THE EDICTS OF GLADEWYNN

[Treshure 5818]

 

 

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Missives are sent across the elven woodlands.

 

I have returned from my roving, and I am displeased. 

The once proud clan of Ithelanen has scattered across the wind. The rumors of their once greatness are unfounded. My Gladewynn, the Kingdom that I unearthed from the whispers of Alders past, lays as some derelict relic of what once was. My brother, Kairn, has disappeared. I have slept for centuries, returning only in times that my people required me most. That time has arrived.

 

I bear no tattoos, so that I may watch in secrecy. This secrecy ends now.

I, Thexan Ithelanen, claim reign over the Alderfolk and the Clan Ithelanen.

I assume the titles of Gladewynn, as it was risen on my accord, and I abolish them fully. I challenge any fool who would dare oppose my dominion.

 

Lastly, I declare an emergency meeting in the next Elven day within Irrinor. I summon all Ithelanen and Alderfolk, so that they may bear my witness and partake in the coming reform.

 

ITHELANEN SLEEPS NO LONGER.

 

((Tomorrow @4 EST))

 

[Chase 3793]

Evar'tir, an Ithelanen elder across the seas, catches wind of a missive from foreign lands. Upon reading said missive, he raises a brow. "Gladewynn? Sure. But to attempt to rip Clan Ithelanen itself from Aneir'in? Ehhh.." He says aloud to himself within his quarters, pensively re-reading the claims. He then pauses, remembering the titled were previously annulled. "Waitamoment.."

 

Tilruir'tir reads over the missive, sighing lightly to himself. 

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