Letter to Thexan

[Rig 17591]

 

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A letter would be privately pinned to Thexan Ithelanen, notably in response to his letter The Edicts of Gladewynn.

 

Dear brother, it has been some time and I am aware that for many years, like me, you have been away from this weary world and enjoying the boons and benefits of a life far more befitting of our noble kindred. The wilds untamed and majestic and the bounty of the earth available to us for as long as we draw breath, the isle has always been kind to us. However, your letter penned with good intentions has reawoken fierce contempt in some and aroused patriotism in others such as myself. The titles of Gladewynn were dissolved years ago by myself and my kindred upon returning from the Wilds. 

 

Being referenced as a ‘Prince’ was a mere moniker to make it easier on the polite Valah we were interacting with, and truth be told I am more akin to a “liege-lord” without all the strict rules and baggage associated with the term. Upon the lands that once belonged to Gladewynn, then to Alderyn, then to Renatus and the Empire we have settled a new fief to resurrect our ancestral hearth: Camlannen, the Home of the Alder Elves, and keep of our hardy bloodline. A new clan has flocked to us and we currently aim to build a society wild and free; untamed by bureaucracy, and untamed by ravaging degeneracy.

 

Aneir’in, the Chief of Ithelanen, stands with us rallying his bloodline too. My Vanethelans remain with me, my sons and daughters by relation if not by blood, and we hope to return to our idyllic lifestyle we had prior to the Coalition Wars. As you are of my blood and stock, we will arrive with you to your meeting. Let it be known that the Alderfolk do not slumber, but merely reside elsewhere peaceably. Gladewynn, the realm of our forefathers now enfeoffed to us by our allies, stands now as the staunch woodland of Camlannen.

 

With respectful adoration,

 

Kairn Igus Ithelanen, The Bronze Lord

[Treshure 5818]

A letter is penned in response.

 

“Brother,

 

I must admit that I had not been aware Gladewynn had been dissolved prior, lest I would have erred the task entirely. The missive in and of itself spoke to a higher degree of the work that must further be done. Where-oft our fabled blood roams, bounty follows. I do not doubt the earth gives way to our feet; in quiet times, we drink rich on the natural beauties this land provides us. The Blood of Alder lives on, and will enjoy this quality for time immemorial. In this sense, we are not sleeping. We are eternally lucid and entwined with the woods around us: watching, waiting, and living.

 

Yet it was not what I referred to in my letter. When we had first emerged in the Dominion’s early days, the realm itself twisted to our ambition. There is a nascent power that sleeps. It is time for an awakening. When we meet, I will tell you of what is to come. I will never forget the song of our people,

 

And in that strange light, a lost people found unto themselves. No gates or walls marred our land - only the trees, and silent eyes within.

 

But there is yet more.”

Thexan Ithelanen