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Leaflets have been sent blowing in the wind, available for anyone to see in the fringe.

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SNELVEN MENACE!

Beware denizens of Anthos!

Not one elven hour ago a weak sickly wood elf approached the gates of Lin'ame pleading for aid from his brethren. Our kind quickly summoned the help of the venerable Cleric Priest Hosper, whom was quickly on the scene.

Alas!

Before we could get the gates open for the poor sick elf, a horde of feral mali'fenn descended upon the outside of our walls, grabbing him!

"We'll heal you up nice." The leader, a beastly female of hideous features hissed into his ear.

The berun'cinhir took to the walls, slaying one of the snelf beasts before they made off with the poor sickly elf do to Malin knows what with him.

 

This is what happens when we let our guard down, Mali of the enclave.

Beware the snelven parasite.

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Mikael uses one of the leaflets flying in the wind to wipe his arse.

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Archibald reads the leaflet, and, completely taking in everything propaganda posters say, he shakes his head.

"Snelves..."

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Leaflets have been sent blowing in the wind, available for anyone to see in the fringe.

8573ca3e655f4ca2c595a0f9e9827462.png

SNELVEN MENACE!

Beware denizens of Anthos!

Not one elven hour ago a weak sickly wood elf approached the gates of Lin'ame pleading for aid from his brethren. Our kind quickly summoned the help of the venerable Cleric Priest Hosper, whom was quickly on the scene.

Alas!

Before we could get the gates open for the poor sick elf, a horde of feral mali'fenn descended upon the outside of our walls, grabbing him!

"We'll heal you up nice." The leader, a beastly female of hideous features hissed into his ear.

The berun'cinhir took to the walls, slaying one of the snelf beasts before they made off with the poor sickly elf do to Malin knows what with him.

 

This is what happens when we let our guard down, Mali of the enclave.

Beware the snelven parasite.

 

Dared squints at the words in the first sentence. "Anthos..?"

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Grabs on of the letters "Firgit da snelves! Get werkin' un da damn plague! Feckhen skygods. . .Yemekarr's foireh 'ammer upon dem!"

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Lyuin crumples the leaflet in a gloved-fist, his eyes narrowing in frustration. He mumbles quietly "Can these Mali'fenn keep to their own? Regardless of whether this was an indoctrination attempt or not, it was still only causing the further spread of plague by not allowing an Itharel who would be immune to this plague to heal the poor Mali'ame."

 

 

He shakes his head. "Yet another reason to dislike them."
 

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Pebble is just like, "wut."

Having never seen a snelf, she assumes they're a kind of medium-sized dog.

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Arayon Drakon chuckles, "No battle took place! You did nothing to us! And we took that elf to safety and he has applied for citizenship"

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From atop the wall, Art watches the snelf chuckle and talk to himself, spouting his lies, he wrinkles his nose and disgust and descends down back into the town, leaving the beast to his dementia.

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*The Prime Chancellor of Fenn notices the poster as he rides his horse near the gates of Lin'ame.*

"They call us the violent elves, when the other day, a wood elf tried to drive a sword through my leg as I had a civil conversation with an old friend. One would think that the Mali'Ame would be better than this. I guess I was wrong. The Mali have trailed off of their ways, and off of our father's teachings. As I try to teach my people new, and different ways, they keep spreading lies about us. When did the Mali'Ame and Mali'Ker start to act like the Mali'Aheral? If this is  how the Mali will act from now on, then our race is finished. May Malin guide them.."

*The Prime Chancellor slowly gallops away.*

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Ryn sees one of the posters and bursts out laughing. "Such **** propaganda.. But funny as the nether.." She smirks, ripping it down and taking it home to put up with her art.

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Irelia grabs one of the anti-Mali'fenn propaganda papers, reading it over with her icy colored, tired eyes.
"No wonder everyone hates us.. they must be dolts to believe everything they read rather than search for good Mali'fenn.. we are not all evil..."
Sighs, crumpling up the paper in her chilled hands.

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Av'ariv looks at the leaflet and twitches an ear in annoyance. "Yes, a group of bandits describes us all. Malin must be so proud of his children right now..."

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