The Class Of Oem.

[MrJoshy 130]

A single female Mali'aheral walks through the entrance to the refuge of the silver clad elves, a light breeze following her as well. Many would not recognize her, but those that could; would easily recognize the significance of her arrival at this place. Her ancient eyes, once intelligent, now seem wise. It has been a long while since she has shown herself.

 

Gradually entering to the center of the area, though first asking a younger Mali'aheral for directions; she takes her stance, directing her voice to those in the given area.

 

"Fellow Mali'aheral of Malin; the elves that have been driven by whips of tarnished idiocy and darkness, the elves that silently gloomed as they ran; though not of choice, the elves that have lived for a thousand minds, and a quadret of lost knowledge. It has been some time since I have been with you all, though it was not a lost time upon either you nor I."

Taking a deep breath, she continues. "I have been away, studying on many things. Experimenting, and coming with conclusions to many of my own questions; sating a large percent of my thirst for knowledge. Perhaps many would go unnoticed in the five years that I was away, perhaps some missed oem dearly. Regardless of such, I offer a service long given away, and withdrawn."

"Starting in three days time, a class of self defense lessons will begin. But it shall not be a class of defensive strategy; it will be one of art, one of eloquence: One that appeals to many of you that seek something to focus yourselves on. A question that would plague you now is 'who is this woman?' Oem is called the most decorated of the Mali'aheral's soldiers; one of the most elder members of the forces that protect your walls." Ceriren takes a breath, and then lets it back with a slow sigh.

"I have served in many battles for the walls that used to protect us. Since before many of you were born. In this time, I have learned strategy, art, engineering, science, and the skills to make me a worthy teacher of any. The largest of these that I will be teaching is self defense."  The beautiful high elf lets out another soft sigh.

"Ceriren Elibar'acal will teach those that wish to learn the art of combat; for progression of mind, and health, as per our principals. Three days elven time. Now, with the theatrics out of the way, I will leave a list posted to those that will wish to take the class. And see my fiance."

 

With the message delivered out of the way, she steps out of sight. A list of names for those that are attending is left below.

 

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For the Aheral: At about 9 PM EST, October 12th, 2014, I will begin the lessons for those that wish to show up.

 

[Stag 3234]

Iat smiles from cheek to cheek 

"I would happily attend this class!"
 

[Lita 677]

Resmira's eyebrow raises at the offer, pursing her lips,

 

"Perhaps I will attend. The time might be a little late for me, however."

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.