ㅤㅤ 𓄿 .  Extend our warmest greetings to :  all seekers of enchantment and magic in this sphere, The mystical—family Velthrone.   '＊ ..  ☽   

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─── • 𖥳 ) Step forward, potential additions to our familial tapestry! Much like the 'Sorting Hat' from the halls of Hogwarts, we embark on a quest to find the ideal fit for our clan. Let us approach this process with reverence and curiosity, welcoming the unique qualities and strengths that each individual brings. Together, guided by the wisdom of the Sorting Hat, we shall forge bonds that endure the tests of time and trials, weaving a legacy of unity and harmony.

ㅤ..  ⌕  𖥔  We are seeking prospective sorcerer family members with the following age ranges:

◯‌ㅤㅤ(1985-1993) for parents.
◯‌ㅤㅤ(1994-1997) for aunts and uncles. 
◯‌ㅤㅤ(2000-2010) for children.

ㅤ𓆰 ..  ◴  Please check the list of occupied places before writing the following form.

Dear esteemed family of Velthrone. I, [username], born in the enchanted year of [line], humbly seek to join this family using [muse name]. May our journey be woven with threads of wonder and spells.

ㅤㅤby sending the form provided by us toㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓆩 @VelthroneBot. 𓆪

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤFarewell, we look forward
ㅤㅤㅤㅤto your presence at our
ㅤㅤㅤㅤresidence, @TheVelthrone.
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Golden rays, fresh air, and the sound of laughter echoing between the trees. Vansent's Jiwoo picking some fresh blueberries and strawberries from the market so she can borrow them for today's picnic. While Lorth's Junhwi catching all the memories with her camera, Look there Jiwoo so I can capture you, Junhwi said. There’s something magical about gathering on a checkered blanket, surrounded by endless greenery and genuine smiles. Cheers to spontaneous adventures, heart-to-heart conversations, and the kind of memories that fills our picnic basket with warmth and our hearts with gratitude 🧺🍓🫐🌳.

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ㅤㅤ 𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗟
ㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦—𝟭𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗚𝗔𝗧𝗘
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We seek for those unknowingly vampires, werewolves, witches, travelers or humans willing to wander the endless corridors of shadow where the breath of the sky grows thin and the air is heavy with the perfume of long-dead centuries. It thickens with the slow heartbeat of our dominion, staining the moon and quieting the restless stars until the heavens themselves seem to kneel in reverence. Most will walk past blindness, their mortal senses dulled to the weight gathering beneath their steps. A marked few will feel it, a faint tremor in the blood.

This gate arch swallows all light and breath for AESPA PORTRAYERS. / The threshold simply stands it bends toward you, drawn as if by an unbroken chain of vows sworn in another age. We are patient yet restless, watching as you stand before the unseen opening. And when at last the gate yawns to its fullest, it will take those it desires.
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All hail, Aescendants! I, (Name & @.Username), call forth the last to stand as (Muse) before the hidden gate unseals and the dominion’s breath seeps into the mortal wind. Take the step, and I will be claimed as your own.

Spy, cloners and double dorms are strictly prohibited. Once your choice is sealed, place it in hands to @AescendaantBot.
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