An Ultimatum

[Dakirennis 959]

Several parchments find them selves pinned to the notice boards within the Under City and Laureh'lin.

 

 

As of now, Mori are not to be accepted within our hollows unless particular demands are met.

 

Some Mori have proven themselves to be better than their brethren that once dwelt in Asulon and have strayed from the path of barbarism. But fear will always lurk that they may return to these old ways and become spiders once more. Under the condition that they step forward before asking to join our ranks and announce their heritage and vow to never sow the seeds of discord within our home then they are free to dwell along side us. As well, they must reject their disgusting queen of blood, spiders, and degeneracy and of course not disrespect our Ancestors. However, should any trace of their old ways return they will be removed instantly. Half bloods on the other hand will not be damned for the choice of their parent but still must state that they are in fact half bloods. And finally, any Mori that lie about their heritage and are found out will be dragged into the sun before their execution. Those who appeal publicly will not be harassed for their choice but keep in mind that a close eye will be kept on them in case they become barbarians once more.

 

Any Mori that wish to step forward and make their presence know can do so on this thread.

[Baconthief 682]

"Let us hope they still stay away, damned barbaric pagans"

[Guest]

A Dark Elf reads through the ultimatum himself, and stops upon a particular word, "Degeneracy? Our very race is degenerate, who is this fool kidding?"

[Supah 334]

Arveldir politely posts a footnote on the posters, "Any ker who treat these Mori that repent their barbaric ways in ways that they would not treat one of their own kin, shall be treated the same as the Mali'aheral of the Silver Law."

[ThumperJack 927]

Demagol steps forward, annoucing an obvious statement "Oi am 'alf-blood, moi entiore clan is 'alf-blooded. Wriote t'at down an' send it tu' t'e Silveh law elves, it'll give'em nioghtmares."

[Dakirennis 959]

A Dark Elf reads through the ultimatum himself, and stops upon a particular word, "Degeneracy? Our very race is degenerate, who is this fool kidding?"

 

Dak'ir simply shrugs. "Then cease what it is you're doing. You'll find not doing degenerative things is quite easy. Only and idiot let's their impulses get that out of hand and further damn our race." 

[Baconthief 682]

Demagol steps forward, annoucing an obvious statement "Oi am 'alf-blood, moi entiore clan is 'alf-blooded. Wriote t'at down an' send it tu' t'e Silveh law elves, it'll give'em nioghtmares."

My brother, he refers to half blooded Mori'quessir, not those like the Doomforge or the Hightower's in Anthos.

[Supah 334]

My brother, he refers to half blooded Mori'quessir. . .Not halfbreeds in general.

"It's a jest, Mizz. Ha. Ha. Right? You do know how to laugh?"

[Baconthief 682]

"It's a jest, Mizz. Ha. Ha. Right? You do know how to laugh?"

"Hmmm, yes of course I know how to laugh"

 

Mizz sounds uncertain himself. He'd try to laugh alone, in a dark room, but only dust comes from his mouth.

[Aptrotta 162]

Aldrea Lunrivre takes a parchment from one of the walls before returning to his cavern in the mountains outside of the city. Spiders crawl out from their nooks and crannies following the Ker. A few larger spiders descend from the cavern's ceiling suspended by their thin spider silk as he reads. "Hmm..." he hums to himself rereading the parchment over a few times. "I don't get it"

[zaezae 1098]

"I..." A woman begins meekly, "I found the Mali'aheral to be wise in their...understanding of the decedents. I believe that we should as well." She comments aloud to whomever would be around the note at the time.

[Dakirennis 959]

Aldrea Lunrivre takes a parchment from one of the walls before returning to his cavern in the mountains outside of the city. Spiders crawl out from their nooks and crannies following the Ker. A few larger spiders descend from the cavern's ceiling suspended by their thin spider silk as he reads. "Hmm..." he hums to himself rereading the parchment over a few times. "I don't get it"

 

Dak'ir wonders which spiders beyond the average household ones Aldrea is seeing, as the pests had been removed years ago.

 

((Aka, big ol' event))

 

"I..." A woman begins meekly, "I found the Mali'aheral to be wise in their...understanding of the decedents. I believe that we should as well." She comments aloud to whomever would be around the note at the time.

 

"When it comes to the Mori our understanding is that they took slaves, bathed in blood, and  worshipped spiders. Several dark elves here were even their slaves and could share their insight. But I do know that not all Mori did such things. While in the Fringe a Mori helped construct the walls of our first settlement. This is to find and protect the good ones as well as let half bloods know they have nothing to fear."

[Amorphbutt 199]

Dezar frowns as he finds the notice. 

 

"Haelun has taught me how to speak the tongue of the presumably long dead mori'quessir. It is quite odd for this banishment of a /dead/ race to be brought up, is it not, maln?"

[ThumperJack 927]

"It's a jest, Mizz. Ha. Ha. Right? You do know how to laugh?"

"Oh..aye jest! Aye! Oi totalleh was jokin' 'bout sendin' t'at to t'e silveh law! Ha ha!

 

Demagol sits down and finds a sudden interest in his sword sheathe.

[Baconthief 682]

Dezar frowns as he finds the notice. 

 

"Haelun has taught me how to speak the tongue of the presumably long dead mori'quessir. It is quite odd for this banishment of a /dead/ race to be brought up, is it not, maln?"

"Do not speak that dirty language, it's an insult to the ancestors themselves"

 

He'd give the young darkie a smack

 

"Using it is as if you cheated on your wife with a dog. That's the shame and dishonor you bring with every word of that blood-stained tongue, although I doubt you care for your ancestors given your mother's teachings"