Arabia, Malzahar Shi'ad was raised amongst a family of merchants who traveled in caravans across the dunes. He led a relatively easy life, learning the skills of bartering and commercialism. Schooled by his elder siblings in trading and metal-working, he began to aid his father (a successful textile merchant) in running the family's numerous trades. Even though his life was relatively simple and quiet, there was always some danger hidden amongst the many dunes of Saddle Arabia, ranging from sand-pits to skirmishes between merchant guards and giant scorpions or vipers. Malzahar had a relatively normal relationship with his parents, considering that he was a middle sibling. He was never the most influential part of his family, but he was content with that. One day, while his family was passing through a small border-town, he came across an aged zebra by the name of Haladin. The elder zebra called himself an 'alchemist', and showed Malzahar a few tricks of his trade. Watching the alchemist work amazed him, the science and art behind it all mesmerizing. Right before his family was about to move on toward their next stop, Haladin offered him an apprenticeship. Unable to refuse such an opportunity, Haladin rushed back to his parents for their blessing. At first they were hesitant, but before their departure they agreed and sent him towards his new life. For several years, Malzahar served as Haladin's young apprentice and aide at work and on several journeys. Learning the fine elements of chemistry, mathematics, and several other required sciences, he grew more and more skilled at the alchemic trade with each passing year. Finally, just short of adulthood, his apprenticeship came to an end, his mentor giving him a large book on Alchemy as a gift. Thanking Haladin for his teachings and his wisdom, Malzahar left to find his family after so many years. After following many rumors and witnesses, he found his family once more deep within the Saddle Arabian desert. At first he was nervous; after all, he had been gone for several years, how would they react? His fears melted away though once he was with them once more and welcomed back with open hooves. As it happened, his family had been having a bit of a rough time due to the plummeting trade market, but they still led comfortable and normal lives. With his return and the addition of his alchemic items to their collection of goods, they once again returned to their status as a prosperous merchant caravan. One night while browsing through the tome his mentor gave him, Malzahar found a chapter concentrated on many different kinds of special artifacts which could perform all kinds of amazing alchemical feats. Intrigued by the possibilities, he bought more books associated with these artifacts, all of which after careful study pointed to the land he identified as Equestria. If so many sources from different cultures spoke of the same thing, there must be some semblance of truth, right? Bringing the evidence forward to his family, he proposed that he should seek the artifacts out and bring them back so that they and their descendants could live in the lap of luxury. His parents and grandfather spoke against such a risky and possibly dangerous adventure; after all, it was supposed to be only a legend. However, at the end of the meeting, his grandfather took him aside and handed him a few maps of Equestria and the paths to it. "Find them if you can, Malzahar." He said with a warm smile. "Every zebra has his dream...his legacy. I think this might be yours." Taking those words to heart, Malzahar left a note behind for his family, took his belongings, and departed for his new journey. He knew that if he could find answers anywhere, it'd be in Equestria, but most of all...at the Canterlot Royal Library. Character Summary: Malzahar is a scientist at heart, and the science of Alchemy is his greatest specialty. He thinks himself a prodigy in his own field, due to his understanding of metals and the uses that can be applied with them. Very ambitious, Malzahar hopes to one day find such a collection of alchemic artifacts that he could open up a Museum of Alchemy. Even though this search takes up most of his time, he often finds some spare hours to seek out great pieces of art and architecture, and loves musical talent of all kinds. Some of Malzahar's greatest pet-peeves involve incompetence, ignorance, and most of all; arrogance. While on the road during his travels, Malzahar loves to create trinkets and alchemically-enhanced clothing/armor to sell and present to towns and cities he passes through. Although he is skilled with a forge, hammer, and flask, he tends to fail in pursuits of true artwork, such as sculpting or painting, and even some of the more simple crafts such as woodworking and tailoring. His biggest weakness, however, is his ability to dance...which he possesses no skill in, although he desperately wants to. When around most other creatures, Malzahar is surprisingly friendly and even charismatic, although sometimes his views are often quite bizarre to most Equestrians. Although he prefers the company of fellow scientists and artists, he will socialize with almost anyone. Malzahar's greatest fear is whether his quest for the lost alchemic tools will ever prove fruitful, and if it doesn't, whether his life had been a waste of effort. Dwelling on this can sometimes lead him to sulk and shut himself away from outside contact.

•In the frozen wastelands outside the Crystal Empire, three days previous• A cold, frigid wind blew across the snow-laden ground, the icy valley floor long frozen after countless unnatural winter storms. Few trees stood in this corpse-white plain, and those were withered to gray stumps, many of which having shattered due to the intense cold. Not many creatures could survive in this harsh environment for very long...even one as powerful as the black-carapaced creature whom traversed this winter wasteland. Wrapped in white clothing so as to provide camouflage against the snow, the figure moved in ominous silence against the raging wind. Soon, very soon, the greatest threat Equestria has ever known will be reborn. Her name was Lypris, a rare Changeling mage who was charged with a special mission in service to the Great Hive; to revive the dark unicorn named Sombra. The Council and the holy Queen Chrysalis had given her orders under oath...she was permitted to tell no creature of her intentions. Out of impulse, she felt for a trinket hidden within her coat, and shivered. Hidden at her side was a magical artifact of great power that she had stolen from the heart of Canterlot itself. Grimacing, she raised her head and gazed quietly off into the distance. Even from here, the gigantic black crystal that symbolized the evil King's resting place stood high overhead. There stood the last shard that held Sombra's wicked spirit...and it was there that she would raise him from his sleep. After what seemed like an eternity of drudging through the freezing snow, the tomb-like structure loomed overhead, similar to a large dark obilisk surrounded by a plain of marble. Stepping through the gothic-looking open entrance, her steps resounded throughout the dim chamber within. At the room's center stood a fountain covered in crystalline thorns that wrapped around a spire pointing upward to the ceiling. Floating quietly above was a sliver of glowing translucent rock that possessed swirling mists of green and purple fire. Simply standing near the stone gave Lypris a feeling as though she were being watched, and that whatever was hidden within it held an incredible malevolent presence. It frightened her to the deepest part of her soul, as if icy chains were squeezing the life out of her. Gulping and taking a deep breath, she approached the fountain with the amulet held out before her, her changeling horn glowing slightly as the trinket drifted in front of the stone. At first, the bizarre stone's reaction was only stillness, but suddenly a pulse of movement emerged from it, causing the flames within to flare. Another pulse came, and again, and continued at an even faster rate. Lypris stepped back, trying to draw the amulet as well, but the artifact was held transfixed by an even greater force. The pulsating lights grew greater and brighter, eventually occuring so quickly and so strongly that an ever-present light seemed to come off the stone. Lypris shielded her eyes as the ground beneath her shook, the structure above vibrating in-sync with the stone. It wasn't very long before her world was enveloped in a flash of purple light, driving away consciousness and thought. The purple light receded from existence as swiftly as it had appeared, the chamber once again enveloped in a dim twilight compared to the snowy landscape outside. Everything was still, and nothing seemed changed...except for the fountain's disappearance, replaced by a magnificent creature. As Lypris slowly regained consciousness and opened her eyes, her jaw dropped and a gasp was drawn from her lungs. Standing before her was the most...beautiful...creature she had ever seen, even more enrapturing than her beloved Queen. Where the fountain once stood was a pitch-black Alicorn whose shining green and red eyes were enveloped by purple flames. Silver-like metal plating covered his main torso and legs, and his horn appeared like a red spike against his head. Was this...Sombra? The terrible Unicorn King of the Crystal Empire? But...he looked nothing like what the scouts had reported; he was like a fallen angel. Rising to her knees and lowering her head, she attempted to speak with the intimidating yet beautiful Alicorn before her, but was immediately silenced by a wave of one of his dark wings. Sombra eyed her for a moment, before looking down at himself, whispering in a voice that sounded like silver chimes. "I...am reborn. In the body of an...Alicorn? Then this must be...of course. The Alicorn Amulet. But, how did...?" His gaze fell on Lypris as if seeing her for the first time, and he studied her carefully before addressing her. "...Changeling, why have you come here, and why did you possess this? Who sent you? It couldn't have been Queen Scarlet, she would be dead by now..." Lypris raised her head slightly, only to gaze up at him in admiration and fear. Stuttering as she began, her voice came out as shallow whispers. "I...I c-come from Q-Queen Ch-Chrysalis, King Sombra. Sh-she wishes t-to make an alliance with y-you. My n-n-name is Lypris...my lord." There. It was out in the open. But what would Sombra's reaction be? When his passive face altered, she expected everything but what she saw; anger, suspicion, coldness...but never that warm smile that seemed to bloom on that unnaturally handsome face. Her body shook as he approached her and slowly lifted her chin to look at him, her purple eyes wide from the contact. His smile grew. "...I always wanted a pet Changeling. You will serve me well, I think. You, Lypris, have brought me back to life; and thus will be rewarded. Tell me...what is it you desire?" His silky voice seemed to caress every part of her mind, a strange sensation of pleasure flourishing within her. A wide smile spread across her cheeks as she looked up adoringly at her new master. "My desire...is to help you rule the land, my lord. I am yours, now and forever." Never before had she said that to anyone, not even her Queen, and yet...she knew she meant each word. After brushing the sides of her carapaced cheeks gently with his right wing, Sombra proceeded past her with an elegant stride befitting a king of his station. Stopping at the chamber's exit, he turned his head back to her and gestured out into the growing storm brewing outside. "Then let us be on our way, my dear Lypris. I have an Empire to reclaim..." The changeling nodded enthusiastically as she rushed to follow him, their two forms disappearing into the swirling ice of the snowstorm. The King of Darkness has Returned.

Hmm. Okay, that will do then. Will no doubt learn more of him as the journey progresses Application accepted. Welcome, Huscarl, to Lady Moonais' Exploration Team. (P.S. If you'd like to invite anyone, please feel free to. I wouldn't object at this point )

Hmm, I absolutely like your dragon, Huscarl. Excellently detailed and envisioned, if I say so myself. Only one more question before I accept your application; how did Huscarl hear about Moonais' summons? How did he arrive, what exactly influenced him to search for her? It is rather important for the in-between.

Alright, fillies and gentlecolts. With the upcoming start to the King Sombra RP, I've decided to open a few predetermined slots for any who so desire to choose to play these already-existing characters. The current characters in need of picking are: Chrysalis, the Changeling Queen - None Cadence, Princess of the Crystal Empire - None Shining Armor, Sword-Prince of the Crystal Empire - None Twilight Sparkle, Archmage of Canterlot - None Celestia, Princess of The Day - None Luna, Princess of The Night - None Many of the other main characters are also available for choosing, but these are the main slots that must be filled, preferably sooner rather than later. No need to worry about King Sombra...he'll be handled by your's truly. As for your own personal OC's, the following application information is listed below: Name: Age: Gender: Race: Allegiance: (Are you for Sombra, or against?) Appearance: Personality: History/Background: Random Fact: (Just for my enjoyment.) I cannot wait to see what brilliant characters you will come up with. Hail Sombra!

Absolutely, sir Huscarl! I am sure we will get along swimmingly. Again, thank you for your generous welcome. This community is already proving itself to be a fine, praise-worthy collection of spirited individuals.

On the contrary; this is an off-shoot from one of my friend's incredibly in-depth and gigantic world of Coltara. I am actually quite experienced with forum-based role-plays, and with my friend's permission, I plan on reviving her richly-imagined world. If this RP does well, I will open Coltara up to exploration. As for dragons; yes, they are available but must be of similar or slightly larger size compared to equines. For ex., a taller version of Spike would be acceptable.

Ah, all excellent questions...I'll try my best to answer them all. As for the 'disappearances' of Miss Val, I can promise she regrets doing so. However, as we all know, family comes first before internet life, and family has been bogging her down it seems. Well, why shouldn't it, considering that she'll be the head of the family once our grandfather steps down from his chair. Anyway, she'll most likely not be coming back at this point, but has left her works to me. Ah, yes...the Revolution RPs. I'm quite proud of those, actually. I suggested the beginning story to Miss Val after reading the popular Lunar vs Solar fan-fics, and I was truly surprised how quickly it had grown. Yes, I will attempt to rework and revitalize the once-popular RP. Finally, this RP's solution...well, it's been a policy of mine to be open with how an RP ends with my fellow players, so they feel like their actions in the RP actually mean something, or had altered how the story would end. For example; let's say we have some OC's who happen to be evil, right? I can't simply have the 'good' side win all the time that'd be unfair to the evil players. However, both sides have an equal chance of winning. Unless, of course, all OCs are on the side of good; only then will the eventuality of success against Sombra exist. Plus, a few alterations to the beginning plot, brought by the wonderful suggestions of previous posters. First is the 'Alicorn Amulet' idea. I think it is a terrific way to begin Sombra's wicked rampage across Equestria, and so I agree to his possession of the artifact. Secondly, how the Crystal Empire will take his return; having learned from his previous mistakes in simply weakening the ponies of the Crystal Empire, he has decided to actually make them stronger, to appeal to their inner desire for more power through conquest. This way, the Crystal ponies will have a lot more involvement in the story. Finally, the Princess Cadence and her husband Shining Armor will be imprisoned by the revived King Sombra and used as a sort of magical tap for him; draining their magic for himself whenever he wants to. Anymore questions? Please ask them soon, before I make preps for the RP to begin.

Sure, Kitirina, I'd love to RP with you some time. Also, thank you very much to everyone else for their welcomes

Good day, Sombra-enthusiasts. I'm Cyrus Morrowind, and I bring good news! The former owner of this thread, Valencetiger, has given me permission to take the reins and reinstate this RP. I'm new to the site, but I've been helping Miss Val with her RPs for a long time. Due to her crowded schedule, she's simply hadn't had the time for this website. This is where I come in. I hope that the lot of you are still active and ready to begin posting apps...because the RP will be running very soon. Warm Regards, Lord Morrowind.

Why, thank you, gentlecolts. I'm sure I will enjoy it very much here. Let's hope I find a little bit of the action this site has to offer sometime very soon.

Legend speaks of a journey...one that had taken years to end, a journey that led to the creation of Equestria as it is today. The creation of the Elements of Harmony, the rise of the Principality, the settlement of modern-day Equestrians...all can be linked to that dark moment in our history. Few know this story, but I for one have known it since I was but a foal...a tragedy passed down my bloodline for millenia until the moment that we could pass it on to somepony else...that somepony, is you. As you may know, our home is fading, and nopony can say why. The magic is disappearing, the Elements losing their strength, and our lands slowly dying of a mysterious illness. It seems...that our time in this alternate world we've created is coming to an end. Nearly six thousand years ago, we Equestrians once went by another name, in a land completely different from where we live now; a country known as Heavana. We were the strongest of three kingdoms that inhabited the continent, but even we were no match for the power of Stalliar's wickedness. Our Queen's youngest brother used wicked and evil magics to create a path of destruction to our capital, the glorious Golden Mane. As a desperate action, the kind Queen Marella transported us to the towering Skywall Mountains...and commanded that we left the continent of Coltara, never to return. As ordered, our Elders took our ancestors and the Queen's daughters across the mountains and past the numerous lands that encompassed the world outside Coltara. It wasn't until we began to arrive in Saddle Arabia that we began to separate into different groups and continued along our way, until we finally arrived in the land promised to us by our Queen; what we know today as Equestria. With our arrival, the Elders used their life-forces to create the Elements of Harmony; a means to protect ourselves. With their creation, the path to Coltara was lost forever...never to be found again. Despite my family's efforts to hold onto our forgotten history, several chapters of the Great Exodus still remain lost...and it wasn't until recently that the scholar Moonais Grimlock came to me in search of the truth. She had searched for a long time for us, apparently...and I felt it was time to pass on my limited history before my own time comes to leave this world. If you wish to find her, and discover for yourself how our origins came to be, head for Canterlot; she is gathering an exploration team to find the lost land of Coltara. Who knows...what you new-bloods may find could just alter the course of Equestria's history. May the stars guide your path, wherever it may lead you... - Crimson Lantern, the Last Truth Chronicler. Application Info: Name: (Who you are; quite obvious, right?) Age: (Are you young, old, middle-aged? If you have skill, it doesn't matter.) Gender: (Doesn't really matter, just preference.) Race: (Pretty much the same rules for race as in WoE RPs. AKA Basic Races.) Profession/Job: (What your OC does best.) Appearance: (Coat, mane, etc.) Personality: (You cool, cruel, or a fool?) History/Background: (What your OC's past was like, and how they heard of Moonais' call to arms.) Goals/Objectives: (What does your OC stand to gain from discovering Equestria's past, or finding the way to Coltara?) That's pretty much it. If anyone has further questions, please feel free to ask via PM or in this OOC. The number of OCs to be accepted range from 5-10 different OCs, with the exception of my own. Character 1: Moonais Grimlock (Scholar/Noble of Unknown Origin) - LordMorrowind Character 2: Rodel Stormfeather (Guard/Veteran Explorer) - LordMorrowind Character 3: Huscarl (Professional Book Hoarder/Scholar) - Huscarl Character 4: Red Herring (Bounty Hunter/Detective) - TheBritishBrony Character 5: Open Character 6: Open Character 7: Open Character 8: Open

About Myself: I am a charismatic, personable, and completely loyal ally when it comes to my friends and family. I enjoy making new friends, and as such I am easily approachable. I'll engage in almost any topic with you, so don't hesitate to get to know me! Oh, and I often refer to myself as Cyrus Morrowind (my pen-name). How I Found Canterlot.com: I was originally introduced to it by one of my cousins (and dearest friend), whom some of you may know her as Valencetiger, or simply "Val". I've been watching and helping her with her stories on this site from the sidelines for quite some time now, but with her increasingly tight schedule these days, she has requested me to make sure her favorable adventures continue to grow. Thus, here I am, ready to carry on her legacy and to enjoy myself in the process! How I Became A Fan Of MLP:FiM: Hmm...well, to put it simplly, I became a Brony almost immediately after the first episode of FiM aired on the Hub. At first, I watched it only because I was a Tara Strong fan...but eventually I grew to love the show for it's own uniqueness, strongly-envisioned characters, and marvelously intricate world. Equestria is certainly a place the imagination and gallop rampantly in. My Favorite Main Cast Pony: Rainbow Dash. Why? Because she completely acts as the "Boss" of the show. No, she is the Boss. For both great and terrible, she rides military-grade jets into the sun and deprecates on a failed conquest's desk. Oh, and did I also mention that Rainbow Dash was once a Chief in the U.S. Navy? It's true...horrifying, how she can take charge. Well, if you wish to find out more about me, please don't hesitate to PM me. I can't wait to make new connections with you all and enjoy this site's marvelous and respectable community. - With warm regards, Lord Cyrus of the noble House Morrowind.