-⊰ The Invitation ⊱-

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A letter would find itself into the hands of one Eistalyn Othelu’maehr, stamped with an uncommon seal..- The waxen crest of the Talonnii known as 'Brodielonde', gilded into admiral-blue beeswax. The letter was seemingly scented with something reminiscent of sea-salt and brine; the paper itself woven from coarse fibre that resulted in the penmanship being hardy; sternly simple, with an austere elegance. 

 

 

"Esteemed Eistalyn Othelu’maehr,

 

I understand that you have, once more, been placed upon the path of Tilruir'mali.

 

Such a.. feat must be congratulated and, in such spirit, I invite you to take tea at our mannerly estate-- at your earliest convenience, of course.

 

I look forwards to speaking to you directly and in kind.

 

With Regards,

 

Feyre Myrian Brodielonde."

 

 

@CyyanTea

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Edited February 27 by Purplelessly

[CyyanTea 353]

Golden rays illuminated the feathers of an avian, as they delivered a letter to the hands of a serene elfess, whom sat beside the remnants of a chess board that displayed an undetermined victory. A smile flashed across her face, conjuring a rosy hue to her previously pallid complexion. With a light hum she plucked a pawn from its place and set it in a considerably strategic position. "Lovely..."