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Haelun’or ito lye’leh

We are the motherland


 

Ahern’uell elparonn’thilln mali’thill anniln

Ehya, lye’thilln vallumeyae

Haelunor’leh virae Haelunor’ehya.

Liewyn'Larihei eltaeleh walehe ohn vallein eltaliyna walehe

Larihei’nor tareman eth

 

Heyathilln’or Haelunor’ane?

Hey’aetah aheralan resavern?

Haelun’or maylu maylune’ehya ker’ante,

Iluthill Haelunor’lom,

Ilulye Haelun’or ker’ante eth

‘Karin’ento Haelun’or fiyem’ saner elheial’thilln kerante’leh Haelun’or

‘Karin’ento thilln fiyem

 

Ehya, thilln fiyem

Thilln Fi’halen taynuel

Mali’thill dont’thilln ker’ante,

Fi’halen myumier.

 

Fi’halen div’ata, malithillnan’ehya

Beloun’alliman hier’aver Fi’halen, ehya aher’erihne lin

Iylaetah’thilln hileia’sae, maehr’sae, hiylun’ehya

Iylaetah’thilln vulamana ceruan’ehya ahekarimir

Tir’arhil thilln’anniler, cruan’lomi cinh

Ehya Fihalen’leh adont’marn,

Fihalen’leh adontern Haelun’or

 

Malithilln’an fiyem’erih elcihi’thilln

elcihi’Larihei elcihiaheral’ehya

Thilln ito lye’leh

Haelun’or ito lye’leh

 

Maehr’sae hiylun’ehya

Maehr Haelunor’aher

ay’Larihei aysohaer’ehya

 


 

Okarir'thill Delos Telperion puerithn [[Haelunor]]

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A rough translation, by the Sohaerate (As unjustly demanded by the Skygods);

 


 

The blessings of countless ancient guide the Pure

Yet, we pure cry

And those of the Motherland grieve their home.

The smile of Larihei heals the mind like milk heals the body,

 

 

Larihei’s nation has been dead for many years.

 

What Silver State is not Haelun’or?

In what era do the Blessed waywardly wander?

Haelun’or of old was loved and hated,

Without purity it fractured,

Without us it died.

Next sunrise it will be reborn, said the Silver Council of Old Haelun’or

Next sunrise Silver will revitalize.

 

Yet Silver is reborn

Silver lives in Fi’halen

The Pure demanded Silver,

Fi’halen begat.

 

 

Fi’halen is empty of the wretched, and full of the pure

Sinful pigs wander near Fi’halen but are not blessed with a home

This era of silver sees the development of peace, wisdom, and health

Clever virtuosos and the mighty are revered heroes,

Silver is guided by just law, and the pains of our fracture are gone.

Yet the people of Fi’halen request more,

The people request Haelun’or

 

The pure wish a rebirth of the Silver City,

The city of Larihei and the city of the Blessed

We are Silver,

We are Haelun’or

 

Progress and Purity,

Wisdom bless Haelun’or

For Larihei and for the Sohaer

 

 

 

 

 

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"I cannae be sure bu' I think is somethin bout Haelunor" Xalid muses.

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“Maehr’sae hiylun’ehya” Dimaethor Visaj saner.

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“Maehr’sae hiylun’ehya” Alyrion Laureh’onn saner.

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[Unjustly demanded my ass. 😠 Mali not everyone can read elven thanks.]

 

“I think you’re right, Xalid. Some elven mumbo jumbo. Let’s get out of here, they might be putting curses on us!” jests Valencia Mournstone. 

 

[On another note: lots of work put into this. Ya’ll did good.]

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“I don’t know elven.” says the elven Cyrene.

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