Anyone Can Say Sorry

[Supremacy 3361]

 

The Free Elves

 

 

 

It is because you so deigned me with a reply Fake Malin, that I will deign you with one, Fake Malin. And it is so I state to you quite plainly, that any elf can say sorry. Any elf can write two words-- any elf can claim they recant. And yet, it takes one who is more than lies and threats to take action. And it takes more than an apology for many of the affronts against elf kind for one to simply accept.

 

Is it, dear False King, you merely apologize for each and every affront your citizens did face? Or is it you who will act to rectify this?

 

Is it you who will rectify the elf by the name of Damai, who does Waltz into the cities of other elves claiming, and one quotes "I own you". Is it you who will rectify the State Sponsored schism of Laethis Izalith? An elf hunted by Haelun'or which you have protected, by threat of War, time and time again? Or perhaps it is you who would work to rectify that not a single dark elf does inhabit the empty city of Ebonglade. Allowing the Warhawke to be exiled despite making up the great majority of the Ashen Kin.

 

You see dear False King, your crimes extend long beyond a simple threat. They extend so far that the King did attempt to dissolve the military of the high elves. They extend so far that the King enabled his citizens enemies, the children of Laethis, to go free. They extend to the elves of the Sirame who, without hesitation, have decreed "another genocide was necessary". They extend to celebrating he who declared a genocide-- the reviled Phaedrus. Tell me King? What will you do?

I see no actions.

 

 I see only idle words of a elf who impersonates the greatness of Malin. I see the words of an elf who has recognized his wickedness, but will do nothing to rectify his crimes.  For if these crimes were Malins he would rectify them, or resign so another might not make the mistakes which were his own. The memories of a race with members who live a millennium are long, I assure you dear King. These acts and the lack of repentance will be remembered for many years to come. 

— A True Son of Malin

[Sky 0]

"STOP!" shouts Toren, rubbing his temples from the migraine.

[garentoft 9265]

Dirk Novokain leans against his chair as he SCREAMS INTERNALLY

[Calioos 91]

Cal face plants into the bar, as all the other drinkers have left by now and he's wasted.

[trinn 5143]

"I'd like to say sorry..." The Mali'aheral begins. "...I feel so bloody sorry for you!"

[Leric 1097]

Mali'aheral,

The hour is late and I must rest so that I have the ability to respond to the onslaught of posts you'll have prepared for me when I'm awake, surely.  Meet with me instead of writing, meet with I, Tristin Tresery so that I may attempt to rectify these mistakes, and action can be had. Refuse to meet, and there will be no action.

Signed, 
   Tristin Tresery

((seriously tho let me ******* sleep) 

[lawnmowerman 3040]

"Its high noon" says Vitallius loading his arbalest alongside his retinue of men-at-arms and knights

[ski_king3 0]

"This one insists removal by coup to be a schism, that the Warhawkes are populous, and that Tristin is without action. I hope this was written by the one who worships a dragon. Only that would make this better." Laethis would tug the missive from wherever it hung, closing it in his gauntlet and uttering a phrase, pausing a moment, than uttering another. Yet it was long enough that when he dropped the crumpled sheet, it would remain ablaze, soon to be naught more than an ashen heap.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

"Oh literally for **** sake, there was not ******* Schism. Haelun'or at the time was essentially a decaying corpse, now it is on the mend and you risk it becoming a corpse again. YOU ARE NOT FREE! The Dreadlanders will BETRAY YOU, they are but cutthroats and thieves who long for enemies to fight! The Uruks will BETRAY YOU who wanted to collect the skulls of our kin to honour a dead Rex and who corrupt the land they tread upon! These are people who before warring with Oren wanted to KILL US! Your propaganda is dividing our collective people apart so far that when your so called 'allies' do betray you there will be no one left to protect you. Get it through your silly little heads that this is not the best course of action for what you seek." remarks a remarkably flustered and frustrated Orsino reading over the poisonous Propganda of Kalenz Uradir XIVIVIXI once more reaching for the drinks cabinet 

[Jentos 9422]

Raveran sighs "Oren, Norland, Vandoria, Courlan'... Now elves, elves be' rebellin'!"

[Publius 4098]

Idas Uriar'tir slumps forward, grumbling quietly for a moment. As his posture begins to stiffen, his pitch becomes higher and louder, his face filled with indescribable fury. He begins to flex, the tensity in his body absolute as he finally reaches a fever pitch...

 

"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

 

As he runs out of breath, he quickly speeds out of his home and looks about frantically, knowing he must heed the call of Malin!

[Anderssn 1115]

The streets of Haelunor run red after the visit of the lonely horseman.

[Eranikus 348]

Taynuel wanders into the bar and joins Calius, slamming his forehead on the counter. "I've not had enough rum to deal with this today."

[func_Soap 410]

3 hours ago, Will (TauFirewarrior) said:

honour a dead Rex

"As do the elves a dead King?" a travelling Carrick would ask after escaping the destruction of his home.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

Just now, mra8ur93ss said:

"As do the elves a dead King?" a travelling Carrick would ask after escaping the destruction of his home.

"The Mali'aheral do not honour Malin, they do not follow his teachings or guidance. There is no honour in propaganda." Orsino retorts