The Pedantic Election — Nominations

[Supremacy 3361]

 

 

And so it is the will of the Tilriur'tir that an election be held to verify that which the council did so believe to be obvious. In order to indulge this pedantic show, no doubt influenced by perhaps unresolved confusions about the true identity of Laethis as an impure, it is thus the Tilruir'mali of Haelun'or so opens elections on the positions so challenged for their "legitimacy".

 

• Tilruir'mali
• Tilruir'indor
• Tilruir'nor
• Tilruir'lliran

 

Beyond this, mali'aheral are also notified they may challenge any other council position in Haelun'or— if they intend to do such in the near future, now is the time. Given that the citizenry perhaps might be tired of the twice-weekly elections which now continue as a result of these semantics.

 

There remains 9 elven hours to nominate yourself if you seek to challenge any of these listed positions, or other positions.

[Anawkin 247]

"I nominate myself for lliran, expect a speech this day or the next." Lentos proclaims, beginning on his speech.

[1 1393]

Irhamir stands, looking around the aheral with a calm gaze.

"Recently I had resigned from Tilruir'nor, giving Salazar a chance."
He pauses for a moment, taking a breath.

"This has led to multiple issues. The first and foremost being that our blessed race is being deprived of food. I had often restocked our food supplies, leaving the aheral to do as they wish without starving from day to day."

He blinks for one moment,

"I still am the one in charge of giving out access to the farms, as Salazar is seemingly unaware of them even existing. To add onto such a prominent issue I have seen Taeleh doing most of the resource collection. I have yet to even see Salazar ask a single aheral for resources to advance our blessed race."

"You may call me a Laethizoid if you wish, but I'm sure you would have a political opponent in a position than an indolent nor."

"While I have been away from this position I have restocked upon many wares, that the state so desperately needs. This includes both ferrum, hay, quite a bit of fortitude oil((Protection books))."

He sighs, his eyes darting about to the surrounding buildings,

"I also wish to push forwards an economic reform focused upon shops set up about. Something I was admittedly ignorant of previously as we were faced with an amplitude of political issues. This reform will be focused upon making sure all of the shops are restocked, while giving out many more to any that wish to own one that is able to actively restock it."

"I nominate myself for Tilruir'nor."

 

"Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya"

[Treshure 5818]

1 hour ago, ShameJax said:

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"I lack the motivation to continue as Tilruir'nor, and while in previous times my enthusiasm would be ample for such a position, the case is no longer so. My zeal is nothing but dead, and I do not wish to continue dragging my lliran on as I hold vacant actions in this office. Perhaps in another time I will find myself willing to take up the mantle once more, but such will not be the case for many years.

 

I relinquish the office of Tilruir'nor."

[Overland 349]

“I’d not consider nine Elven hours long enough at all to prepare a speech. It seems rather suspicious to make the time that short.” remarks Andria Ith’ael on a quick visit to Fi’ceru.

[Blocky 151]

"Your determination to remain a Tilruir is outstanding. I had not thought you'd go as far to only permit Elmali'aheral to nominate themselves for nine Elven hours just so you would remain apart of the Silver Council."

[darthgummybearz 5]

"I would like to be considered for the position of Tilruir'indor, with full plans arriving soon. Our literary situation is in shambles."

[candlite 77]

Abigail makes her way to the gates of Fi'ceru, entering the city. As she looks to the tavern, full of conversation with mali'aheral.

She then turns her head to look at the main center of the city, shaking her head as she notices it is still a swamp.

"This is not the Grand Silver City..."

"This is a swamp, our mali'aheral shan't live in such conditions."

"I'll...we will not fall anymore as this damned realm has placed us."

"We are mali'aheral, and we remained pure so long...We must save our cihi."

Abigail speaks in her mind as she goes to apply for her first political run of Tilruir'mali

 

 

[Wendigo 786]

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