A Resolute Departure

[chaosgamer_ 764]

Rha’kir signs the parchment swiftly before putting down the feather. He proceeded to throw a heavy bag over one shoulder with his belongings. He walked over to a few Kharajyr and departing High Elves to help them move their luggage. A bright shimmer of hope is in his eyes. Hope for a bright future for all the Elves involved and Kharajyr.

[Malaise 1570]

Nadal Ravexi looked upon the masses that made pilgrimage to the sacred demesne of Renelia-Gladewynn. Silver banners and tribal standards decorated the ranks, bathing in the bright light of a waning sun. 

 

“Lay bare your grievances with a failed, tarnished state. Welcome, brothers and sisters – kharajyr and cubs. Let us look on as the degenerated Sohaer weeps. In time, naught but empty homes will grace that forsaken peak.”

[Tulan 443]

"And so the craven elves have submitted themselves under the tyrannical boot of the Empire." Lyam Merentel shakes his head upon hearing the news.

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[Zhikarta 4064]

1 hour ago, Vorgraven said:

"And so the craven elves have submitted themselves under the tyrannical boot of the Empire." Lyam Merentel shakes his head upon hearing the news.

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Ailmar wonders if this Lyam Merentel realizes this missive is about a group of former Haelun’or citizens and the Kha moving to Renelia, and not about the peace treaty between the Elves and Oren.

[Johann 2498]

“The menace of the Kharajyr have alas been liberated from the walls of elCihi’thilln, for too long have they been a crippling, divisive force on the blessed citizens of elCihi – admittedly, they have done much in subservience for the State, however over time they have encroached upon the fundamental rights of the Mali’thill, restricting their freedom of expression and always instilling pervading dissent. The exodus of the Kharajyr, as much as it may have been a terrible loss of manpower, was a greater advancement of elMaehr’sae Hiylun’ehya, liberating our city from the terrible clutches of the lessers”, said Muriel  as he read through the many Kharajyr signatories of the letter, a voice of conviction echoing his chambers.

 

Directing his attention to the claims of the Laraethryn, he comments accordingly, “The very act of bending one’s knee to the dominion of an inferior is reprehensible, an unforgivable insult to ‘thill principles. They are foolish in clinging so adamantly to the belief of elCihi’s alleged decadence, unable to acknowledge the Herculean efforts so recently advanced in ridding the Cihi of the impurities they speak of. Lareh’thilln exists for the very purpose of upholding elMaehr’sae Hiylun’ehya, a bastion of Larihei’s teachings, the bulwark of her ideals. Stating that elSohaer is maintaining a ‘powerbase’ is parochial, myopic and inane – his prosperous reign is one mandated by the people, not by some foolish self-fulfilling prophecy. It truly pains me to see another illegitimate, splinter Mali‘aheral clique in the league of it’s many failed peers, another one bound for a fruitless, disillusioned and fraudulent pursuit of elMaehr’sae Hiylun’ehya.”

[Kimika 268]

Eve happens across the missive, taking a break from her work to glance over it quickly. “About time... I’ve only heard bad things from Haelun’or... I hope they find happiness.” She nods approvingly, tossing it aside before continuing to decorate her new home.

 

 

[Linde 119]

Luavyn Aldin sheds a tear for Ri’Haskir; already missing the Kharajyr’s presence in elcihi’thilln. @Ryloth

[Reginald11 73]

Elric Reed glances at the suitcases he had packed years ago, sitting in the corner and filled with all his necessary belongings. “Well- Suppose i’m not a medi’ir now.” he’d mumble to himself, before picking up the neglected cases and placing them on his bed, crossing off another day of countdown before his departure to Athera, a knot forming in his stomach as he worried of what haelun’or would become like for Valah after the departure of the Kha and others. “I suppose this would be a good place as any...” 

[_Elrith_ 4525]

In the depths of a dark and bitter cave, a sulken creature lies amongst the rot of corpses and decay of plant matter. No breath leaves its maw, no warmth upon its fingers – only the sound of grinding steel and reverberating metal. Tattered rags covered the mechanical beasts deformed chassis, shadowing its grotesque visage from sight, except for the glow of its sunk, beady green eyes. There, within the confines of the cave, it continuously sharpened a rusted and dull black blade. Each movement slow and unwavering, the rasp of iron piercing the silence of the cave with every repetition. When it spoke, only foul and gravelly words came forth from behind oxidized teeth, sounding as if they echoed inside a metal chamber before spilling out. “They speak with brittle, honeyed words, but mine have a certainty to them – like that of steel. My flesh may be gone, but there is a purity in the lack thereof. Begotten. Ill-rotten. Forever-shotten.” The animati paused in its self-centered speech, then spoke. “Though my flesh may be gone, there is a purity in the lack thereof. Begotten. Ill-rotten. Forever-shotten.” For a moment the mechanical being turned its attention towards the far off exit of the cave, and spoke, once again. ”Though my flesh may be gone, there is a purity in lack thereof. Begotten, ill-rotten, and forever-shotten. My certainty is a given. My purity is unforgiven. My being, inevitable. My purpose, unsuitable. I am regrettable, but I am inevitable.” With the sound of grinding gears and creaking steel it stood. ”My purpose, to prevent the inevitable. Begotten. Ill-rotten. Forever-shotten. My purpose, to prevent the inevitable. The inevitable, impurity. Valenar Laraethryn. El’rith has found. Purpose.”

[LotsOfMuffins 1358]

19 hours ago, Kenzo74 said:

"What stagnates progress more than the turmoil set ablaze by power-hungry hypocritical fools, who, in their incompetence, spent their days only undermining order and bringing about chaos?" The soon-to-be sworn in Okarir'san rhetorically mused as he peered over the missive, shooting only a brief glance to his student and guard "Haelun'or will prevail like it has before and those so-called mali'aheral to whom the name of Larihei is not even familiar, those few whom, tempted by the promise of power joined up in this short-lived theatre, they will have done Elcihi a favour by rooting themselves out like the weeds they are." 

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”Hmph,” Emeline huffs, leaning back against the couch casually while sipping a cup of tea. ”I look forward to seeing them perish, then. Is that what you could consider ‘impure’? I may not be the most versed in the ins and outs of what it means to be pure, but I do believe following a path of greed could be counted as as impure.” The ‘fenn lets out a sigh, furrowing her brows. For a moment, she pauses, a bead of sweat forming alongside her forehead. A moment later, her eyes glow a dim white as the missive is lit aflame. ”Boring.”

[Zhikarta 4064]

On 2/4/2020 at 4:08 AM, LotsOfMuffins said:

 

”Hmph,” Emeline huffs, leaning back against the couch casually while sipping a cup of tea. ”I look forward to seeing them perish, then. Is that what you could consider ‘impure’? I may not be the most versed in the ins and outs of what it means to be pure, but I do believe following a path of greed could be counted as as impure.” The ‘fenn lets out a sigh, furrowing her brows. For a moment, she pauses, a bead of sweat forming alongside her forehead. A moment later, her eyes glow a dim white as the missive is lit aflame. ”Boring.”

 

Like many times before, Ailmar Velulaei’onn was wandering around the halls of New Magaralin somewhat aimlessly. He sat himself on a nearby bench, and quickly drifted off to sleep. A dream came to him, reminding him of the Renelian festival a day after the coronation of his brother. He was speaking with a sharp-tongued ‘ker that evening, who had insulted a Renelian councillor. A very specific scene unfolded in this dream, where during the nearly 3 hour long festivities a couple sat on a bench for the full duration of the event.
 

”Who were they again?” the ‘ker asked himself the moment he woke up again, for unknown reasons captivated by the scene. ”But of course! Aerendyl with a scarcely dressed Snow Elf! They surely were cuddled up close for an awfully long time. I truly wonder if the snakes of Haelun’or that scream for purity accept this behavior!” After this, Ailmar fell back asleep, speaking to one in particular. The question that had plagued him for weeks finally being answered!

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

Some Dark Elf ponders why the un-blessed, pale skinned Mali feel the need to attempt and lord over the Mali’ker. Glancing about to his kin. He laughs. For he does not care to know.