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A missive is propagated within the Capital of Haelun’or 

 

To Prophesize 

 

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3rd of Sun’s Smile, 

Year 75 - S.A

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MALI’THILL,

 

 Silence will deafen the streets of our city as darkness envelops the once roaring hearths of our homes, and in memory only, shall laughter and cries of joy dwell. Ruin and decay shall come swiftly when the scowling winds mock our once great Bastion of Silver as the sands draw closer, blinding those who had not the sense to shield their eyes.

 

 Unnumbered, shall the tears of our people be and the world shall set its back upon us. No sound nor echo of our demise shall be heard. Quietly, shall those wicked with ignorance go into the night, vanishing under the light of distant stars. Their triumphant glee will turn to horror - though too late is the hour of their recognition.

 

 And when at last the gales subside and bereft now, is our Haelun’or of life - YOU will have made a crypt of my home.

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AND IT SHALL BE SO

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Edited by Gavin_
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"There must a be a Fennic spy within our walls," A high elf concluded, "Who else would write such blather?"

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"I don't trust prophecies." a Mali'aheral maintained vehemently "Only ancient shamans and rabble-rousers prophesy the future. Anonymity suggests the latter, and these are almost always wrong."

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"What a joke... " Speaks a Goliath of an Uruk as he toses away the prophecy missive. "Doomed are those who think they can stop progress and change..."

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A Mali'Thill hero grips the anonymous missive and he gulps hard. A sweat drop down his brow. He smiles openly, yet the beautiful elf knows more than enough to dismiss prophecies, much less than those of Larihei's chosen people. Purest of blood, and therefore the most ready to receive her visions...

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