[!] True Vote For The Mali'fenn [!]

[Aerdun 26]

In Character Name: - Aerdun Elensarian

OOC Minecraft Username: - Aerdun

Do you actively play a Snow Elf (answers will be verified)?: - Yes. House Elensarian.

Who do you vote for (Tundrak, Irelia, or Gabriel)?: - Gabriel

[onm224 57]

In Character Name: - Claudia Daenor

OOC Minecraft Username: - onm224

Do you actively play a Snow Elf (answers will be verified)?: - Yes, "Claudia Daenor" ... -_-

Who do you vote for (Tundrak, Irelia, or Gabriel)?: - Gabriel

[bickando 3967]

In Character Name: - Serelia Tundrak-Atmorice

OOC Minecraft Username: - bickando

Do you actively play a Snow Elf (answers will be verified)?: - Yes.

Who do you vote for (Tundrak, Irelia, or Gabriel)?: -  Gabriel

[Vulibar 17]

How do I vote for axlrose4078?

 

The Mali'fenn elder points in the general direction of the "Kilt-less to the Hilt" club, muttering something about catching maces with the wrong parts. Vul'ibar then examines the glass voting boxes, counting the crystals dropped inside without disturbing their contents.

 

"At the present,

 

Gabriel has approximately 500 votes,

Tundrak has approximately 100 votes,

No souls have voted for Irelia.

 

I should hope that all mali'fenn continue to vote to ensure that the results are an accurate reflection of our people's will, as is my only wish."

 

 

Gabriel - 5

Tundrak - 1

Irelia - 0

[drewbobjoe 8]

n Character Name: -Cirdan Nenharma

OOC Minecraft Username: -drewbobjoe

Do you actively play a Snow Elf (answers will be verified)?: -es

Who do you vote for (Tundrak, Irelia, or Gabriel)?: - Tundrak

[Wings 13]

In Character Name: - Nekton

OOC Minecraft Username: - dragonwings3

Do you actively play a Snow Elf (answers will be verified)?: - Yes

Who do you vote for (Tundrak, Irelia, or Gabriel)?: - Gabriel

[Narthok 10416]

By the combined orders of both Grand Prince Tundrak II and Laurir'Fenn Gabriel'Daenor, this vote is declared unconstitutional and is hereby nulled.

 

((Yes, I spoke with him about it.))

What

[Vulibar 17]

By the order of Grand Prince Tundrak II  this vote is declared unconstitutional and is hereby nulled.

Vul'ibar chuckles and shakes his head, preventing the candidate from tampering with the voting process,

 

"Without a constitution, no action can be unconstitutional. Further, the will of the people has seen fit to suspend your authority pending the result of this vote. As the Grand Prince derives his authority from his folk, it would be in forfeiture of title, rank, standing, and respect to attempt to nullify the wish of his citizens when they seek only to further our kind. As such, this vote will continue and its result will be decisive. One hopes that you acknowledge this fact so that you too may help to further the progress of the people who you once so wisely led, but if you do not, it is the common law of the people that you violate, not any violation of fallacious decree released by the Kathir'Fenn on our part."

[Jachnun 566]

By the order of Grand Prince Tundrak II  this vote is declared unconstitutional and is hereby nulled.

Branaford bursts into laugh saying "Fool! No one supports you! You are a fake prince who is an outlaw, you have been exiled, please exclude your self from the snow elves, Tundrak." 

[calculusdesola 1658]

By the order of Grand Prince Tundrak II  this vote is declared unconstitutional and is hereby nulled.

 

(( lol'd. ))

 

News of Tundrak's ruthless political endeavors would travel far and wide to the source of many a chuckle.  "Democracy at its finest!" would jest Orenian infantrymen on leave in taverns, lurching their ale and wine down their throats and coughing up that which they breath.

[Guest]

Daeglan MacCulloch barks at the Mali'fenn people walking into the voting station, whom are in favor of this quote on quote, "True Vote". His berating and scolding of these Snow Elves leads to him raising his volume and caring far too much for something of which shouldn't bother him. Sincerely, he holds nothing but distrust and disappointment towards their people, as their forms of government and methods of politics are worse than even that of the Adunian reputation. "Yer makin' t'is 'ere True Vote, eh? T'is ain't nae True Vote! Ye ain't lettin' yer own feckin' allies er accomplices o' diff'rent races 'elp ye make t'e decision! T'e Snow Elves be bigots an' bias'd. T'is culture be far too youn' tae make t'ese calls on t'eir own accoun'. T'ey nee' t'e judgemen' o' old, experienc'd nations!" At a point, Daeglan digresses from his key concept. He huffs and speaks in a gentler, milder tone. "Considerin' t'ose who go agains' t'ese dumb ord'rs tae be t'e enemies o' yer people? Ye ain' go' t'e people fer t'is. Wit'out more insoight an' impressions tae aid ye in a goo' decision, ye will gradually sink intae t'at precious snow ye 'old so dearleh tae yer 'earts. Nevert'eless, it does nae matt'r tae me. Bot' o' yer candidates are shoite lead'rs, an' I would do bett'r tae glue me arse shut on me toilet seat t'an provoide me advoice tae yer pat'etic excuse o' a sov'reign nation."

[Vulibar 17]

Daeglan MacCulloch barks at the Mali'fenn people walking into the voting station, whom are in favor of this quote on quote, "True Vote". His berating and scolding of these Snow Elves leads to him raising his volume and caring far too much for something of which shouldn't bother him. Sincerely, he holds nothing but distrust and disappointment towards their people, as their forms of government and methods of politics are worse than even that of the Adunian reputation. "Yer makin' t'is 'ere True Vote, eh? T'is ain't nae True Vote! Ye ain't lettin' yer own feckin' allies er accomplices o' diff'rent races 'elp ye make t'e decision! T'e Snow Elves be bigots an' bias'd. T'is culture be far too youn' tae make t'ese calls on t'eir own accoun'. T'ey nee' t'e judgemen' o' old, experienc'd nations!" At a point, Daeglan digresses from his key concept. He huffs and speaks in a gentler, milder tone. "Considerin' t'ose who go agains' t'ese dumb ord'rs tae be t'e enemies o' yer people? Ye ain' go' t'e people fer t'is. Wit'out more insoight an' impressions tae aid ye in a goo' decision, ye will gradually sink intae t'at precious snow ye 'old so dearleh tae yer 'earts. Nevert'eless, it does nae matt'r tae me. Bot' o' yer candidates are shoite lead'rs, an' I would do bett'r tae glue me arse shut on me toilet seat t'an provoide me advoice tae yer pat'etic excuse o' a sov'reign nation."

 

Vul'ibar, who is still standing outside, ensuring the fair practice of elections, turns to the Adunian and says in a calm and sagacious voice,

 

"It is those like yourself, divu anah'wy, who have drove us to the political chaos we experience today. Our decisions were made for us by the bortu, and our people were left in disarray. It is only by coming together as our own people, a community of mali'fenn, that we may progress towards achieving the respect of our fellow mali brothers and sisters."

[Narthok 10416]

The Vote is hereby concluded.

[Kanrath 190]

*An aged Half Elf nearing his mid 80s covered in a cloak of furs and leather reads the poll and listens to the various discussions and then turns and Vul'ibar and any others that would be standing outside the gate*

 

" Poor snow elves....always destined to be the puppets and never the puppeteer or the audience. You choose the high elves and their human masters and say you are safe and have chosen correctly the ones who would give you free will. And yet, throughout history both your self infatuated high elf masters  and their war obsessed human caretakers of Oren have time and time again shown their distaste with those that do not serve them and obey their every word and have but any small difference to them in any way. In the White Rose, in the Flay, in the Carrion and the slaughter each of these groups at one time or another placed on the elven people, and In the very threat just recently the high elves gave to slaughter you to a child if you did not obey them...the very people who would have slaughtered your race to a child if you did not obey them are now the ones who put on a podium above your own kind.

 

Though what I speak is in now way just your own doing, but the doing of the other elven races as well. To think the wood elves from which one of my parents came from would choose to imitate the high elves, a people who find nature so distasteful.

 

For elves, your memory is very, very short. You will never be their equals and as long as you seek to be such through obedience then destiny foretells that one day I or one like me will write the epitaph to your race, much like one day the high elves will write their own in the blood of their children, inbred and by their own laws destined to be impure"

 

"You have bought peace for your people...but at what cost to your future?"

 

"One last thing, do you honestly think the high elves will let anyone take the position but the one person on your poll they support? If you understand that then how can this be called a fair election?"

 

*With that he walks off back into the woods, a small green emerald pin on a old tattered vest under the cloak reflects the sunlight for a moment, but then is blocked by the dense trees which he slips through with a slow haste*

[Narthok 10416]

*An aged Half Elf nearing his mid 80s covered in a cloak of furs and leather reads the poll and listens to the various discussions and then turns and Vul'ibar and any others that would be standing outside the gate*

 

" Poor snow elves....always destined to be the puppets and never the puppeteer or the audience. You choose the high elves and their human masters and say you are safe and have chosen correctly the ones who would give you free will. And yet, throughout history both your self infatuated high elf masters  and their war obsessed human caretakers of Oren have time and time again shown their distaste with those that do not serve them and obey their every word and have but any small difference to them in any way. In the White Rose, in the Flay, in the Carrion and the slaughter each of these groups at one time or another placed on the elven people, and In the very threat just recently the high elves gave to slaughter you to a child if you did not obey them...the very people who would have slaughtered your race to a child if you did not obey them are now the ones who put on a podium above your own kind.

 

Though what I speak is in now way just your own doing, but the doing of the other elven races as well. To think the wood elves from which one of my parents came from would choose to imitate the high elves, a people who find nature so distasteful.

 

For elves, your memory is very, very short. You will never be their equals and as long as you seek to be such through obedience then destiny foretells that one day I or one like me will write the epitaph to your race, much like one day the high elves will write their own in the blood of their children, inbred and by their own laws destined to be impure"

 

"You have bought peace for your people...but at what cost to your future?"

 

"One last thing, do you honestly think the high elves will let anyone take the position but the one person on your poll they support? If you understand that then how can this be called a fair election?"

 

*With that he walks off back into the woods, a small green emerald pin on a old tattered vest under the cloak reflects the sunlight for a moment, but then is blocked by the dense trees which he slips through with a slow haste*

Look mali'valah My people have suffered for far too long under the tense lash of foreign oppressors. The genocides, hatred and prejudice of our past will never be forgotten but for now my people are safe and happy. Yesterday for the first time ever I heard one of my followers laugh, something I've never heard in all my years as a mali'fenn. Frankly I do not care who professes to oversee the mali'fenn at this point my decisions have brought the mali'fenn to a place of peace and safety, something we have been lacking for far too long. As for the future, I will deal with that as it comes for this brief lull in the violence and terror that has plagued my kin for so long is worth most any price.