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Signed on the 15th of the First Seed, Yr 60 SA

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United by common blood, common will, and a common vision for Elvenkind, the Snow Elves of the Principality of Fenn and the Dark Elves of the Principality of Nor’asath do hereby agree to the following terms of union, to which the signatories and their heirs are hereby bound in perpetuity in the absence of mutual desire for amendment or termination.

 

The Fennic Remnants are hereby reforged as the Principality of Fenn.

 

The Principality of Fenn hereby recognizes the Prince of Nor’asath as the rightful Prince of the Dark Elves, to be succeeded by his heirs.

The Principality of Nor’asath hereby recognizes the Prince of Fenn as the rightful Prince of the Snow Elves, to be succeeded by his heirs.

 

The Principality of Fenn hereby cedes the caverns beneath Ikur’fiyem to the Principality of Nor’asath.

 

The Principality of Fenn assumes control over the diplomacy of the Principality of Nor’asath.

The Principality of Nor’asath is granted a powerful voice in the diplomatic affairs of both principalities.

All prior treaties and diplomatic obligations of both the Principality of Fenn and Principality of Nor’asath are hereby considered null and void.

 

The Principality of Fenn assumes control over the military of the Principality of Nor’asath, spearheaded by the Prince of Fenn and the High Sentinel of the Ivae’fenn.

The Principality of Nor’asath shall maintain its own military, aided by the Principality of Fenn.

The rank structure of the military of the Principality of Nor’asath shall be merged with that of the Principality of Fenn outside of either principality during peacetime, and within both during wartime.

 

The Principality of Fenn guarantees full autonomy to the Principality of Nor’asath on unlisted matters of governance, including but not limited to the law, religious affairs, stewardry, and taxation.

 

The resulting diplomatic and military entity comprising the Principality of Fenn and the Principality of Nor’asath shall henceforth be known as the Dual Principalities of Fenn and Nor’asath.

 

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Signed,

 

Vytrek Tundrak

Prince of Fenn, Prince of the Snow Elves, High Sentinel of the Ivae’fenn

 

Zirath R’Ikarth, Prince of Nor’asath

Prince of Nor’asath, Prince of the Dark Elves

 

Ayred Drakon

Halerir of Fenn

 

Sevrel Valin’dar

Lord Warmaster of Nor’asath

 

Sarya Ithrandos

High Iylanhir of Fenn

 

Netseth Loa’chil

Councilor of Nor’asath

 

Sigirath Tundrak II

High Terhir of Fenn

 

Rhaella Othan-Ashwood

Matriarch of Nor’asath

 

Arevthor Tathvir

High Quenter of Fenn

 

Ruathar Indoren

Grand Steward of Nor’asath

 

Anerian Thulun R’Ikarth

Councilor of Nor’asath

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Ayred Drakon points to his own signature, saying "Hey, that's me!" His voice echos through his home. . . "Honestly forgot I signed this." He'd admit after to the empty halls. "The 'ker are pretty cool though. Think we could have stomping parties, like the annoying flat-mates we are?"

 

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"Haelun'or's in trouble."

Taevas pondered. "I should head back. I'll definitely visit Fenn.. I can't wait to inspect the new design. And I have to catch up with old friends."

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Through the cold snow storms of the north, the new city was created. The people of Fenn once more stepping out of the shadows and ruin into the light, a fallen Princedom made whole again. Now, with a new ally. A elf gaze drifts upon the city, a light smile forming. "Some kind of Elven Unity... let's hope it remains. But now, focus upon the basement ghost." 

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The cold-eyed Fennic 'Ker gives an imperious smirk at the reading of the notice, regarding the merge of his cultures in a mighty confluence of states. A Feeling of pride, overwhelmingly present in his expression without uttering a single of word.

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A Man of the North looked over the missive with a wide smile, "Unfathomably based. Being united doesn't work for all -- though I predict this shall prosper and finally put the elven race on the map." The man then threw several layers of shirts on and three jackets before venturing further northward.

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the dark elven man would smile upon reading the missive "a new beginnin' fer our kind..." he said as he watched his kin down the street, all busy with moving in their baggages

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Velsyni Indoren, who was less than fond of anyone or anything with a skin tone other than a shade of grey, gave a frown of disapproval. But she also saw business opportunity so she turned that frown upside-down.

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Aver'wyn reads the missive, smiling to herself as she sips her tea. "Oh wonderful. I look forward to seeing the new place."

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"This is a momentous step for our peoples, may our unity prosper for a long time." Ruathar Indoren smiled widely, his mood shifting slightly as he looks over the ledger with a furrowed brow as he took stock of all the goods he still needed to have moved to their new home.

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Netseth recalled his initial meeting with the Prince of Fenn, "This is the best step for our future, to be among Mali whom share our values." the lord of the Loa'chil grew comfortable in his warm caves, prepared for the challenges ahead.

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Rhaella Ashwood would pack up the items she had in her apartment, ready to move to yet another home, one of many for her in her lifetime thus far.. She pressed her lips thin for a moment in thought as she picked each leather-bound book up and placed it in a basket... She signed this agreement aye, but what future would come of it?

She heard her daughters speaking in the background, children grow fast don't they?

With that she smiled softly
"Remember girls, it will be far colder than we are used to.. So be sure to pack and dress well.." 

We will see, but hope was all she could have, especially in times like these. 

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