Hey! Just a lil update on the event I was going to do has been changed up sadly. I won't be able to invade the SS with my friends leaving the site whom I was going to thread with and I could never get in contact with Jian to continue our plans icly/oocly and with Mei dropping the attack with Jian also factored not buttingheads with the KSN. I know people were excited for this but one person managed to change Frey's mind and in the end I did say this was subject to change.
I have one more thread with someone and I'll be handing over the reigns to them as I think it's time for someone new to try their hand at leading and Frey'll be moving off with Raph to live a life she deserves. I had a blast playing here, and I thank Ine and Erek having faith in me and wanting to work in bettering my character and putting up the Quincy structure! I just don't have the energy to write here and better off honing my skills where it matters.
I will be passing off a new structure and it's up to them if they wish to keep the idea, I think the Order needs it with how chaotic it is, and I was hoping the Quincy would actually stick together than bitch for once. Oh well the race is just too proud and people have their own visions and rather stick to a clan system. Frey's fate will have a happy ending for once and if anyone still wants to get any training from her, I'll be glad to stick around and have a few threads to help a fellow member but other than that I won't be doing much.
I'll probably lurk about the site and still chat with people.
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.