farmerclown 3911 Share Posted September 29, 2019 (edited) Caestella Elibar’acal cackles from the depths of the Aureon Manor. She rolls over in bed and turns to Eryn with a massive grin on her expression. “Time to take their books like they took my oem’iian away from me.” Edited September 29, 2019 by dumbblondeelf Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
JEEGK 1256 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Keleyo took in a sharp inhale, shaking his head in disappointment at the news. He reached into his robes to reveal a scroll, quickly scratching out the word ‘Irrinor’. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trintastic 128 Share Posted September 29, 2019 (edited) A proud kha of the Okarn’Ame sharpens his claws on the outskirts of Irrinor’s forest.”Ajashuu’z pawz weell bee reaydy...” Edited September 29, 2019 by Trintastic 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vermy 1346 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Sulraell dances in the eternal library ”T-time for w-war, time f-for war.., time for w-war..” he chanted as he did the fortnite default dance 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ApplePieKathy 561 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Elanaril smirks, sitting down by a tree in the Talus Grove.. “Go Irrinor!” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
lemonke 1873 Share Posted September 29, 2019 “Here we go again.” Lawrence commented with a certain annoyance Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sygnus_ 159 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Aroiia Elena Drakon would sigh before saying, “I knew this peace wouldn’t last, but then again what is peace but confusion between two wars.” Aroiia would then go to organize some trainings for the Ivae’fenn. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
excited 10833 Share Posted September 30, 2019 On 9/28/2019 at 7:22 PM, Your Favorite Impure™ said: Aenor strokes his beard in contemplation, glancing over to his sheathed blade resting in the corner of his abode "The time has come again, it seems. For Irrinor." Kairn looks to his father within the Ithelanen camp, offering a nod and appearing mildly disturbed. ”Only a fool declares war when they do not intend to make it. Foolish aristocrats, the lot of them, and soon their tyranny shall be absolved from Elven memory for time immemorial.” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatGuy_777 218 Share Posted October 2, 2019 Far far away, laying on the milky branch of a boisterous tree, a sunburnt Mali’ame plays a primitive lyre. Strumming along with the songs on the breeze, birds chirping and crying with vibrant glee. Alas, a sharp CAW silences the canopy. Infectious vigor coerced to be still as the corvid nests atop the elf’s head, his wild hair acting as an impromptu nest. “Karin’ayla, metta’ii.” He remarks, allowing his feathered friend a well-deserved rest. Time passes. As doves impatiently tap their feet and budgies start to tweet, the ‘ame relinquishes a decade-old sigh. “A dead horse never dies it seems. Alliman...welp. Here’s to hoping this time’s the charm!” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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