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A CHANGE IN NAME

Issued at Year 168 of the Second Age, 14th of Sun’s Smile

 

 


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Let it be known throughout the realms of Lurin and beyond, that a grand transformation is upon us, one that shall shape the annals of our history and mark a new era of prosperity, justice, and unity. As the sun sets on the dominion of House Anarion, we, the sovereign heirs of Lurin, do hereby declare the ascension of House Uialben to the throne. Casting away our fake adopted oppressive titles in exchange for what is synonymous with the bloodline of the Lurinite founders. With profound reverence for our storied past and unwavering determination for a brighter future, we embark on this journey of change and renewal.

 

The Lurin regality wishes not to be synonymous with a bloodline tangentially ensnared in a family on the coattails to Liliyana Carrington and Karysmov Faroe, something that people seemed to bring as some type of dig onto not only the previous Trade Nation of Sutica, The Defunct Magi Nation of Llyria, but now our fair new independent state of the Lubba.

 

With this change, not much will truly change. To put it simply, the surname of the ruling house of the Most Serene State of Lurin will be reverting back to what it once was before Lily Helenson-Anarion adopted our previous Silver Lubba. The Reigning Silver Lubba feels this change is necessary. To reclaim our true heritage, rebuild a once great house. To be something more than what we once were. 

 

Henceforth, the Silver Lubba and her immediate family will be Anarion’s no more. It served us well. However, it no longer suits who we have been freed to grow into.

 

May House Uialben grow stronger than it once was in eons past. Long may we prosper and progress. 



 

The Silver Lubba, Lumia Uialben

 

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[!] Perhaps what one may think is nothing more than a momentarily sentient tombstone of a Trade Father, would rumble in relishing the glee of the change to be made.

 

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[!] An old face finds their way to the Lurin gates, looking upon the familiar architecture of the nation borrowed from a long buried city. A sigh is exhaled before they make their entrance.

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An ancient elf welcomed into the Uialbens in ages since passed grinned menacingly, rummaging through her collection of crowns.

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