A Message to All | The Amber Cold, 1621

[Eidolons of Elysium 14]

 

 

Across several major cities are small missives posted in every nook and cranny the poster could find. Stuffed under doors, between the crevices of gates and even in some cooking pots. Upon each is golden oak symbol emblazoned on each piece of parchment.

 

In this world where bloodshed runs rampant

A plague like no other, that no magic or medicine can cure

 

It comes to us to decide where we draw the line,

Where we must pause and think,

 

Why?

 

The hostilities that lay between the Descendants must cease. 

We are all kin, brothers, sisters. Sons and daughters of the Four Brothers.

 

Iblees's taint will never leave us so long as we allow the division thrust between us to exist.

We must not give into an absolute, empty peace. Where there is no one, and nothing left to fight.

It comes to us to put away the swords, bows, spears, and spells.

It comes to us to realize that a path of destruction against our kin will only end in our demise.

 

We are the ones who can make a better world for our children and their children.

We are the ones who can deny Iblees his power over us and  rise above as one unified peoples.

 

We do not ask this to happen suddenly of course,

Blood feuds run deep, grudges even deeper. 

 

But, there must be a point where it becomes too much.

 

Greed, Pride, Wrath, Isolation.

 

To overcome these curses is to overcome a mountain.

But it can be done, together, as one.

 

A world of peace, a world where we as Descendants can fight together against the evils that threaten our world.

 

For now we remain hidden for the ideals of peace will often be met with violence and hatred.

But soon we will rise, to bring a peace that will bring no bloodshed or loss.

 

This is what the Eidolons of Elysium stand for.

We are the ones who will help the Descendants live on.
 

 

Will you join the cause?

 

 

 

 

 

[rukio 8924]

Upon seeing one of the notices, Lily would cease, reading it over, smiling as she sees the ever obvious symbol of the Eidolons. "It comes to us to put away the swords, bows, spears, and spells." She reads out loud, repeating the words and slowly lowering her head as they ring true to her. "War has done nothing but weaken us...peace among ourselves is the only solution. We have other threats to worry about." She says to no one, then runs off, knowing now what she has to do.

[Dry Crackers 268]

A scarred Wood Elf in armor finds a flier nailed to his front door in Linandria.  He tears it down with some force and steps inside.

 

"Well, I'm certainly not holding my breath," he remarks to the little room after reading the message.  "If only we could have peace so easily."

 

The flier lands atop a heap of faded and many-times-scraped papers on the Elf's little desk and he heads for bed.