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A Necessary Meeting

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Within the Under City of Annil'sul, the mali'ker stir. Marching towards cathedral in unison.

A meeting had been called by Dak'ir for the general populace of the city to discuss future endeavours. Laws, planning, announcements. This gathering would be the first of hopefully many.

 

 

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Dak'ir stands in front of the shrine, awaiting his people's arrival. 

 

 

This meeting would only be know/open to dark elves living in the Under City. Any outside dark elves who wish to join are free to ask for entrance.

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Mizziyrn is present

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Mizziyrn glares at Syndaria, now is not the time for tom-foolery.

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A face seldom seen in the halls of the Mali'ker soon arrives, standing near the door of the cathedral to merely observe.

 

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Alakagh enters in the cathedral and looks around the place to see who came to the meeting. Then, he notices the particular seldom seened mali'ker and widens his eyes. "Where in the nether were you, Yriel?!"
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Veldryn hops down onto the cold ground but has no fancy picture to show it.

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Demagol walks in, sits down, and munches on a bit of bread. Also does not have a fancy picture for it.

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Alakagh enters in the cathedral and looks around the place to see who came to the meeting. Then, he notices the particular seldom seened mali'ker and widens his eyes. "Where in the nether were you, Yriel?!"

 

 

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"Taking care of and educating the current Matriarch of the Malvaesil." Yriel would reply quite smoothly. "Regardless, I hear you've been doing well for yourself. Ihnsil'ikur, or Riv'tahu?"

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Dak'ir scratches his cheek idly, smiling to Elayne as people gather and converse.

 

"We'll begin after a few more people arrive."

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Z'ress sits down in a corner in silence. Her dark eyes hidden under her white hair. Her fingers drum against a new wine bottle she had stolen from the bar. Her eyes looking at Dak, but never looking right in his eyes.

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Arveldir steps into the temple and gives a light sigh, dressed in his Ihnsil'ikur uniform as he crosses his arm and takes a seat, glancing up to Dak'ir and nodding. He glances around briefly at everyone present.

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