The Fevered Dreams of Malin'Onn

[Minuvas 3193]

Minuvas jolted from his sleep, a feeling of a needle piercing his eye as he roused immediately from his sheets.

"There is no King, but Malin" the voice said.

As Minuvas looked about the room, a bearded Elf with dull eyes swirl into existence at a chair turned backwards.

"Father..." Minuvas simply said "Here for real this time, or is this another one of your illusions. Am I actually awake?"

The figure flicked its nose "A Princep now is it? You ready to stop this shite you been putting on?"

"What shite Dad..."

"Imperial Elf, all that bullcrap. You ready for the truth for once?"

"Dad, I really don't..."

The older elf rose from his seat, growing in size as a blaze crackled in his eyes "You're going to sit - and listen...for once"

And at that, an ethereal looking Elfess - an apparition - appeared in the seat next to the other

"And after he tells you the truth, I'll tell you the real truth"

"What...my dear, I have always told the truth! Now Min listen here....the blood of Malin'Onn flows in our people. You haven't heard of them? Course not, most of them died fighting the Emperor's wars. The rest of the Elves did their best to hide the truth. The way of Malin is the only way of Elven unity.."

"Don't let him fail to tell you how the Malin'Onn were murdering Irrinites for 'decadence'

"And Decadent they were! We are the immortal children of an Immortal prophet. Perfect, we need only model his way. Our - YOUR ancestors, the Malin'Onn were going to unite the Elves! The way of Malin is the universal vision for his children" The older Elf says with a clenched fist.

"Yes, my son. This warrior blood flows in you. As does the poet and the scholar....the Eldari of the Pale are as much you as the Malin'Onn. They embraced the way of Malin without trying to put every Druii and Tali'Mali to the torch. There is no King, but Malin is a message of peace - of love, of all Malin's children" The motherly apparition offered her son, placing an ethereal hand on his shoulder.

"Bah! Pansies, the lot of them. Listen to your old man, those race traitors would rather listen to plants instead of a literal immortal - do you see what Im getting at, son. ?"

"Those 'plants' my dear, are essential to the Mali'Ame. You always so easily remember 'There is no King, but Malin' but you forget the other part of the way of Malin.The reason we left the Silver State in the first place - and their exclusive purity, it can bring no Elfdom together."

The two Elves, looked at Minuvas. Their voices echoing as one "All Elves, equals"

"Do not believe the other Elves, Minuvas. They wish to lie and condemn your people, forgetting it is they who divide the Elven flock. It is THEY who have trayed their race!  Wyrms? Purity? Aspects? There is no King, but Malin!"

"Yet you must also be gentle my son. Malin's flock has many creeds, not all things profane him. Can we be so sure the Malin'Onn could understand the will of father Malin? You are not just a Malin'Onn my child, you are Eldari - and you must bring our people together. Your people are capable of more than violence, and more capable than retreating from the world of men - you must bring our people together."

"By the Blade!" Cried the older Elf

"By compassion and wit.." Said the female apparition

"Seek and ye shall find" They said in unison.

Minuvas would jolt again from his bed, this time, the room was empty. Only sweat on his brow. He would grab a glass of water, pouring on his brow. He would look out at Ephesius, at the Ebonwood. Elves gathering in greater and greater numbers to this cause. Yet where would they go next? What would be their purpose?

"There is no King but Malin....all Elves are Equal...seek and you shall find...was it all a dream?"




 

[Cepheid 4304]

Leandra Laraethryn, the once Lady of a forgotten Aldemar pondered from a ship not too far off, over the days within the Pale and if the current elves know the truth of the culture afterall she was once at it's heart. The Bride of Dragons then drifted off, perhaps going to pay a visit to those of the Empire rather soon...

[Lhindir_ 3691]

Valandos Elverhilin's brows perk at the missive.