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Library of Shit Updates Heading 2 Questionable Items List This list is a reference point for the type of technology that is now part of Simul. If something is missing and you have a question, please ask us in the Suggest and Discuss or General Chat! Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Updates Heading 2 Beastiary Welcome to Simul! A place where your wildest imagination comes to life! Among the wild life of Simul, you will find most of the wildlife found in modern Earth. If you don't see it here, feel free to ask. Worst we can say is no, but best, we add it here for you. Below, you will find attached lost pages of personal beastiaries. Please take note: Some animals and beasts that may seem familiar to real life may or may not be adjusted to fit the setting. Note: To easily find specific types of beasts or creatures, use hashtags in your searches Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Updates Heading 2 Simul Quarterly Issue 1 (June, 2023) Hello all Simulians! With our newfound strength and technologies, we here at Coexisting Connections would like to present our first ever Simul Quarterly! We will make it our mission to give the people local and relevant 'gossip' of the kingdom to keep all of you in the know. So....where do we start? How about this whole new technology thing? Don't get this writer wrong , what happened in Timberholde will forever scar the minds and souls of the people of Simul. Having lost so many lives and homes, the awful event will haunt us til the end of time. Yet, Simulians are resilient! Not only has our largest city been rebuilt, but the survivors are thriving among the living! We have even acquired some new faces and even more new things. As word and teachings have been spread word of mouth, Simul is now home to many new objects that are seemingly making life so much easier! Have you seen those automobiles? I, myself have attained a brand new Telegem and cannot go a day without it. Being able to communicate with friends and family so easily is just top notch! You know what else I heard? Those who aided in Timberholde were given special deeds from the King himself! I am not sure what it was, but I also heard that it was big . I wish we knew who these people were so we could give them a day or something... Needless to say, Simul seems to have recovered quite nicely. Now, for the fun stuff! Do you find yourself lonely? Looking for love, but not finding anyone of note to take home to the parents? Wishing you knew where to find Mr. Right with the deep pockets mayhaps? Look no further than our next section! Introducing: Simul's Most Eligible Bachelors!!!! Bachelor Number One: @Muse Meet Alabaster. Successful in mineral and gemology, if he is tasked with appraising such things. Able to create diamonds and various gems and other precious stones, could be rich if he found it necessary. Enjoys sunshine and likes dogs and flowers. Look at that glowing skin! Isn't he a handsome hunk of man? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Alabaster find himself having a very difficult time leaving his home without at least three different people waiting outside, oh so patiently for him to emerge, for more than three months following. With bright eyes and clasped hands, most of the requests are not for his undivided attention so much as gifts . "I'm poor!" "I broke my pendant!" "Can you really produce gems?" None of these requests are so simple, however, having the uncanny tint of lust behind every word uttered. Almost...uncomfortably. How did they even find him?) Bachelor Number Two: @Licht Introducing Regnar. Though he is a devil-possessed and widely feared for that reason, he runs a successful blacksmithing operation, though he is mostly absent if not on search for rare materials or on any other business, personal or otherwise. Something of an equivalent to a popular other-wordly game serious character type, thriving on heretical strength without concern for things like status or public opinion. If he didn't spend most of his time playing dark hero, he would most likely amass a decent fortune through his business. Tough as nails, with all the brawn to back up his sharp tongue. Hot damn, amirite? (After Simul Quarterly is published, business is booming! At first, it was slow building, but eventually, Regnar would find himself quite overrun with many orders....all in person, of course. The flirty eyes and gifts of sweets are enough to make anyone sick, but, as like most things, it would be nice at first. After eight weeks of having to play coy or outright deny the advances, he starts to find... notes nailed to his door.) Bachelor Number Three: @Lord Fantasy Xavier Alabaster Alfonse, legally demonstrable good boy. Psychically capable, dabbles in alchemy, most importantly having a cute face, scritchable ears, and an impeccable fashion sense. Perhaps even more most importantly, rich by family name. He's even a mysterious detective! Do you think he is skilled enough to make it to your heart? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Xavier feels embarrassed enough from the initial influx of affection and recognition that he starts to avoid new detective work for a while. Staying home and keeping himself as busy as possible, he soon finds himself bored and...well, lonely. So, after a few weeks, he is certain that things have blown over and he can go get himself some food to fill his cupboards. Unfortunately, the die-hard fans have been waiting just behind the corner this whole time. The sound a squeal of happiness damn near shreds his ears to bits.) Bachelor Number Four: @Jellopy Lord Virgiliu Munteanu. A nobleman from a mountainous land's old money, has since acquired a fertile plot of land in Simul. The finest hunter in the kingdom (don't look it up), able to wrest wild beasts bare-handed, terrify bears with a single stare, and lift two women on each hand, his ALPHA MALE PRESENCE cowers lesser men within his sight. All that Virgiliu's heart desires rightfully belongs to him, and whatever doesn't, he will force into submission. His generosity is without bounds. As the greatest hunter of the kingdom (don't look it up), he often shares the spoils of his unparalleled hunts in his great feasts in his old-fashioned stone castle, where he also allows weary travelers to rest. But if someone fails to show him the respect he is owed (which is very easy, he's entitled as a bitch), he will make a bloody example out of them. While he casually enjoys the delights of women and is always accepting more, Virgiliu is only truly interested in those high-value enough to stand side-by-side with him, to terrorize towns together and claim their rights as King and Queen. Are you simply looking for a night of the excesses only an ALPHA MALE can provide, or will you be the one to shroud the land in darkness with him? He looks like the total... package . (After Simul Quarterly is published, Virgiliu will find himself quite enjoying the added attention he is getting. All the ladies and all the men, flocking and flaunting all over him. Hell, he could have easily bitten and fed off of any of them...Weeks would go by and he would feel like a KING, but something just felt off. What was it? Wait a minute...where was his favorite toy, Max? After digging himself from the pile of harem he had created, Virgiliu would traverse the large home his followers had built him just outside of the newly finished Timberholde to find Max, the cat boy, bowing before a golden statue of the vampire that hadn't been there before and chanting. All it would take was a clearing of Virgiliu's throat to prompt Max to turn around, knife in hand and a wild grin on his face. "If I can't have you to myself ...") Bachelor Number Five: @Zero Kisaragi This is Zero. A "man of no consequence" by his own description. That humble façade hides an extremely capable researcher and fighter that tends to venture out in the world and collect his own research material, magical artifacts, often from the lairs of dangerous creatures. Outside of that, he governs a city far away from Simul, under a different name. He values knowledge and a willingness to expand ones knowledge more than anything else. Despite his looks, he is also extremely tough and knowledgeable himself. Aloof and rational, but kindhearted when given the chance. A traveler that could likely do with someone traveling at his side, or someone that guides him home. A face even your mother would love! (After Simul Quarterly is published, while out on a short artifact retrieval mission mostly for personal purposes, Zero hadn't even heard of this 'list' he had been mentioned in. This...was not to his fortune. As he often did, the shadow had come close to finding the item in question, some sort of locket that supposedly contained the soul of a future God, when he happened across the path of three women. Now, smiling, very beautiful ladies standing in the depths of a long abandoned village hidden among the Red Mountains was odd enough, but the way their crazy eyes were seemingly trying to not only penetrate his soul, but his clothes too, Zero was just about to 'NOPE' out when he found himself feeling rather...dizzy? Waking up in a dimly lit cabin to one of the women attempting to peel off his top....) Bachelor Number Six: @Martin (19) Charles Coaulsofur. This is the sort of man that exudes charm through no effort of his own, gathering attention from both women and men, which is enjoyed equally by him. Charles is a figurehead, well known through all of Simul for his skill in metalwork, not only by mundane, but by his natural talent for enchanting metals, from jewelry to sculptures, anyone with an enjoyment of the shiny things in life will have plenty to show off. Make no mistake though, ensnaring this exquisite piece of platinum (for not even gold can apply to how rare Charles is) is not for the faint-hearted. With well over a century of life, he avoids for fear of outliving and difficulty of relating to those with a similar lifespan. But for those who manage to win the heart of this dragon, they will be richly rewarded. A life of riches and luxury, mixed in with cozy warmth and a strong sense of adventure across Simul. Strong enough to carry you over that threshold I see! (After Simul Quarterly is published, lonely souls and dragon hunters alike decided to wage war. For what, you ask? For the heart of Charles, of course! Now, it may be flattering to have people fight for your affection...but that was not the 'heart' the hunters were after. And after a few weeks of dodging bullets and... bullets , Charles would find himself in a very peculiar situation. All he wanted to do was go the the general store and get some flour for bread...why were there people confessing their love while simultaneously throwing explosives at a long line of tied up prisoners? OH GOD.) Bachelor Number Seven: @Spook This is Joseph. Joseph is a talented mage and swordsman, seeking to decipher the literal secrets of life and death. He specializes in lightning and water magic, and favors swords and spears. Right now he's technically an advanced student at Gul Academui, undertaking solo studies while occasionally giving lectures. He isn't afraid to kill for fight for protect the ones he cares about. He's also got an unhealthy sleep schedule something of a night owl, and happens to be of a foreign draconic lineage. His main interests include exploring new branches of magic to study, and even if it's not something he can learn, he still appreciates incredible innate power natural talent in others. He has a soft spot for avian creatures having raised a griffon, and enjoys long fights walks on the beach. Hauntingly handsome, if I do say so myself! (After Simul Quarterly is published, Joe had been doing what he always did. Training and reading nd attending classes like a 'good bean'. Hey, he was trying , right? For a couple months since the article, Joe had found himself in a few situations here and there. Clingy women, envious and aroused men, and even the occasional sentient beast had come to try their hand at capturing this brooding man's heart, all for naught. Needless to say, this did not go over well with some. Unfortunately for Joe, some of the some were...very powerful. One in particular that had had her eye on the mage for quite some time. As poor Joe-bean was just walking down the hall of Gul Academui, he could feel the eyes on him. Damn, he wished Silver was there to take the heat off of him. Just as the thought passed through his mind, the sound of slamming bodies coming from behind him had Joe spinning around, just in time to witness the last victim's face hit a marble wall. Before he could help the fallen, he too was slammed against the wall, but a warm, female form pressed against his front. A finger tilted his chin to her crazy wide eyes. "What's it gonna take to make you mine?") Bachelor Number Eight: Last in our list, but certainly not least : Lord Silver Drafaylum @Silver Drafaylum Despite his high title, fairly earned in the lands of Simul, Silver is not only mysterious, but humble. How such aspects could be paired with a man this good looking? Having made a name in our kingdom by his many works in aiding, philanthropy and charity, the half wolf, half elf masterpiece is almost a household name. Recently available, Silver may not be looking for anything serious, but this writer has it on good authority that he is a sucker for dark haired beauties and hopes for a family of his own. If stability is what you want, this wolf man is a fantastic choice! I mean, come one , the man lives in a castle! Known for his good looks, the company he keeps, and the viscous way he protects his own, this Lord is easily one of the best choices for a Happily Ever After. Do you think you can tame the beast within? (After Simul Quarterly is published, Silver was hit hard . Not violently, not yet. Being the owner and 'dean' of a magical academy made his already known name rather large after the Simul Quarterly came out. For weeks , the poor man had to endure love letters, unnecessary gifts, and relentless pioneering by males and females alike. Luckily, with his particular set of skills, he could often teleport out for 'emergencies' and 'Guardian matters'. Still, this did not stop the onslaught of 'fans'. In the background, unbeknownst to anyone , a small cult within the school walls had started. Senka happened upon the secret room, but before she could warm the wolven man, the group of a dozen women cast a sealing circle around her artificial body, trapping her behind walls. Though the effort was temporary, it was just enough time to find the headmaster and explain their...'emergency'. Silver, being the protective man he is, followed the group of women down a hallways he knew they shouldn't have been. That's when he found himself lost in his own cas-Wait. This wasn't his castle. Where the hell was he? And why was his head so fuzzy....wow...they were really pretty.) Thank you for reading Simul Quarterly! This is Flynn, signing off! Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category Local News (Stirps 11th, 10,017) Local News (Stirps 11th, 10,017) Hello and welcome to the brand new Local News Station here at Coexisting Connections! My name is Lucius Scarletwound and I am here to bring you the news as often as necessary. Thanks for your continuous support! Today marks about three weeks since registrations for magics has begun and though Simul has been incredibly helpful in this endeavor, we want to remind everyone of what our goals are. Community: Under this law, all Simul citizens will abide by a new curfew. This law only stands in city limits. Until the perpetrators of the crimes against Simul have been found and punished, the curfew will stand between the hours of 9 PM and 6 AM. All citizens must be inside between these hours. All businesses inside of city limits must adjust their hours accordingly. All businesses will be compensated by the Royal Fund with proper documentation of loss of revenue. All requests must be sent to Ferren Drebek, Royal Quarters, Eleutheria. Safety: Until a new royal family can be assigned, Siphoning Mages have been increased in order to be disbursed throughout Simul. Every major city and landmark will now be equipped with roaming Siphoning Mages to patrol the area. This is for the safety of our people. Until the crime has been quelled, Siphoning Mages will make their homes among the people. If you would like to house a Mage, please contact the Royal Quarters in order to set a meeting and be qualified. Any and all who offer aid will be compensated for their time, room and board. Trust: Any and all magical technology and persons (Non-Humans or Magical Humans) must register their abilities and capabilities. Alongside the Siphoning Mages, groups of Treasurers will accompany them in order to survey the populace. This may seem a bit invasive, but this is for the safety of all. Those who have taken lives and caused suffrage have yet to be brought to justice. Until that time, for the peace of mind of every soul, we must be open about who we all are. Any persons or items found to not be registered will immediately be confiscated and/or jailed until proper paperwork is obtained. From the date of this article, all persons/items must be registered within the next 7 days. Persons registered will have a card designated to them which must be on their person at all times for identification purposes. You can register at your local post office or main city entrances. There will be temporary offices designated for this purpose. Vigilance: This is not a new law, but more a warning for citizens. If you see something or someone magical, please use caution. Do not treat your fellow man any differently, however! That is not what we are doing here. We just want people to be safe and secure. This is why Identification Cards will be provided. If someone magical refuses to identify themselves, or have proper paperwork for magical items, please contact your local authorities. It may just be that they did not see the announcements. You will be doing them a favor! The faster we identify those with magic, the faster we can find and deal with the assailants on our land. Thank you so much to those who have already registered yourselves and your items. For those who still have not, the deadline may have passed, but we are still traveling the lands in order to make the transition much easier. As of this day, Sudbury is the only city that has no office in order to register. Unfortunately, communication between the Ferren Force and the local leaders of the magical city have broken down. We are still working on things, and until then, the city will be heavily guarded with the SM until we can come to an agreement that makes everyone's lives a little easier. As always, travel safe and stay amazing Simul. This is Lucius Scarletwound signing off. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category Giggles and Shits Giggles and Shits Seven years ago, there was a Krampus Rumble. Four years ago, Yeti Confetti sought his revenge. Now... What remained of the elven and reindeer army has come...to fuck shit up. Televisions around Simul played various little shows and news broadcasts. The evening for the normal household still enthralled in the new technology, sitting upon their couches and chairs and splayed across floors, watched whatever their hearts desired. Something funny then happened. At exactly 5:22 PM, every TV and telegem chimed. One bell. Then two. Then a haunting third chime echoed. The screens went black. Then bright. "Simul sucks!" The unbodied voice screeched. White knuckled fingers gripped the sides of a piece of aged parchment as they held it up against the screen, making damn sure anyone paying enough attention could see and read it. "We are coming for you! Meet us in eight days on the bigg-highest mountain in Eld-Uld-Aldermans! Long live the Confettis!" Every screen that had been taken over would go back to its previously schedule crap, leaving everyone who had bore witness to whatever fuckery THAT was to wonder...and eventually, put two and two together. The Confettis were now haunting Simul from their graves through their army of tiny terrors and flesh-eating mammals. Who will become the hero against the stank and explosion brigade? Send Winners: 1st Place: Stacy Carson Prize Chosen: Doom Dasher 2nd Place: Silver Drafaylum Prize Received: Fartillary Ornament Send UPDATE Screenshot from current channel Send Starting Date: 12/5/2025 Staff will Announce in the Channel End Date: 12/10/2025 Or Points Depleted (Staff Announcement) Rules 📌You can bring as many characters as you like, but each one will have their own score 📌To better keep track of your rolls, please utilize /join_event before rolling. Once the event ends, you can use /leave_event to calculate and track your rolls 📌This event will not require posts, however, they definitely add to the hilarity. Take note of the previous events in this series. We are encouraging short posts, so please disregard the post limit. 📌Staff will be throwing random posts out. They will include pings for those participating. 📌There is a pool of 1000 (Subject to change) that need to be depleted (Pool for enemy hit points) 📌Scene will take place in the channel Travel NW. Yes, the event is taking place in the Alderman, however, that channel gets much more use, so it will be easier to track in the travel channel How to Play 📌You can roll 1d20 every hour (60 minutes or more between each roll) 📌Every roll is a hit, and you decide how many enemies your character either kills or incapacitates. The choice is yours. 📌Posting is highly encouraged, hence why staff will be throwing in their own to help facilitate the funnies 📌The winner will be the person who eliminates the most enemies (The most points rolled) Prizes 📌The winner will be crowned a custom role title of "Snow Slaughterer - 2025" and one of two prizes. The Second place winner will receive the item that the winner does not choose. Both winners will be placed in Glory and Honor alongside their most epic post: 📌 Option One: The Fartillary Ornament. This heavy, glass piece is not what it appears. Inside, a gruesome looking gas swirls unendingly, glinting from the dangerous shards within. The user is able to throw this piece of 'explosive' toward an enemy, and once it makes contact with anything other than the user's hand, it will explode, sending the epically named Fartillary in an area of five feet in any direction. This deals not only blunt and cutting/shredding damage to the target while simultaneously shrouding view, but also a nightmare inducing stench that rivals a poisoned corpse. Once the item explodes and deals it's rather unfortunate damage, it returns to the user's hand, completely pristine and ready to use next turn. This item cannot be broken despite shattering being its thing. 📌 Option Two: The Doom Dasher. This amazingly bad ass looking sleigh not only has seats that will have your ass asking what cloud it is sitting on, but also the speed of sound. Kinda. Sorta. It's fast, okay? I'm talking fastest moving vehicle currently inside of Simul. The Doom Dasher is ready to pick up and ship off anything and anyone you need. Spacious enough for four people and enough storage for at least three of the dead reindeer that power it, this mode of transportation will have eyes darting the moment it goes by. Not saying they will see you, but they sure as shit will hear ya coming and going. Once seated, the ghostly apparitions of the deer you have slain will appear and prepare to lend their strength to carry you to any destination. Know what's cool about that? No need to feed or water them. And no poop. That's the best part. The Army 📌The elves are small, but pack a PUNCH. And by punch, I mean glittery fartillary. I shit you not, but they may. Using attacks made of flatulence and glass shard like ass sparkles, these little fuckers will run up on your, shart their shit, and then spontaneously combust just to kill you with themselves. Don't ask how they still exist. I don't know. 📌The deer, of rein proportions, eat flesh. All flesh. They give no fucks whether it is yours, the elves, or their own fallen brethren. They also smell bad. Like...vomit inducing bad. Like, "Please kill me so I don't have to smell this because this shit is never coming out" bad. No Updates Yet Most Recent Update December 22, 2025 Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category Calendar and Holidays Calendar and Holidays Simul Calendar Send Frigus Finne Anni Vale Date: Frigus 28th The end of every year is a meaningful occasion for those who have made Simul their home. This is a time of atonement and forgiveness. Most of all, self appreciation. Instead of a large festival or celebration, the people of the land stay home, with their families or companions, and spend time together. Before the end of the night happens, each and every one will write their own letters to themselves. Confessing sins, making wishes, letting go of regrets....all upon one sheet of parchment. Setting these letters ablaze, this is symbolic of letting go of the past and looking forward to the future. Send Nivalis Festival of The Hunter's Moon Date: Nivalis 1st Without the farms to mass produce fresh food during the winter months, the people of Simul have come to find, sending out the strongest of their hunters to provide for the nearest cities. With the abundance of wildlife, the people of Simul never go hungry, even those considered homeless and wanderers. Taking to the mountain ranges and far forests, it is usually the goal of the hunters to reduce the populations of larger beasts. Though, the beasts replenish their numbers come spring mating season. PERMANENT LORE EVENT Send Ceres Canto Mortuus Date: Ceres 13th Once per year, on the 13th of Ceres, the dead are allowed to come from their confines of Soulstagne. The barrier surrounding the City of The Dead melts away, allowing those residing within to walk upon the land of the living. In turn, those living can enter the grounds of Soulstagne. "Everyone who enters must wear a mask. For the dead can become envious of the living and become vengeful in the night of celebration." This is an ancient tradition, passed down by the first living person to enter the city of the damned. Over time, it has transformed into something a bit more than just masks. Some will even dress up wholly in costumes, and come to bear gifts. Some Simulians even celebrate the tradition outside of Soulstagne. Dressing up and celebrating the dead from the comfort of their homes. Those who know and celebrate this bittersweet occasion keep well note of time, for as soon as one week is up, those who are dead must return, or have their soul banished to an afterlife unsavory. Those who still have a heartbeat must leave the grounds in order to keep it. PERMANENT LORE EVENT Send Sumo Weekend of Voyagers Date: Sumo 13-15 Every year, Simulians do their best to travel as much as possible. The massive kingdom has always been difficult to traverse, giving those with more 'fast travel' equipment and abilities great opportunities to create businesses focused on such. It was only a matter of time before someone saw this issue for the poor and natural and created a solution. In the year 10,012, a man by the name of Orion G ursk decided it was time. With his magics in hand and a sharp mind, he went to work creating portal stones scattered throughout the land. Without a toll, these traveling devices have made it incredibly easy to people to travel all over the land in the blink of an eye. Since, citizens of Simul have started a tradition of celebrating the ability to travel at least once a year to reconnect with long lost friends, families and locations. It has slowly developed into a holiday in it's own and one can easily hear stories from those who partake throughout Simul during this particular weekend. Send Messis Festival of The Setting Sun Date: Messis 1st Yet again, harvest envelopes Simul land. This harvest is a big deal for those who call this kingdom home. For this is the final harvest of the year before Mother Nature coats the lush earth in white. With abundance of goods, the farmers and merchants from all over once again travel to the city of Timberholde for trade. The turn out is usually much larger than the Festival of The Scorching Sun, as it is the last opportunity to get fresh produce and meats and the like before the cold hits. There is always a celebration during the nights, as the festival can last upwards of a month, leaving the people of Timberholde to clean up. They don't mind though, as they are proud of their city. Send Ignis Send Calor Crustacean Infestation Date: Calor 11th through 16th KILL THE FOOKIN' CRABS PERMANENT LORE EVENT Protector's Day Date: Calor 25th The name of this holiday leaves little to the imagination, yet it is a very widely celebrated holiday. Often, the people of Simul will take a day in the middle of the week off in order to celebrate and praise those in the protection career path. Guardians, guards, constables, military and the like are regarded with the utmost of respect, especially on Protector's Day. Being celebrated so closely after the yearly infestation, many will take to offering gifts of food, drink and free room and board in local taverns and pubs in order to show their thanks to those who put their lives on the line. Don't forget to thank a local hero! Send Aestus Festival of The Scorching Sun Aestus 1st As the land warms up, and harvests begin for the beginning of the year, Simul celebrates with a Festival of The Scorching Sun. Giving thanks to whatever gods individuals see fit, the festival usually centers itself in the massive city of Timberholde. During the day, trades happen. Sharing goods from all over the land. Vendors lining the streets. Merchants looking to not only sell, but to trade and bargain for breads they can only enjoy so often. By night, the streets are still lined, but with more fire and dancing and music as bards trade lyrics and cords. The Scorching Sun Festival lasts anywhere between one week to an entire month, depending on the luck of the harvests. Send Stirps The Festival of Unity Stirps 7th A festival set on the anniversary of the integration of Dun'lorn and its entrance as an official city within the Kingdom. The festival is held on the great plateau outside the main gate leading into the city where all citizens of the empire are encouraged to go and see first hand the the culture beneath the stone to buy and sell their wares and to partake in dwarven cuisine. Every year, there is a special tournament held within the walls, and the victor receives the best of the best prizes and treatment throughout the festival. PERMANENT LORE EVENT Send Dissilio Merryman's Day Date: Dissilio 2nd Do you consider yourself a prankster? Perhaps someone who enjoys a good joke? Either way, Merryman's Day may just be your favorite holiday! For generations, the people of Simul have celebrated this holiday in elaborate and highly entertaining ways. This is not to say that some people do not take it too far, but the holiday itself is based on good, clean fun. Be prepared! If you dare show your face in public, you may just be the recipient of a prank and a rolling belly laugh! Send Ver Festival of the The Rising Sun Date: Ver 1st Every year, the people of Simul celebrate The Rising Sun, their version of Spring. During this Festival, that lasts three days, people gather in whatever city they reside in, or are near, where they will put into practice the premise of Simulian morals: Giving. From the pantries of homes, people bring forth the food they have horded all winter, and share what they have left with those less fortunate. Of course, everyone gets to eat, but the children and elderly feast first! Send Bruma Lux Amare Date: Bruma 8th A day of love, friendship, and family. Seen more as a romantic holiday, Lux Amare is often celebrated at home with spouses or lovers. Gifts of flowers, sweets and gorgeous garments are a preferred method, though some opt to going out on the town, holding hands, and professing their love. Lux Amare would generally be seen as a joyous day in which to wed, even with the winter still looming overhead. PERMANENT LORE EVENT Send Hiems Kinsfolk Day Date: Hiems 22nd With a new year comes new goals and new beginnings. As with most of the holidays and celebrations that are honored throughout Simul, Kinsfolk Day is a day of harmony. Many people have taken to traveling to locations that they can share with family, even if for only a day. While spending time with those closest, Simulians tend to bring gifts and calm vibes in order to keep the smooth transition into a new year as fluid as possible. This is a great time to make amends, put to rest stress and create a tranquil start to another week of life. No Updates Yet Most Recent Update November 13, 2025 Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Events and Holidays Pisces Quoque Vehementi Pisces Quoque Vehementi Start Date: 3-29-20 Rejoice! After nearly a year of being open to the public, the city of Arcanus Aecor has decided to host a grand festival… The Festival of Unity Between Land and Sea!-a work in progress title, they aren’t used to coming up with these sorts of things, you know-and are inviting people from all across Simul to partake in it! There will be exotic seafoods, games, and… A giant sea serpent attack?! Three days into the festival, a sea serpent is going to assault the city, though the inhabitants don’t know it yet. Will any of the festival goers be brave enough to attempt to stop it…? The event will go for three days as a normal festival event before the attack commences. For the purpose of the festival, there will be areas that are drained of water via magic air bubbles so as to prevent all the food and items from getting spoiled by the water for the land goers. They even have waterproof to-go bags! The rules for the event and details of the reward and villain are below: ~This scene will be taking place in the channel for Arcanus Aecor. ~There will be no post order ~The "villain" will post twice a day. If you do not make it for one, you will be skipped. If you miss two, you will be skipped. Miss three and you will be removed from the event. ~There is no post minimum until the killing blow. ~First come first serve on hits. They will be counted in order. ~The "villain" will announce if it will take longer for them to post. ~Each participating character will start with a base health of 100 points. The "villain" will have a base health of 250. Post Structure: ~Post what your character is doing (Optional) ~Roll 1d20 (1-10 is a miss) (11-20 is a hit) ~If you make a hit, roll one more d20 for the amount of damage ~Post to finish the attack (Optional) ~Wait for Villain to post and ping you ~You must roll the d20 in the channel. ~You can have as many characters as you want to participate. You must roll for each of them. THE VILLAIN Meet the dreaded “Barney”, seawide orphanage worker (don’t ask how fish orphanages work though), donator to many worthy causes (though he gets the money from merchant ships), and general nice guy… Who is about to come fuck some shit up. How rude! He had found the perfect spot for a new school for fish and he came back thousands of years later only to find someone built a new city where the spot was! He must pay them back for their rudeness. Blinded by a fit of rage, he attacks the city with an entire small army of evil, angry goldfish. That school WILL be built, and it doesn’t matter who gets in his way! ...At least, until he is beaten unconscious. The first one to land the blow that knocks him out will get the reward title of Sushi Chef of War! The sea serpent is over 300 feet long and is equipped with the following attacks: -Torrent Spew: he spews a miniature whirlpool at his enemies that will spin them about -Fart bubbles of doom: he turns around and spews stinky death bubbles that will make you wish you were dead but don’t do much otherwise -Ima Firing My Laser!: He fires a breath stream of hot, scalding water at his enemies -Chomp: The bastard simply bites down. Omnomnom -Tail Slap: Self-explanatory -Quick Swim: He swims real fast for a second The goldfish just chomp and slap, being about as big as a large dog. They’re gonna mug you for your seashells, bitches! The winner of this event will get a custom title role of "Cut a Fish-2020" and their last post in Hall of Fame. Please react to this announcement to be pinged when the fish fight starts. This way, anyone can join the event and not HAVE to participate. See you out there! Send Cut A Fish - 2020 winner Green! No Updates Yet Most Recent Update November 19, 2025 Views Back to Top

Library of Shit Category Festival of the Setting Sun Festival of the Setting Sun Starting Date: Messis 1st (9-1-20) Midnight MT You can read more about this event in the Calendar. Once again, the Festival of the Setting Sun will be held in Timberholde. From the reaches of Arbrestor to the depths of Oak Silva, people from all walks of Simul will converge on the centrally located city in order to sell goods and donate to those less fortunate in order to make sure as many that can, survive the harsh winters of this great kingdom. This year, with the installation of the teleportation totems throughout the land, the turn out is expected to be much larger than it ever has. Special Mentions: Idel's shop, The Whispering Ether, is having a massive sale! BOGO on all potions and BOG2 on everything else he has in stock! Near the center of the bustling square of Timberholde, Merna, a rather talented farmer, has opened shop for all of her freshly baked goodies! Breads and rolls and donuts and nutty cookies, she has something for everyone's sweet tooth or carb loving self. Stop by and stock up! Taliesha, on her time off from tending to the gardens, loves to make clothing! Yes indeedy. Most of the time, it is winter wear gear and she stores it all until The Festival of the Setting Sun in order to give to the less fortunate. For her more intricate items, she does charge a fee, but it is worth every penny. These items, from socks to coats, are enchanted to shake off a little bit more of the cold than a normal piece of gear would. Anyone can find her at her own booth near the center of town. Every night during the month of Messis, the community comes together for a massive feast. This is to ensure everyone in need will not go hungry before winter. The streets will be lined with tables and fire pits and even enemies will stay civil for the massive feast. One of the most beautiful parts of this legend of a holiday. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update None yet Views Back to Top

Welcome to the Tavern! Mary's Tavern is a notable location among the people of Simul who have any knowledge of the Southern Forest. Most people stumble upon this place as convicts, bounty hunters, and wandering souls. This is not to say that a few normal people haven't been by. However, none have really stayed. The tavern itself sits among the trees, nestled deep as a stand alone establishment. There is a creek not 20 meters away that leads to a lake only a few miles north. There is a main trail that will take you to any of the surrounding towns and villages. Playable "NPC" Updates Meet Mary. She is your typical barmaid with the essence of sarcasm built right in! Mary will gladly serve you your drinks and keep the tavern looking sparkling clean. You don't want to get on her bad side though. She has no problem stabbing you with a fork. Mary is player controlled. You can use her in your post as you wish for serving and the like. Current Employees: Aya Lyanna Memorable Mary Moments and Mentions Mary's Outside View First Floor Second Floor Inn Maidens Throughout the Kingdom Of Simul, many of the popular inns are ran by Mary's sisters. These sisters have become known as The Inn Maidens. All of their taverns are nearly identical to Mary's, with the exception of their own personal decor and set-up. Meet Marabell: Owner of the largest tavern in SkyHaven. Do not let her age fool you. Though she is the youngest of the Inn Maidens, Marabell is quick witted and quite fiery. Most of the time, she is as sweet as honey. Marabell's tavern in known for its relaxed atmosphere, homey decor, and the most comfortable beds for miles Marabell This is Marlene. Being one of the middle sisters, she is rather calm and collected. Still as much as a neat freak as the rest, her bar has never been seen a mess. Quiet and soft spoken, Marlene is not much for conversation. Her service is prompt and her tavern is as cozy as the town it sits in; Dry Gulch. Marlene This is the Inn Maiden, Marge. Marge is the eldest of the sisters and runs the largest tavern in Eleutheria. There, you may find rest, drink, and good company. Due to booming business, many local homeless are allowed to stay within its walls if there are extra rooms. Marge is just as kind as she is cleanly. Seems to be a common thing among the Maidens... Marge This is Maggie, the owner of the best tavern in Sudbury. A sweet, caring, strong woman who will murder anyone who spills on the bar counter. Other than that, she is fairly quiet. Can be outspoken when drunk, which happens quite often. Might want to double check your order. Maggie may be a lush, but she is a sweetheart. Just....seriously, don't spill on the counter. Or tables. Or anything else. Just don't. Maggie Believe it or not, this would be Marsha, one of Mary's Inn Maiden sisters. She is also not the eldest. No...she disguises herself as one of the downtrodden in order to keep the peace as she runs her tavern, the biggest in Vex-Mora. She can find you what you need for a price. Marge may be much like her sisters in many ways, she has puts on a ruse in order to keep her own life safe. Marsha

Library of Shit Updates Heading 2 The Divide Part One: How long had it been since he had actually felt the sun on his skin? Timothy had been out of his mind for too long and he knew it. She had distracted him. She had put him in a place hoping that he would continue to forget. Clever . But, her distractions had held her up long enough that his mind had ‘come back’ to him. It was time to pay. It was time to remind them. The sun had left its scar across the tree tops, casting elongated shadows reminiscent of the eldritch horrors that were about to be upon every soul Simul held. As dusk fell upon every home, Timothy added to the potion of night. It was nothing tangible at first; only the sound of wind through tattered robes. His leathered body made its way north west from Sudbury, aiming his hollow eyes at the distant capitol. Quietly, at first, his chapped lips parted to spill forth a spell he had been preparing for months. ”Cadant. Guadeant.” “Mother.” The look upon Hilda’s eldest son, Lloyd’s face was more than just haunting. His eyes, wide with silent terror, pierced the dim candle light of her study. His tall frame quivered noticeably while his hands gripped the bottom hem of his royal green tunic that he had already dressed into for bed. “What is it, my son?” “I-I could not find father a-and…something is wrong.” He had to speak nothing more as the queen had already risen from her perch and hastily walked toward him. Her expression was a near perfect copy of his own while uncertainty pumped through her veins. ”Pro animabus suis.” “He just-just fell down. ” Mother and son stood in the archway that led to the younger of the brothers’ room. Herald, still in his day dress, lay on the crimson rug that kept his otherwise cold marble floor warm. His eyes, rounded, peered up toward them. No. ….he wasn’t looking at them. He was looking passed them, into the darkness of the hallway. And even as his mother fell to her knees and took his head into her lap and did what she could to bring him back to reality, his blank stare persisted. Lloyd could only stand there, staring back at the eyes he knew held nothing behind them. Hilda screamed. ” Non relinquam.” Thud. “What in the-” Alfred’s voice rang clear, if only to be cut off by the sight before him. His dear wife holding their youngest son close to her chest while his eldest, the heir to the Fortescue Throne, lay mere inches away with the same, empty eyes, directed at him. By the time the king could muster enough thought to yell for help, something else happened. One of the last memories he would have. Hilda’s crying had ceased. Her beautiful eyes, too, widened, as if she were frightened. Her lips trembled and quaked, aching to say something. Before she could, the sound of her head hitting the marble floor echoed back at her husband. The imaginary concussive force was enough to send Alfred staggering backward, reaching out for anything to hold himself up. All while he watched his family slowly melt onto the floor… ”Vocant nomen meum. Volunt pacem.: The scene itself was one that could cause even the most disciplined monk to falter on their feet. But the smell . Their flesh bubbled, blistered, burning from the inside and splitting open to make way for rivers of mushed muscle and liquified organs. It did not stop there. For, the moment there was nothing but puddles and bones, even they began to break down. Cracks riddled the surface of their skeletons before finally shattering, sprinkling into the pools that were once the king’s cherished family. The castle rang with the sound of a howling that could only be described as agony in vibration. ”Et hac nocte.” The frigid grip on Alfred’s shoulder was the only thing that had his incessant screaming pause. And if it were not for the sight of Timothy behind the non consented collision, perhaps the king would have had half a mind to continue his uncontrolled wailing. However, he would be joining the family he had just lost. If only he knew. If only anyone could have stopped it. The Doctor leaned in, allowing his icy breath to wash over Alfred’s cheekbone. ”Cessabunt.” Part Two: As reported on BREAKING NEWS : It is my displeasure to bring the most current news to Simul. As much as I would love to not have to relay this information, it is my duty to keep you all informed and as safe as I can. With that, I must weave together the details of last night’s horrors. Before the sun began to descend, something else fell upon our great kingdom. From what we can gather, the first attack was in Korrig. Despite the docks already having taken a major hit, it appears the assailants decided they needed to come back to finish the job. Unfortunately, the structures are a complete loss. Even worse, it has been reported that more than 20 people are still missing while the casualties are nearing the same number and injuries have topped 33. From what we can tell, the next attack was shortly thereafter in Timberholde. Every city entrance was reportedly blown apart and virtually sealing the city inside of itself. This also included grave damage to the newest addition, the train. The station and surrounding area have been destroyed beyond repair. Casualties have reached 67, more than 40 have been injured and another 17 are still missing. Another attack mere hours after came in the form of another explosion. This one took out the entirety of the bridge from the mainland to Curet Insula. No fatalities have been reported, but it has only been a few hours since receiving the news and searches are still in effect. I wish I could say that I have reported everything. I wish I could tell you great people that we can recover from this. I wish I had the magic words…something to give you all hope. Unfortunately, with this last piece of information I have to bear, I cannot fathom how we are to unite. At just past 8 last night, Eleutheria and our royal family was attacked. According to the guards and surviving staff, nothing was out of the ordinary until they heard Hilda scream and then what sounded like a man being tortured. This man is assumed to be King Alfred. Apparently, shortly after, a fire broke out, causing many of the people who also lived in the castle to flee with little to nothing to the second story of the city. Still, 13 are missing and feared dead. The royal family was never located, even after the fire was quelled. There was but a note left at the scene. This note had a confession and confessions to more crimes that were, unfortunately, confirmed this morning. The entire Fortescue bloodline has been murdered. Sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, grandfathers and grandmothers… all of the bloodline has been taken from Simul in the most horrid of ways. I cannot even begin to write what information I have been given. Simul…please. PLEASE be safe. I know we are now living in a very uncertain time. I have faith that we will be okay. Please, look after yourselves, your families, your neighbors and your cities. This is Flynn, signing off. Part Three: “How convenient .” The voice, as smooth as honey with a sting of whiskey, Ferren stepped forward, his arms outstretched toward the seated crowd. The room, only illuminated by candle light, held more shadows than souls. Upon his stage, the only thing separating him and his patrons was a large, ancient oak lectern. Atop, an open book. The leather case had obviously seen better days and the pages between looked to have been made of tissue paper. Sullen and sunken eyes peered out from the darkness, aching to see what their fearless leader had to say. “It has come to my attention that Simul needs us. A lesson we have been trying to relay, yet, have been ignored. The time is now. We must offer our services to aid those in need. We must smile in the face of danger . We must provide comfort and care. We must protect those who cannot protect themselves. “As we have known since the beginning of time, magic -” A resounding hiss echoed through the masses, disgust rolling from their tongues. “-has brought nothing but pain and agony. Those who are not pure and normal have kept us in the dark for too long. They keep us from living normal lives. Safe lives. They took our king from us!” The hiss had quickly turned into grunts and chants of agreement. A haunting melody of what was to come. Ferren’s arms fell, his palms landing on the book he treasured. A disgusting smile growing on his oddly proportioned face. “We will make Simul ours again. We will make it safe. It is time for us to go to Eleutheria.” — It would take exactly 21 days to reach their destination. It was not a direct route by any means. Of course it wasn’t. They had to make sure that people knew them, that people would stand with them when the time came. The time would come, and the group of ten would stand in front of what was rebuilt of the royal family’s castle. Messages had already been received, which had allowed Ferren and his entourage to enter without question. For two days more, meetings were held and plans were made. It was indeed their time. — “People of Simul!” Much like he had spoken his piece in front of his congregation, Ferren stood on the second story balcony of the castle. His entire form was easily seen by every set of eyes on the grounds. There had been posters and announcements made, telling of a man who had offered his ‘services’ in place of a royal family until Simul could heal. The news had promised this man had plans and safety. And that is exactly what he planned to do…to say . “We have been through hell and back. We have survived. We will continue to thrive. We may have lost our leaders, but we still have one another. From this moment on, I promise to make sure no tragedy like the recent happens ever again. ” Silence befell him. It may have appeared he was taking in the trust and admiration of the people…but in the depths of his mind, a singular cog was churning. Oh, how these people trusted him. “There will be changes to our kingdom. There will be safety. ” Part Four: As reported on BREAKING NEWS : Dear Simul, This will be my last article until further notice. Do not fret friends! The news will make it to you, I promise! Before I hand Simul Quarterly to our newest host, Lucius Scarletwound, I would like to take this opportunity to deliver not only an amazing update for the citizens of Simul, but I would love to formally introduce you to our newest writer. Lucius Scarletwound of Timberholde is a born and raised citizen who has loved our land as much as anyone. Not only is he a very talented writer, but he also has many friends in many places. I trust that Lucius will uphold the truth and safety of the people! Now, back to what you all have been waiting so anxiously for: What is new in Simul? Since the coronation of our new leader, Ferren, our kingdom has undergone some very large changes. Much as the Pastor promised, he has begun to implement many new rules and laws in order to rebuild and keep you all safe. Now, I understand that some of these changes and promises have caused a bit of a stir when it comes to our magical community, but I must iterate; this is for the best . Considering the hell we the people have had to endure these last few months, it is necessary that we come together and make one another feel safe. Ferren has promised more than just safety. He has promised order and community. I, for one, may be one of the magical that must adjust how I live, but if it makes Simul rest easier, then I am willing to do such. Compiled below are the news laws that will mark a new age in Simul’s history. Community: Under this law, all Simul citizens will abide by a new curfew. This law only stands in city limits. Until the perpetrators of the crimes against Simul have been found and punished, the curfew will stand between the hours of 9 PM and 6 AM. All citizens must be inside between these hours. All businesses inside of city limits must adjust their hours accordingly. All businesses will be compensated by the Royal Fund with proper documentation of loss of revenue. All requests must be sent to Ferren Drebek, Royal Quarters, Eleutheria. Safety: Until a new royal family can be assigned, Siphoning Mages have been increased in order to be disbursed throughout Simul. Every major city and landmark will now be equipped with roaming Siphoning Mages to patrol the area. This is for the safety of our people. Until the crime has been quelled, Siphoning Mages will make their homes among the people. If you would like to house a Mage, please contact the Royal Quarters in order to set a meeting and be qualified. Any and all who offer aid will be compensated for their time, room and board. Trust: Any and all magical technology and persons (Non-Humans or Magical Humans) must register their abilities and capabilities. Alongside the Siphoning Mages, groups of Treasurers will accompany them in order to survey the populace. This may seem a bit invasive, but this is for the safety of all. Those who have taken lives and caused suffrage have yet to be brought to justice. Until that time, for the peace of mind of every soul, we must be open about who we all are. Any persons or items found to not be registered will immediately be confiscated and/or jailed until proper paperwork is obtained. From the date of this article, all persons/items must be registered within the next 7 days. Persons registered will have a card designated to them which must be on their person at all times for identification purposes. You can register at your local post office or main city entrances. There will be temporary offices designated for this purpose. Vigilance: This is not a new law, but more a warning for citizens. If you see something or someone magical, please use caution. Do not treat your fellow man any differently, however! That is not what we are doing here. We just want people to be safe and secure. This is why Identification Cards will be provided. If someone magical refuses to identify themselves, or have proper paperwork for magical items, please contact your local authorities. It may just be that they did not see the announcements. You will be doing them a favor! The faster we identify those with magic, the faster we can find and deal with the assailants on our land. Thank you Simul, for trusting me all this time with your news! This Flynn, signing off until further notice. I will miss you. Part Five: To come. Send Send Send Send No Updates Yet Most Recent Update Views Back to Top

Welcome to the last place you want to be. Vex-Mora is a town located just to the west of Mary's tavern. (High Fantasy Texted Based Roleplay. Join us on Discord today!) Vex-Mora Welcome to the last place you want to be. Vex-Mora is a town located just to the west of Mary's tavern. Those who have nowhere to go have decided to settle in the area. Unsavory folks with pasts that rival most. But....there is always a reason to visit... Here, you can find anything you need. Nearly. Lost, forbidden magics and potions. Items of rarity. Things...that others may find hard to stomach. Favors from those who have nothing left to lose. The price you pay will depend. Not always is coin accepted.. The trail is overgrown. The air is putrid. You will know when you arrive. The question is, will you leave in one piece? You may want to consider masking who you truly are... The people that roam Vex Mora are far from friendly. Never assume you can gain any leeway here unless you have a pocket full of coin, or an item of value. The best thing for you to do is do your business and get out. They may live as a community, but they are far from the word. Attacking and eating each other is a common occurrence. Year Incorporated: 1207 Population: Approximately 6,000 Human-ish: 42% Elven-ish: 11% Dwarven-ish: 3% Other Things: 41% Magically Inclined(Or...things): Approximately 33% Updates Corrosive Concoctions Need something a little more 'aggressive'? How about something downright...taboo? Go see Milian at Corrosive Concoctions. Having been the at the headstone of Vex Mora's beginning, Milian has also been the local "Poison Man" if you will. He can get you anything. If he can't find it, he will make it. Everything within this establishment has a high price... Menu Here Witches Witness The Witch’s Witness is run by, you guessed it, a witch. Her name is Barbara and she claims to be more or less a prophet of witchcraft. You’ll find everything from voodoo dolls to ancient, cursed books containing knowledge man should never have here… All for a price. She doesn’t just take money, but she also trades for things you’ll regret giving away. If you try to cheat or trick her the saying goes that “you’d be better off trying to run from the devil in hell than getting away from this woman”. Chopping Block The Chopping Block is the prime butcher’s shop in Vex Mora. Run by a strange, unidentifiable monstrosity in the guise of a man’s flesh (Mostly...or at least, that’s the rumor) who goes by the unassuming name of Carl, there’s no better place to find quality meat, not in any other shady back alley in Vex Mora! Though, the owner gets rather upset if you ask where the meat comes from or about his origins… He likes to keep his secrets. But if you listen to the word on the street, not all of the meat comes from animals… Not like the people of Vex Mora mind. Fingers and Fiddles Fingers and Fiddles, a house of whores and a house of… Music? For some reason, every third man (or woman) hired is a musician. The music plays all day and all night, which would irritate neighbors if not for them changing the tune to be more soothing at night. The owner, Madame Marian, always goes on about how she wants to maintain an air of “class”... Despite the floors being no cleaner than the prostitutes who work there. It’s widely believed that any whore who can’t please or sing well enough for the clients and the madame ends up dismembered and tossed away like yesterday’s garbage. The Drunken Donkey Yee-haw, yee-haw! The Drunken Donkey, named for the donkey carcass mounted on the wall over the fireplace, is one of the least reputable pubs in town. People don’t just come here to drink, they come here to gamble, to settle scores, and to collect dues. The place is filthy and not even the drinks and food are guaranteed to be clean, but the drink and food is usually the last concern people have coming here. The owner, Darl, hates the owner of the Hellhole with a passion, and Five-Finger Lenny hates him back. It’s said that they were twins who grew up having violently opposing ideologies about the importance of cleanliness. Celestial Athenaeum Upon walking into the only book holding building in Vex, you will be greeted with a rather...beautiful sight. How the beasts that make up such an awful place managed to complete a gorgeous piece of architecture, no one really knows. Most because no one wants to ask. The deep you roam into Celestial Anthenaeum, the larger it gets. Rooms dedicated learning the more... "dark" arts of life. Magic and life is general. Is it worth it to try and get in? Sure. Can you get out? Perhaps...The rumor is, the owner, Mavros has a taste for large brains. Hell Hole The Hellhole is a tavern that is… Oddly fine for the name and the place it is located in. It is almost always spotless clean despite the kind of raffle that runs through it, and it always smells of roses. The owner is a rather odd man who goes by the name of Five-Finger Lenny. The tavern sells the finest ale in town and it is said that the owner offers plenty of other… Darker services in the back. One thing for sure is that anyone who causes a mess is known to wake up the next day missing a finger, or even much more than that. The owner has a bloody hatred for the owner of the Drunken Donkey. It’s said that they were twins who grew up having violently opposing ideologies about the importance of cleanliness. Enchanted Enhancements Vex Mora's most infamous blacksmith. Meet Hesker. Hesker has the wares you need. (HA). For a massive price, this creepy old man can make you just about any melee weapon of choice...with just about any enchantment. They may not be unbreakable, but they can definitely be brutal. Marsha's Tavern More information HERE