BOUNTY OF THE SEA.

[Duarchist 309]

 

 

 

The cheers of triumph echo through Amathine as we celebrate a valorous victory over the leviathan serpent that dared to disturb the tranquility of our beautiful shores. 

 

The collective bravery and determination displayed by every persons that joined the hunt is awe-inspiring; facing such a formidable creature was no small task, and yet each of you stood your ground united and gallant against the challenge that loomed from the depths. We feel it crucial to mention the endeavors of the druii Av'lenniel and Nenar, and Waveborn member Ithwen, who all showed exceptional prowess and courage in slaying the beast and tending to their fellow crew members.

 

In recognition of these merits, alongside an invitation to be inducted into the Waveborn Order, Lord Admiral Eagus Roitarion henceforth bestows the following titles of honor to those who were in attendance:

 

To Nenar, for her resilience and perseverance, Illivira's Undying.
To Sumana, for his fortitude and composure, Illivira's Dauntless.
To Av'lenniel, for their finesse and tenacity, Illivira's Miraculous.
To Ithwen, for her altruism and spirit, Illivira's Selfless.
To Theo, for his vigilance and initiative, Illivira's Inexorable.
To Valmir, for her diligence and mettle, Illivira's Unwavering.

 

Your resilience and unity have not only safeguarded our shores but have become a shining example of triumph over adversity that we expect your fellow mali to emulate. May this victory be a symbol of Amathine's strength, fortitude, and unwavering commitment to protecting the natural balance that graces her coastal havens. 

 

 

 

 

LORD Eagus Roitarion, Admiral of the Waves, Forestwatcher of Illivira

 

Ithwen Mallental, Mariner-Scribe of The Waveborn Order, Illivira's Selfless

 

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Thanks to @Akrassia for running this and @DragonofTatersand @marslolfor coordinating with everybody!

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Art by Stijn Windig.

 

[Hyperdron 290]

A certain Av reads the missive to themselves quietly as they sit in the sands of the Sanctuary's beach. While the 'ame allows a small smile, their gaze rises towards the waves; beneath that blue beyond, amongst the harrowed reef, lay the broken bodies of ships and sailors, destruction left in the creature's wake. A huff escapes them as they roll themselves to their feet, surveying the lapping shore.

 

"Still work ta be done."