A Warning To Elven Kind

[Peter Chivay 2494]

 

A man in a strangely familiar uniform runs about Thales with a large bag of parchments, he runs to each major city posting them with a nail and hammer to various notice boards. After doing so, he even hands out parchments to citizens on the streets, hoping to spread the word as far as possible- "Ave Chivay." Seems to be the only words to come out of his mouth when asked a question.

 

The parchment reads:

 

A missive to Elven Kind and those who wish to reform old Malin

 

To whom it may concern,

 

The Elves of Old were a boil on the face of this world, to see them come back would truly be a step in the wrong direction and I, a man who remembers the days of old, will not hesitate to do what it takes to be sure that they do not resurface. This message is a warning to all those who not only support, but act in the reformation of the Elves of Old- rivers will run thick with the blood of your kind if you so choose to pursue these ambitions. Do not think that humanity has forgotten your acts of degeneracy and heresy. For a short time those who have assaulted your kind have allowed you to live in peace, I would hope you keep it that way.

 

For every rose that wilts, another is pollinated.

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Edit: Music added for effect. Now removed.

[Aelu / Rel (Combustionary) 1540]

Aelu reads over the paper, before glancing at his town's walls.

 

With a satisfied chuckle, he tosses the paper into his fire.

 

"Let them come. The walls will hold."

[susitsu 871]

"Ooooh...so this is that White Rose thing everyone has been talking about..." He blinks a bit, realizing what this means. "Oh. Disguise time."

[A Spooky Witch 156]

Poppy walked along the main road of the Thales idly on a sunny day. Catching her eye, she spotted one of the many notices and fliers hanging about bearing such messages. Tilting her head to the side in curiosity, she read them.

 

"Who're these people...?" She asked quietly to herself, being too young to have remembered this certain Orders reign so many years ago in the lands of Anthos. Stuffing the notice in her bag, Poppy carried the contents of the letter back to her home for the others to see.

[Lawrna 440]

The Eternal Librarian does a ghostly jig after hearing this.

 

"Oh goodie! More dead to party with and more lessers to be... gone!"

[Arkelos 1027]

"Unless their dead rise from the ground like zombies, I have no worries about them. Thought I do respect the Rose." The white haired Elf speaks, "That will not, however, shake me from my path." she looks to the council, before smirking. "Take them seriously, but proceed as usual. We have reforms to make and changes to be had if we want this successful."

[Merkaken 516]

Popo sighs. "Not this **** again..."

[Sentlit 108]

Cyrus simply states "I certainly hope not."

[Devland99 180]

Konstantin thinks about joining them

[Ford 1996]

Valic mutters, "Ave Chivay, Ave Humanity, Ave Imperium. The Elves can be a danger to themselves and others at times. Everything I've read in the books tells me that old Malinor was horrid."

[Supremacy 3361]

"Iyathante ito Rose'ibar!"

[RSG 9]

Silence gathers in the office of Ser Michael Mckaith, his bannerman Cole Hurvoc had brought him one of the posters, grinding his jaws over another he calmly reads the notice, flicking a lock of his black long hair out of his eye sight, brushing his left hand through his hairs and tucking the exact same lock behind his left ear.

He would start to mutter to himself about his elven friends, he gestures towards the same man to look into the White Rose organization if he would be able to find anything in the books or by talking to the surrounding men and women around the crystal sanctum.

He eventually seems to start narrating himself into the mid of night in his office, rolls of parchment being rolled out by now, the flickering light of a lone candle swaying in the room, a mild spring breeze is being send through the room.

 

"The White Rose, organization devoted to destroy Elven kind.. somehow, I personally have the feeling it would have started with the high elves, the name already sounded so.. familiar."

 

He seems to pause for a moment, overhearing a conversation about the white rose that is being replayed into his mind, his eyes starting to close afterwards, with the flash of a statue reading something amongst the lines of "Destroyer of Elves" or something alike,

he would mutter towards himself for a good moment before shaking his head concluding this would not be something of worry, at least not for now as it would not involve him, nor the people living in the sanctuary... not yet at least.

Michael rises up from his conferrable chair with a winch from the remnant's of the lashes 'o' twenty that had been send upon his own order against his back.

 

"This, does not involve us yet.. if it does, then.. I don't know.. lets just pray to the three that this will be solved peacefully."

 

With a deep sigh he releases that he had been talking to himself in the night, shaking his head he concludes he had been awake for too long, seeing a group of three men simply marching inside the barracks down below, guarding the gate before switching posts.

[John Ivory 4546]

Turronidan nods at the messenger.

 

"Aye, I agree with ye words! If only I had fought alongside ye White Roses at your many battles! I am an Elf, however... it is not too much of a big deal. I saw the likes of the people who resided in Old and New Malinor... let they never return again!"

[LeRenardNoir 413]

Donatien Brunswick smiles widely as he hears of the news, "Time to serve as my Saintly father has done before me. The elves will know fear once more."

[GavinTheViking 151]

Kaneous Klargus would hear of the news, saying, "No Dwarf or Orc can stop our soldiers, neither will a few elves. History is history."