Rebuilding A Princedom

[Eldritch Lagomoprha 81]

((Okay 6 people have joined so far, and this isn't just for the old Capital it is for the whole of Malinor so that it can be rebuilt and have a proper council that can help it win the war))

[ZBLBAC5 81]

Earendur looks at the note he received and begins to scratch his head, for the druidic order, him included have cleaned a fair deal of the forest that was Luminarie, and with the aid of a few clerics, they could clease the whole forest rather quickly. He quits scratching his head and throws the note away.

[MetaSolaray 242]

As Meta and Neci Los'iirae both receive a letter, the two out on a training session look at the letter's

 

Then back to each other, then back at the letters, then back at each other, then the trees, then back to each other, back to the letter, the sky, back to the letter, and then finally one of them speaks

 

"BY the holy forefather's maln, who the nether is this Siyyl SEzarius." 

 

"A man or elf seeking nothing but personal glory and fame; for if he was to lead us it would be to disaster. Let the course of the forest take it's natural course, our concern is not with those of petty desires and whims. Our course is already in line with the land we walk upon today."

[Eldritch Lagomoprha 81]

((Siyyl is a woman))

[Aetosion 2062]

Edward's eleven ambassador returns him word of the missive by the eleven woman, and he lets a throaty chuckle echo forth, and mutters, "A counter-counter revolution by an upstart who wishes royalty for herself, the longears are turning into Southerons."

[theflyingpen 43]

Valmir sighs as he reads the numerous papers that liter the walls and forest floors.  To him it was clear that no one truly researches any of their claims or goals.  The old city is far from salvageable for the time being and with the constant threat of war, simply trying to gather a group of citizens to just ask the council out of position is about the last thing to happen.

He walks to his home and kisses his fiance deeply before locking himself in his lavish study.  He locks the door behind him and removes his bottle of whiskey and shot glass from his hidden alcove and downs four stiff shots.  He removes a quill and a sheet of paper and begins to write.

"My love,

I am writing this note as a farewell.  There is another threat to the Mali as a whole.  This one is more idiotic than the rest.  This is a counter-revolution that wants the same thing as the established revolution that we have worked so hard on.  I must say my farewells now as I must put a stop to this.

Please take care of our child my love...  Our love was something nothing short of amazing but I am being called."

He takes a final shot before picking up a hammer at his side.

He looks to the glass box to his side... the box he wished he would have never needed to open.

He closes his eyes and shatters the glass with a single blow and reaches in removing a mask from the rack.

It begins.

[GloryorSolitude 94]

Parker'onn give this letter the official stamp of ignorance.

[GavinTheViking 151]

((Okay 6 people have joined so far, and this isn't just for the old Capital it is for the whole of Malinor so that it can be rebuilt and have a proper council that can help it win the war))

[[ There isn't a magic number you need to reclaim whatever. Just try and repair the old city through rp and inhabit it. All the while recruiting more elves and holding your own against foes. No one is going to have to let you oocly reclaim the city for your own, you have to do it yourself, as no one needs to give you ooc permission.]]

[KUSHerZombie 222]

Maxwell smiles madly at the posters. He scrawls down

"NoIWillNeverDoThat  McHiggenBottoms"
He sends off the letter laughing manically. 
 

[Bethykinss 158]

Caroline catches one of the notes that were thrown away. She tilts her head as she reads the note, a thin laugh escaping her lips.

"Please, sweetheart. Just leave it to the Druids."

She says to no one as she crumples the note and places it in her satchel before walking off.

[Eldritch Lagomoprha 81]

*Siyyl receives multiple letters back and read them all*

 

"Hmm, maybe i was wrong to even think that people would want to help me with this, i guess i will just leave it for now until a better time"

 

*She writes out loads of letters all saying the same thing and sends them to all the same people as before*

 

If you read my last letter you will know that i was planning to do something big that would change the way we live, as of now i am putting it on hold until a better time, with a war already going on it would be stupid to try something now and leave our lands undefended, although i do wish to throw a huge party for everybody who is currently fighting for what is right when there is enough time.

[Draeris 3124]

*Casimir Valesmark hears of the attempt, and sends a letter to the potential monarch

 

 

"Greetings, outcasted Malis."

 

"The writes of this letter is your future monarch of Festina, I would like you to be informed that we offer you a chance for a barony for your race in our future lands. However, if you decline we have no choice but to aid the original and sovereign goverment of the elves and cleanse you in the name of the Rosicrucian for treason. My kind heart would not prefer such act.

 

~C V

[Knox213 10]

 

((I don't really ever know whether or not to take you serious.))

[Draeris 3124]

((I don't really ever know whether or not to take you serious.))

((I don't see why you would have doubt...))

[Eldritch Lagomoprha 81]

*reads the letter from Casimir Valesmark and sends a letter back to him*

 

Dear Mr Valesmark, Before we will accept anything that you offer us we need to know some things. Firstly, how much land are you willing to give to our people? and Secondly, who do you fight for in the Human versus Dwarf war. Please reply to this letter as quick as possible as i do not wish to have to send soldiers to your gates to get your answer.

 

-Siyyl Sezarius