A BUTTERFLY AND THE SILVER ISLES, A BLESSED UNION ANNOUNCED

[reko 133]

[!] A brightly decorated missive inked upon smooth ebony parchment had been pinned to the Haelun’orian notice board.

Its large, white font was sure to catch a bypasser’s eye along with the ornate drawing of two elves presented next to one another in equality.

 

 

 

 

- THE BLESSED UNION OF MURIEL URADIR AND EVELON TELPERION -

1766

Citizens of Haelun’or,

 

A historic day is upon us. Within this Elven week shall an Uradir be wed, namely the formation of the blessed union between Muriel Uradir and Evelon Telperion. The event serves as an end to the accusations of disregard for eltalonnii’sae that the Uradir have endured, indicating an optimistic beginning of a dawning prosperity of a distinguished talonnii. Furthermore, the marriage is a symbolic unification of two talonniian that have become unmistakably intertwined with recent history, one that is to set the longstanding Uradir-Telperion union in stone, a revitalising force for the Telperion and the Uradir alike.

Let it not be forgotten that it is also an occasion of celebration, for our blessed citizens have long deserved the jubilance of a wedding.

This letter serves as an invitation to the supreme honour of attending the blessed union of Muriel Uradir and Evelon Telperion, of which is to be held at the Eternal College of Haelun’or within this Elven week. All citizens of Haelun’or are expected to attend.

- THE URADIR-TELPERION BALL -

A CELEBRATION OF OPULENCE AND SPLENDOUR

 

In a spirit of festivity following the serendipity of the day, a ball is to proceed the marriage ceremony at the Uradir-Telperion manor of the Northern expansion. The ball is to be held in celebration of the union, with all attendees expected to be in their best attire, embodying the themes of purity and grandeur. 

Shows of culinary finery shall be provided to esteemed guests, along with an endless stream of only the finest local brews that shall only serve to succour flavour with piquant zest. Other pleasantries shall be entertained as well, such as tasteful music to compliment the mood and a breathtaking venue for pleasing the eye of the beholder.

 

 

Signed,

Evelon Telperion

Muriel Uradir

[[ The event takes place at

3 PM EST on Saturday, 16^th of May

at the Eternal College for the marriage ceremony, Uradir manor for the ball.]]
 

[Johann 2498]

“An Uradir is wed at last.” 

[ImCookiie 1950]

”Ah! How wonderful— Let us gather, lliran. Larihei guide them in amiable future.” Annilerir, Adeline Cuth’arlin commented to no being in particular, a certain contort in her dim countenance, manifestation of utter pleasure in her utterance in continuous search of the finest garment.

[gross 46]

The ‘indor halted on his path to the clinic as his remaining eye spotted the peculiar missive by the notice board. He narrowed his eye as he read, a gentle smile tugging on his lips as took in the news. “My my...” He uttered softly

[shay 2582]

Azorella’s eyes flit over the notice, a look of repulsion quickly spreading over her otherwise pallid features “I see they took no heed to my words.” she scoffs, crumpling the paper before promptly tossing it from her office down to the main floor of the citadel “I suppose no less can be expected from mali in their position.”

[Sorcerio 4712]

Olrin prepares to make a very special gift for the occasion!

[Princeton 396]

Talar begins cleaning and polishing his most fancy weapons and armor for the event!

[squakhawk 14043]

Anethra gave a wired, thin smile as she looked down upon the paper with a cocked head. She looked to her wardrobe, witnessing the two outfits she most commonly wore; one of black, and the other of blue. She set down the invitation, both hands before her as if to pick while stepping across her bedroom with light taps of her shoes against the paled floorboards. She took the black dress, looking over it; a thought glazing over her mind, brushing the used silken fabric with a bare thumb. She looked up and considered thoughts which danced around her head mockingly, before looking down to such rather listfully oncemore. Half lidded, dim yellow eyes looked to the soft black cloth which stared it’s scarred face back. She set the cloth aside, looking up and taking a moment to pause; before turning, and stepping back unto the bed in which she rested with little further upon her mind.