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 | TO ALL SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF MALIN |


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Kaean'leh thilln chul'okarae” - High Prince Vulnir Syllar

 



[!] A missive would be sent to the leaders of all Elven Nations upon the continent of Almars.

“Greetings to all Sons and Daughters of Malin, I, Prince Vulnir Syllar of the recently erected Ando’Alur call upon the assistance of all of you. As descendents of the highest born son, Malin, I call upon all of you to unite for a diplomatic meeting within the high halls of my city. Splintered we lay across all of Almaris in our conclaves, and yet it is only our kin in which we can entrust ourselves to. Let us convene as one, for only time may tell what is to come.”

 

 



Signed, Prince Vulnir Syllar of Ando’Alur
Scribed by the Seat of Poetry, Sulluel Veluluai’onn

 




 

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OOC TIME : June 27 Sunday 4:00PM EST

 

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Vytrek Tundrak's brow perks at the invitation, ignorant to its purpose. Nonetheless, he makes plans to attend.

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"Unity at last?" Telos wonders aloud upon hearing the news, still lacking glasses.

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"Finally, the unity we all need." Tahlia let out a relieved sigh as she read the letter

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A certain Mali'ker, prone to bouts of agression and tantrums scoffed at the missive. "Bah, unity under a vassal state of the 'Aheral? There are two major Mali states, and both are failed. Why would there be unity under either of them?" He was about to throw the letter away, writing it off as no more than another desperate attempt to force something that could, and should never be. Before he did so however, he spotted something, a name all to familiar to him. "There is no such thing as a Velulaei'onn. Vival was the rightful claimant to the Mortal Throne, and not Ailmar. He is the one who dissolved the Clan, and none other ever had the right to lay claim to such a sacred name. Perhaps attendance of this meeting is appropriate, to set things straight." He glanced over to the other Velu'Asath, shaking his head as he tore the missive in half after.

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A young yet mistrustful Ker looked upon the missive curiously as he lingered within mountainous depths. Despite his introverted nature he found many a Mali'Ker looking to him for something to call their own. He looked toward the missive having felt he had been beholden to many a Mali calling for this dream of unity. 

 

Vival stood alongside Alyndel as he tore the missive "A Velulaei'onn you say?" He looked curiously though with a clear hint of distain, he never had any love for his Mar'malronn nor his Mal'maronn finding more admiration for the divided clans he came to befriend in his travels, seeking their own way. "Hrm a worthless name of a bygone era... still I will attend and in peace." He tips his head pondering what this city of mages would have to offer.

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A grizzled elf glances upon the missive, his inquisitive eyes scanning each line with a furrowed brow. He shudders slightly as memories of a previous vassal state under the high elves crosses his mind from long ago following the Descendants' exodus from Anthos "This usually only ends in one of two ways... Should be interesting to see what comes of it, however."

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an elfess would glance up, read, and grin the sun's smile.

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