A Summons to Elvenkind [RECRUITMENT]

[Unwillingly 18133]

A Summons to Elvenkind

 

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Often do I reminisce a time when my brother and I explored the thick pinewoods of the west. We were only boys then, but I remember it fondly. We weaved past trees and stumps, plucking away the bramble thorns that snagged on each other’s clothes and raced each other to the distant riverbed whenever we saw one. I remember being breathless after every chase, chest heaving and lungs burning. I always lost in the end, but I was alright with that. 

 

It was an age of innocent wanderlust and spirit, where the lakes whispered ancient myth and every tree stood a proud guardian above the child-princes. As I mature, I still feel the call of the wild, the deep-seated yearning for the thrill of adrenaline and bond of brotherhood, only this time it is no childish woodland chase. It is a vision, a fiery dream for an era of elven prodigy.

 

Our people have grown decadent and slovenly, which is a natural conclusion of our history, but an unnatural state for us to inhabit. Elven prodigy cannot be achieved without the hands willing to guide it. So I extend my hand, from the lonesome wanderers to the tireless warriors, let us forge a legacy that will stand as a testament to the glory of our people's history, and push the boundaries of elven dreaming. 

 

Our purpose is not merely to dream of strength, but to act upon it. It is within this action that an elven vanguard emerges, one untouched by the troubles of forgotten days and loyal only to the better future for elvenkind. Our mission is in pursuit of elven greatness through the purging of Ibleesians of our lands, embracing the warriorship of our bygone ancestors, and the rekindling of our peoples’ spirit. 

 

Your creed matters little; what unites us is a dream for an age of elves, and the dignity to be willing to sacrifice for it. Whether your calling is that of healing, artisanry, warriorship, forgery, sorcery, or are even among those who believe they lack the ability, there is a home to be had in brotherhood and kinship itself. 

 

 

Join not an established order where you are but a bystander on a roster, but the backbone of a path yet to be forged in history. 

 

Write to me,

Galahad Nullivari



 

Spoiler

This is a formal recruitment post for a newly developing elven group, open to all elvish subraces and creeds. Although there are many long-term plans (subject to change) for the direction I'd like to take this community should it blossom, and I intentionally left this post rather vague as to allow for RP flexibility and development, what I can say is that I'd like to embody the more martial side of elves that seems to have tapered off in some areas. I think we can build something amazing if it takes off.

This community isn't made of a preexisting friend group, it's being built entirely from scratch. I want anyone who decides they're interested to feel like they're involved or important one way or another, rather than the outlier of a clique of friends, because I know how disappointing it can be to feel ostracized in something you were interested in.

Although I'd prefer for you to write to me in-game if you're interested, my discord is open if you have any questions

@unwllllngly

also credit to Nectorist for helping write this post

 

[Jaslaw 602]

*Onon, as per always with his lacking ability to read was left to mumble quietly under his breath as he slowly, and almost painfully so to anyone without a patience of someone as old as himself read thru the misive* "Complacency had always Been our downfall. Even better to see people band together against the ever growing darkness too." *Mused the haenseni Wood elf, after a moment of thought admiting to himself* "If not for my curent aligances it would have Been tempting to join... I must say that much. Perhaps I shall pay them a visit regardless?" *With that conclusion. The Mali started heading off, that was to be seen when he had the moment for it.*