Now on occasion things change and these changes are ones you need to be aware of. Within is a record of these tweaks and changes made by staff. You are responsible for reading these and changing and editing and doing whatever needed to make sure these changes have been incorporated, if need be, into whatever it is, if it concerns you. Also within is a list of credits and a little rundown of the staff for you.

Ideas that are placed here are not ideas for plots, ideas for plots go else where… else where directing you to the section for plots. This place is just for suggestions, be it the correction of a misspelled word, new layouts, something you’d like to see…? Anything and everything really. Note that requests for subplots and certain characters also has a different space, however. All in all this is another miscellaneous section for suggestions and comments on work done on Enger.

Games and funny little things are placed here. Because… lets face it games are fun and we all like fun. Well… most of us do. The creator of the game should give us an example so we can get how to play… There is no limit on the number of games and how much you play, just try remember this section is not the only play to post on Enger, kay? I want to see a good sum of roleplaying alongside this OOC posting. Friendly contests may also be held here.

Want to know a secret? We aren’t mean people. We’re actually pretty kind and sweet, if circumstance prevails. What I mean is, if you have a question we don’t mind it being asked. I am sure you’ve heard it enough but… we won’t bite your head of, promise. Now! If you ask something rather obvious, that is disclosed within the forum, by chance, in the rules page, then we may be a bit aggravated, but… nonetheless. Within is also a list of things that need to be done - updated - tba on Enger, if your interested in helping out this is the place to go. Questions in general go here, so if you have a poll, this is the place to put it.

If your going to be gone for a while it’d be nice if you told us. Seeing as we just love knowing that the reason why so and so isn’t posting in the thread is because they are gone for a brief time because of this and this reason… not because she’s suddenly been kidnapped by aliens and will no longer get on Enger. However if you are leaving Enger, or if you think aliens will be abducting you soon, please tell us. You don’t have to give us a big long reason why you are leaving but a simple ‘I am deleting my account’, here would be awfully nice of you.

Believe it or not sometimes threads… well, if you want honestly… Believe it or not all threads are finished one way or another. Be it finished because it hasn‘t been replied to in months, or because the players wrapped it up. Either way the thread will end up finished some time or another and when it does this is the dusty, dusty cabinet they are shoved into and made to suffer the rest of eternity in. Why? So you can read them later when your just so bored. That’s why. Fabulous reason, don’tcha think?

Oh. Oh. My. Guess what? We have a board for just about everything! Dedicated to this and that our OOC section hosts a wide variety, I must say. Larger then what I like to keep things but, I think it’s just odd to have some of the planets and not all of them out here doing a little number! And besides we just had to have this area, after all some topics just don’t go under any heading and thus they need someone to go, too! Like the Protist Kingdom, this is the junk drawer where you shove anything that doesn’t go anywhere else.

Well, staff aren’t the only ones who have updates. Now, lets face facts stuff happens IC that people love to know about. Drama, my friends, drama! And thus we love to hear about it an document it and the like. Now, how do we do this? Real simple like. When your characters breed, give us a note here. If a character joins your pride, give us a note here. If you want to fight for rights for something or someone, give us a note here. Especially so if you want to birth children! You must receive an okay from staff to do so!

Have this awesome idea for a character but you don’t want to play them? Have this really owning puppet but having a sibling of that puppet, or perhaps a parent would be so freaking cool? But, too weird if you played it? Obviously these questions are being asked for a reason, the reason being that this is our lovely little place to request certain characters, or, people to play certain characters. Don’t be afraid to use this board, it doesn’t have knives or traps attached. Quite simple really, just create a thread and incorporate information on the pet you would like see played - made and then… wait.

This is, hands down, the more hospitable area among the barren expanse known as ‘no man’s land’, or, the roaming areas. This place has… a more at ease essence, much more relaxing and calming though it hides a more sinister edge in it’s shadows. Bad stories are told about lady lions who wander here unaccompanied… Bad stories are also told about stallions unable to protect their maiden from unruly, vicious, others. The Deities seem to come here now and again, out of simple wonder for the children of the future. Distant glimmers seen amongst the fireflies that seem to be always present as dusk comes and falls away into night. The air is always chill and crisp, and the lighting always seems dim. This place can be in one’s memory as a place where sweet nothings were whispered and delicate kisses were bestowed. Or where one remembers a night of cruelty and men ever hungry and lonely… for these are the breeding area and it has been well used in various acts.

The coliseum of old, old times. Crumbled and wasting it towers in the middle of such barren landscape. Sticking out quite easily it is a renown area among all. This place is where heroes are born… and also where they tend to die. Hazardous is this area… made of stone, rotting wood and strips of iron. One enters this enclosure through a twisted, half-fallen wrought iron gate. Managing through that one comes to walk into a slightly sandy arena. Within such is, where the earth is baked and still solid, ditches and mounds, holes, and old equipment and unworkable traps from days of old. The ground is not even and is littered with wooden debris and crumbling rock from the stands. All in all this landmark is falling apart, earthquakes and weather each doing their part… but until this area is completely torn down there is little to stop it from being the, in common tongue, Battle Grounds.

The morbid tree that hangs out on its own. Grown crooked and odd it is a gruesome sight, and despite the fact it is dead on the harvest moon, the orange and red moons, the sap oozes from the weathered wood the color of blood. It is said whoever touches the sap is murderer by the reapers the fallowing days and it is said this is because the tree houses the corrupt spirit’s the Deity Baisu collects and tortures. But the daredevils seemed to have made this place the perfect one for meeting and greeting. Superstition thrown to the wind. One can occasionally find a raven perched and rabbits racing about, but no deer step food on the hard ground and few creatures stick around after nightfall. But! Nonetheless this place is the perfect for horrific tales and spooky stories. The perfect, haunting, unsettling setting, really.

The thicket grates at one’s hide. It’s sharp thorns digging into and leaving marks on any and all. Those who are large and bulky, those of the masculine variety, have the hardest trouble and little hope of getting through. And… that my friend is by no mistake. Rumor is, is that this area is blessed, jinxed, curses, however you desire to say it. It is magical, and has surprisingly protective properties for the one who come here and brave the onslaught of the dead, twisted trees and prickly bushes. When, or if, one can find a break amongst the dead, thorny mess one comes to find this area perfectly suitable for relaxing and hiding. Of course getting in there is one long story, and getting out is another. But, all in all this place isn’t that bad once you get through… and on many occasions this is where prey hides from predators, and where young ones can hide from punishment and the other nasty beasts of the world that would do them harm.

Among the milkweeds that do not house the flies and mosquitoes, among the willows and the scents of roses and flowers… among the beauty and charming earth lies this haven, this paradise. The world seems so stunning, no matter rain, shine, or even snow in Falikow Sanctuary. It’s serenity is unchangeable and the peace this place brings, the warmth and soothing… It’s amazing this place but there is little wonder why this is also known as the scholar’s garden, a place of quiet thought and fierce debate. Of knowledge and learning, of understanding and of relaxation. Paths are laid by the constant walking and smooth rocks embedded in the ground, with numerous brooks and ponds where one can observe the fish and nature and other creatures without fear or hidden intentions. Blood will not be taken on these grounds… and those who come here for protections, aid, and healing… no matter who such person is, it is the duty of the followers of Acux [for this is also known as his holy grounds as well] and Acux himself, to protect, heal and assist the person, for such is the way of the Acux, and such is the principles of the Etisa.

A long, shallow pool laid out in the middle of a large, golden grassland. The heavens play a lovely tune, the light shining through fluffy clouds the perfect day… the day that is often present. The grass is long and thick, often gently swaying by a lovely noon breeze making it simply a fantastic hunting area. Hyenas and other carnivorous creatures had once ran abundant in this impeccable place but after an invasion by the fiends the Etisa went on a slaughtering… after which no hyena, no wild dog, or any other in league with the sort have dared cross into this land, or any other land in possession of the Etisa without knowing that their life was in jeopardy and the people have had a sick luck in murdering intruders. Large prey roams here, wildebeest and elephant… as well as smaller prey, hares and deer. The variety is astounding… but the variety makes things awfully dangerous and tricky. Though one has grasses and the fantastic day on their side, prey is still prey and hunting is still not the easiest thing, even for a group of ferocious lionesses.

'Ruins' are generally thought to be in a sad state. A shadow of their former self, diminished by the breath of time. The Sarnuk de Urues are nothing of the sort. They survive through their disrepair, and thrive in harmony with the other parts of the Kingdom. Moss grows not on a rolling stone. These stones have been standing still for years on end. History blossoms with the lilies, and foliage sprouts beautifully all over the cracked stones of a once-grand-now-even-better structure of sorts. Light pours through the thick trees that have grown here, the tinted illumination a vibrant, healthy green. Prey will wander here, but it is more a place to relax than a hunting ground. The hand of civilization has grasped it, then slid off. But the finger prints remain, and few who come here are anything by sentient life. Pride and swagger follows a certain angle of the place, as does a kind of luxury. Experience rolls off of the place, and not many arrive who do not become enthralled with it. In fact, many marvel at the beauty so long, they forget that they are still living… It is said that their wandering eyes still guard the place, and many take this slightly ominous tale to be the presence of Acux, acting as a sentinel. Perhaps. And perhaps… There are still beings who wander here, their blank eyes and vacant smile still oozing with the majesty of it. If you are strong of will, however, you have nothing to fear… Probably.
Pride Territory of the Yaizux

The temple of the gods. The temple of the god. The structure is exactly what one would expect and is, perhaps, one of the greater monuments among the three. It soars high into the heavens, with it‘s architecture similar to the Mayan Chichen Itza, though on a more grand and colossal scale. Huge stone columns lead to the front and on the pedestals lurk wretched beasts amazingly crafted. It is located in deep, lush jungle. It’s land fertile and thickly planted with herbs and natural medicine. The place is guarded mostly by holy maidens, women of warrior descent who are painted with reds and blacks and whites. The briers hold the ethereal flames that never burn out, and the place, though known for witchcraft, witchdoctors, voodoo, and is a key place of superstition is the home to the go Enger. Everything in the temple lives and flourishes, and is, inadvertently, a place of ‘free love’. Those who follow Enger are a very loose and relaxed people. Assure of themselves and their god, placid in every aspect and enjoying life every chance they have. The temple is a lively place, where most of the children come from all over to be raised and taught. Though this is the temple of His Holiness, it holds a ore warmer and friendly feel then the more stricter principles of Acux and Baisu.

Thick Jungle

Marshes

Inside the mountain lies a great cave. Large and mighty astounding it is, for the sheer size is staggering. It makes one wonder of the whole mountain has been hallowed out at the Deity’s will, or if the mountain is even larger then what it appears to be. The cave’s opening is obvious and airy. And despite the fact this is a cave few birds roost and few bats dive in. Stalagmites rise from the ground, the rocks rubbed smooth and glittery. Jewels are located here and there and their prize and worth is unimaginable. Many of them are offerings and gifts, and few dare steal from the God in fear of his anger. The inside of the mountain is his home and it is said that deep within its chamber hides the alter and the heart that is his… and that this is where Enger ventured to free The Sleeping from his Slumber. This place is considered ‘holy grounds’, the grounds of Baisu, the Second Brother. His land is large and mighty and strong, a maze, a labyrinth to get lost in. Those who venture within, be aware you walk into the Lion’s Den… and that an offering is very well expected. If one manages to the end of the Great Hall, [which is many, many meters long and wide] one comes to see the Shrine, place dedicated to sacrifices and offerings expected.

Oh the ever dreaded forest. Well, not really ‘ever dreaded’ and really is ‘forest’ doing justice for those thick, plentiful humongous things about the world. Its more like… rarely visited but hardly feared, knotted old burned down forest that is still doing its very, very best to recuperate from the ever ‘tragic’ fire incident. Which its doing a horrible job at, the ground is hard and lacking in nutrition for the plants and the charred remains of corpses and greenery has yet to be fully decomposed. The scent of fire still lingers here and most avoid this rather sparse tree-y area that is close to the edge of the Jaruc border. One can occasionally find prey here but, more often then not all that is slinking about this place is a rogue creature, or a rather ill-tempered Baisu musing over how the imbeciles he commands managed to burn down his damn forest. But! Yes. Eicvu Hirbu - foolish incident.

The rocky terrain is hard to traverse by most, but those of the Empire have grown accustom to marching over it. The area is a mixture between a mountain and a rocky upbringing. Similar to when two tectonic plates collide and split the earth upward, this land is tough and hard yet… plentiful. The grass is green and the area lush, many deer float about here though bigger prey is harder to find. Among this tall, viciously rough mound, hidden among it is many cracks in the earth, pits to fall into and never come out. Awareness rewards its master, no less. Sprained ankles, broken bones… are the gifts for those who run recklessly over this large patch of land. Short rain showers aren’t uncommon as well as caves and hidden places within some gorges. This is another strategic land in the possessions of the Empire, seen as a large blockade that would slow any force large enough to pose as a threat the empire down for countless number of days. There are usually hunting camps and scouting parties littered about the land… and they aren’t very friendly to most.