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On the 12th of Snow’s Maiden 100 SA, an icy dwarf waddled into the under-layers of Celia’nor, seeking out the High Prince in his forge. Discovered instead was the room had been completely abandoned. A call was given out quickly, and it was determined that everything had been left in its regular place, save for a bound scroll, left upon the anvil. By mid-day a meeting had gathered, all to hear the contents of the scroll read aloud.

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"My fellows of Malin’or

 

It is unfortunate that this must be the way you hear of my departure. If it were up to me I would have made this far more accommodating, but I shall speak no more of that. I assure all those who are upset by this that they did not know me as well as they thought. I leave the decisions of Malin’or to the respective monarchs of its nations, as it is their duty to elect my successor, not mine. 

Ilusirame,

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Atheleon Py'lrie would release a sigh before going back to looking over the fields north of Fi'andria

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A large, statue of bardic nature rests in the corner of the dark elves room in Nor'asath. A cupboard under the stairs

. "Oh you're here. Little vindicator. Why so sour? Now you'll get to spend your time carting me around, my cartboy, my wheelbarrel escort. For I, STATUE OF CARNELIAN JUSMIA must spread word. A new age little Ker is here- did I mention you are extremely short?"

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An aged Mali'fenn looks over his sword, the dried blood that stained it's once shimmering steel bringing him a deep sorrow.

"Is it true? All I've fought for, is it all over? Vytrek, if you could see us now."

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An Elfess shakes her head, now wondering what the future looks like.

 

”Bloody hell….”

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An pale and mutated elf stared off to sea, her expression blank, and her hand clasping over her dagger at her side. "I know what you did." Rasped she faintly, not smiling nor frowning as the seemingly anticipated news reached her pointed ears. "I hope you can live with it."

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