Unto Bronze, Silver Mitigation : A Preface

[Stag 3234]

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A bird swooped just outside the window of the mali'aheral's window giving

off a piercing chirp before resting into the makeshift nest tucked against the

stone His new room full of crates and papers, as well as his companion pets.

Ever since the recent Hydra attack on his guild's faction home the lynx

began taking the time to make preparations for something greater.

Plans to rip stone and bark, turning soil anew so that one day when 

these plans were put into action a new age of progression would 

commence for the mali'aheral. No longer would tunnels cloud 

the eyes of Malin, No longer would silver walls be abused by

feral degenerates. Seeds will grow without fear. Festivals

without interruption. A spire will grow like a tree casting a shell

of defense around silver.

 

A bulwark against all else.

And so the elf continued to imagine.

Plan.

Devote.

Progress.

 

 

*Anyone in the sanctuary may begin to notice the cluster of papers

appearing in the next couple weeks, the elf Iatrilemar looking more

tired than usual*

[Dohvi 622]

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