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A notice is pinned to the walls inside the dark elven establishment

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((Note, only if you can get inside the darkie-place can you see this. So in other words, if you're white you likely won't see this. Those that can know who they are))

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Buubztik ponders on the notes contents, which he is able to do because he is dark of skin.

Bubztik would see the notice

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Demagol Doomforge arches a brow at the paper, being dark-skinned and amazing "So, ye're blamin' t'e whole bunch fer ah few bad eggs? Soun's like 'iogh elven nonsense tu' me. An' also, Ah've neveh 'eard of ah 'Vierna Kamek' befer. 'onestleh, w'oeveh pu' t'is up is ah bloody stark ravin' mad lad, makin' up names."

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"Ah just shut up. You're throwing a fit because no one is following you like they follow the Chancellors. Moving your gate won't solve anything llir."

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Dak'ir plucks one of the notes from the wall, reading it over as he stands next to Demagol. He nods his head to Buubztik as he enters the hollows because of course a shaman is welcome!

 

"No no. He speak the truth here. The dark elves are to remain neutral in all elven events. Pale elves and what ever may be a threat to all of us not included of course. But I have see this girl around the town before. The mali'ame have no kept any promise to 'hunt' her as they said they would. My only concern is that should war come again I do not want the dark elves to get dragged into it."

 

He scowls as Vernia is now in the cave, making noise.

"Perhaps if we had homes we'd have more people, yes. But if I had the following that the chancellors had I'd make my way to the nearest cliff. You're an idiot if you think my goal is to have a large following. I am not some egotistical fool looking to inflate my reputation. I am only looking for a place where dark elves can be safe."

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"Sounds like a baby fight between children." Says the amazing and unbelievable handsome but also freaking fabulous blue haired Dark Elf

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Having the keys to the current gate, Art reads the notice and makes his reply.

"Forgive us for putting minimal effort into hunting a woman who committed the horrific crime of building a tower. Perhaps our willingness to help would be strong if Haelun'or was less intent on blocking off all paths to our city, stranding our populous. Not that you or Dak'ir care for Cerulin's populous, even though it contains many of your people, who will stay among Cerulin's folk despite these attempts of yours to isolate yourselves.

If you have so much disdain for us, then pack up and leave. Though I guarantee you most of the mali'ker won't follow. This arrogant isolationism may seem best in your mind, but look around at the mali'ker whom have integrated themselves into Cerulin's society, made friends, and even family. They are equals among us who choose to make Cerulin their home due to having the same disdain for Haelun'orian ways as we do. Should you continue on this course of action, ask yourself:

Is this the path your people want? Or is it what YOU want?"

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Lyrell frowns as he turns to face Art.

 

"You only consider people equals if they make home within Cerulin and have the same disdain for Haelun'or's ways? Strange policy, but if the chancellors wish for this to be, who am I to question them."]

 

Lyrell then flicks at the note lightly, turning to Mizz or Dak'ir.

 

"May I have a copy of this? For documentation purposes of political history."

 

As Lyrell, I do make frequent visits to Cerulin and as the post doesn't dictate a time but more a location (to which I have been inside previously for saving a dark elf!) I presume that I could of potentially been there during the commotion!

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Lyrell frowns as he turns to face Art.

 

"You only consider people equals if they make home within Cerulin and have the same disdain for Haelun'or's ways? Strange policy, but if the chancellors wish for this to be, who am I to question them."]

 

"That is not what I said, nor what I meant. Come to me with a willingness to discuss and I may spare the time to sit down and explain further what I conveyed just now, but seeing as you're most obviously here to twist my words to demonize me I am not sure if I should bother."

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"That is not what I said, nor what I meant. Come to me with a willingness to discuss and I may spare the time to sit down and explain further what I conveyed just now, but seeing as you're most obviously here to twist my words to demonize me I am not sure if I should bother."

 

Lyrell raises an eyebrow at the comment.

 

"It's what I heard, I didn't twist anything I simply misheard. I would happily sit down and have a civil discussion but you seem to already assume the worst out of me. Perchance we can all look past our assumptions of others based on their heritage and move on."

 

Lyrell would then pull out a note, whilst speaking to quickly jot down what the note said and pocket it, after he finishes speaking Lyrell flashes a smile and walks off.

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Lyrell frowns as he turns to face Art.

 

"You only consider people equals if they make home within Cerulin and have the same disdain for Haelun'or's ways? Strange policy, but if the chancellors wish for this to be, who am I to question them."]

 

Lyrell then flicks at the note lightly, turning to Mizz or Dak'ir.

 

"May I have a copy of this? For documentation purposes of political history."

 

As Lyrell, I do make frequent visits to Cerulin and as the post doesn't dictate a time but more a location (to which I have been inside previously for saving a dark elf!) I presume that I could of potentially been there during the commotion!

 

"He's not a Chancellor, nor does he speak for us."

Ac'aelu grumbles.

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"Who the feck let in all the pale-skins"

 

Mizziyrn would rather aggressively shoo them all away practically ignoring anything they've to say.He would ,however, cram a copy into Lyrell's hand, before he is removed out of the cave.

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

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