A Calling to the Truth

[The Night Owl 45]

 

[!] This missive would have been dropped from a black mass of ravens to the citizens of Laureh’thilln on the 9^th of Malin’s Welcome, 1738

 

A Calling to the Truth

The Sil’Eldivu’Oem Goal

 

I first stepped in the city of Haelun’or, with hope in my heart and desire to bring about a great change for the better of the Mali’Aheral, the Lye, I heard good tales about the good it brought to this world, but sometimes things are too good to be true. I hoped to discover myself and learn how to help the Mali’aheral further themselves and their culture to withstand against time itself. However, I have discovered a shadow, one that left me empty to the core. If you’re a Mali’aheral, I plead you to read these words and if you do not believe me, go out and discover the truth for yourself. As all this information is out there, the truth is waiting to be uncovered.

 

This Shadow I found, I have confirmed with multiple sources for it to be true, while no concrete proof can be brought forward due to the somewhat competence and misdirection the Sohaer took to cover his tracks. It would appear actions on himself and against others which were careless, this was what allowed to let this information dribble out, bit by bit, for one such as me to uncover.

 

The Sohaer, Dimaethor Visaj, conspired with those who practice Dark Magics. He uses this to dominate, not only the other Descendants but his own people as well. Regardless of your political opinion on the philosophy of Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya, this is a complete affront to our race. This hinders our progress all so one man can hold power. Dimaethor Visaj had let his own family fall into these practices only to toss them aside so it couldn’t trace back to him, rather than directing them on the Path to Purity. Raewynn Visaj had an affair with a Blood Mage and swore an oath to Iblees, and Elrion Visaj was a Naztherak, the worst part was Dimaethor knew and did nothing about it. They were not the only Dark Mages that Dimaethor knew of, former Okariran, members of the blessed Silver Council, Rosilya Laerin’syr and Crumena Izalith were among them.

 

Know this, Dimaethor Visaj, you hold no power over the Mali’aheral any longer, for the truth is being brought to the light. The web of lies and deceit you surround yourself with are being cleared, you know what is coming to you.

 

As for you, blessed Mali’aheral, more of the truth will be exposed in due time. For now, let this information absorb and realize that everything you know about Laureh’thilln, is built upon deceit and hypocrisy.

 

To you, those who aid in the corruption by staying silent, I implore you to do better for not just yourselves, but our people. Come forth and take the name of Divu’Oem to speak out against this hypocrisy and heresy. We, as Mali’thill, deserve better than the current regime of Haelun’or that casts out those who dare speak against them. You, blessed citizens, are the victims in this, therefore it is up to you to seek redemption. 

 

DIVU’OEM 

[Parion 1130]

Nelgauth is confused, remembering how the Sohaer banished Rosilya, Crumena, Elrion and Raewynn...

[KorusPrime 130]

A blond chef looks over the missive, and shrugs, ”Elsohaer not only denounced Rosilya, he also waged a war against Crumena. Where do people come up with this crap these days?”

[Tigergiri 3073]

Andria takes no care when crumbling the missive under her own red heal. ”Filthy words.”

[Kenzo74 755]

An on-duty Sillumir guarding the blessed assembly crouches down to pick one of the missive, scoffing faintly as he rose an amused brow under his mask, subtly crumbling the worthless propaganda as he tucked it into his pocket, not wanting to dirty the Citadel with it as he murmured “Ata taeleh, ikur sanan.”

[Ryloth 4321]

Haskir glances over the missives. He can’t even read! ”Owh, awh nawpkeen.” He pockets the missive to later use for wiping his mouth at dinner.

[UmbreScye 535]

Uppori Visaj glanced at the crows dropping the missives from the sky, the red paint staining the floors and windows. “Staining the state with horrid blood red hues only speaks to the impurity that the writer attempts to hide with their somber pleas.” She spoke slowly, gazing at the blue windows becoming tinted with dark dyes... A frown followed her comment, as if expecting there is still more to come.

[Knox 1029]

 

 

 

 

12 minutes ago, DivuOem said:

 

 

[!] This missive would have been dropped from a black mass of ravens to the citizens of Laureh’thilln on the 9^th of Malin’s Welcome, 1738

 

while no concrete proof can be brought forward due to the somewhat competence and misdirection the Sohaer took to cover his tracks.

 

DIVU’OEM 

 “Well, can’t work on this if no concrete evidence is there. Rumours and conspiracies made by our enemies to tear us apart.” said, #066, tucking the missive into his pouch.

[Safryie 275]

Amelia would walk on by, the tap tap tap of her walking stick echoing through the streets until she came to a sudden stop, glancing down at the missive as someone had discarded it on the street, she’d begin to bend down to pick it up before giving a grunt of pain! ”Fock me back!” She exclaims, before giving up on the missive and hobbling off.

[Holyland 3650]

An old, brusque father utilises the missive for great Orenian backside-wiping, with no effort to read the culmination of Elven thickness.

 

”Obvious enough.”

[MeteorDragon 3441]

Velgar Tulvin, the high elf, would look at this, exclaiming ”I knew it! Blasted High elves were hiding something!”

[Lasombruh 612]

A forsaken Mali’ata reads the missive, lips curling upwards into a grin. He too knows the truth.

[Venomous_Voop 489]

Kailu chuckles "Of Course, Classic Of Them”

[Cepheid 4304]

Caestella would smile warmly as she read over the missive as it eventually made its way to her. She let out a sigh as she took in the warm sea breeze that was blowing through her ship. She put the missive in the filing cabinet marked important. The infamous mali’aheral is relieved for the truth to be set free soon. 

[FenHarel 536]

A red-haired elfess read a missive she found on the ground, raising a brow. ”What have they gotten themselves into now..?” She murmured to herself before tossing it over her shoulder with a shrug. ”I’ll have to tell father about this when we finally find him.”