Ascendance | Your Triumvirate

[Smithers 388]

 

Once more stood the Weeping Swordsman, Silir'ilume, before a congregation of his peers. A light of focused purpose seems to diffuse across his visage. The base of his robes undulates slowly with the wind, and the light of the sun splays its rays across the golden embroidery of his garb.

 

He raises his arms in declaration and speaks, his voice amplified by some eldritch might so that all across the city - even those not present - are able to hear his declaration.

 

"Citizens of Haelun'or - my friends and comrades! Your voting has come to and end, and in its place has arisen a means through which you might collectively impress your wills upon the world! I present to you the names of your heads of state!

 

 

I declare your Medi'iran of the Triumvirate to be of the names Kalameet and Silir'ilume!

 

I declare your Sohaer of the Triumvirate to be of the name Avern'dionne Adriane!

 

 

May the glorious society of Haelun'or flourish under the leadership of the executive Triumvirate, and may you make your wills known so that they might carry them out.

 

Remember, my friends - these are no halcyon days. Remain ever-vigilant in the face of deceit and stagnation. Blessed be the city-state of Haelun'or, and blessed be the children of Larihei that inhabit her.

 

Pursue eternally the maehr'sae hiylun'ehya and the fulfillment of its philosophies. Search everlastingly for the star in the East, for with it comes the radiance of intellect and the progression of our magnificent society through development of the arts and sciences. May your executive Triumvirate lead your nation successfully through any dubious times ahead."

 

The golden-elf bows his head, conceding the floor of the forum to any who wish to speak.

[Dohvi 622]

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