The Calith Conspiracy

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THE CALITH CONSPIRACY

By the hand of the Okarir'sil in the year 190 S.A.

On the 9th of the First Seed, Year 190 of the Second Age, the Calith Conspiracy was unveiled to Sohaer Inariol. After being further investigated by Okarir'sil Relfyn Treyre, we can conclude that we will need to consult all the parties involved for further elaboration on their travels, words, and collaberation outside of el'Cihi. Suppose the Tribal Chiefs of the Vale desire a conference on whether or not there are political agents of their own at play. In that case, they are free to contact the Okarir'sil Relfyn Treyre or el'Sohaer Inariol. Arrest warrants have been released for Seth Calith and Sillumir Soris.

 

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Relfyn Treyre (Author): As of today, the Calith Conspiracy has been unveiled to the Haelun'orian government. If you have knowledge of Soris and her whereabouts, or the whereabouts of Seth Calith for questioning, please notify us. Soris is to be arrested and court marshaled, upon being questioned, if she is found guilty she shall be removed from the military. Seth Calith is considered a Vale extremist with ties to authoritarian Wood Elf organizations. Keep an eye out for his influence in el'cihi.

 

For law and order, Relfyn Treyre, Okarir'sil (Discord Pronouncement, Vigil Chat)

 

This matter shall be conclusively investigated over the coming months. The Silver City condemns political violence and violent questioning.

 

Signed, Relfyn Treyre

 

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(Will fix formatting when I'm home, just releasing this for posterity, and to allow people to role-play about current events.)

 

[_Sheylo_ 1177]

Some long gone Elf somehow comes across the information and pamphlet. His brow furrows as he reads along the information, a subtle click of his tongue. "I guess we're in that era of the cycle again if they are going after those two.. Mali'ata taking over a city under the guise of following Larihei's footsteps once again.." And so he turns back to suit up his kit once more, leaving the paper in pristine condition on whatever inn room or otherwise he had been staying at that night, off to more adventures and knowledge seeking endeavors.

[Amuletic 926]

Golden eyes scan over the missive with a particular familiarity. Veralya Wynasul then utters under her breath "First, they take over my lands. Then, they follow me here..." She'd look up from the missive, her gaze narrowing as she arose from her seat to file the paper away with a variety of other notes "Damn druids..."

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Sat within the depths of the Eternal Library, Valindra turned the page of one of the vast journals of haelunorian history, her offhand dipping a dark-feathered quill into a pitch black inkwell. As history was made before her, she took the liberty of committing it all to the page in swirling elven script.  The fall of the once Maheral would not soon be forgotten, it seemed. The 'thill's own thoughts on the matter, however, remained entirely her own.

[MailC3p 2403]

A former Sohaer sat in his newly aquired house when a knock came to his door. As he opened the door he found the parchment rolled up and laid at his feet. 
 

he took it back inside where he unrolled the parchment and read it. 
 

“Seth? Soris? Vale Extremists?” *The former Sohaer could not help but release a hearty chuckle to no one but himself. “I understand neither supported even my Government when it had power, but to claim them both Valeites near 5 decades after the war had been settled, then sure even the repopulation of the cihi means not for the Government surely has no brains nor sanity.” 

[trinn 5128]

Kathiri Fi'talareh adjusted a spyglass to level upon her gaze; she squinted through it, pointing the device unto the missive. "If the Malaurir so desires his legacy to be cleared and untarnished from the records of the Motherland, he best find his way back to elcihi'thilln and defend it." 

 

"We are Mali'thill, afterall. A good debate is the least one can muster, if he is capable."

[KillerMaid 636]

A wood elf, a former Sillumir and citizen of Haelun'or read this. She now stood in Haense, in a kitchen with an apron on.

 

"Man this keeps getting weird... eh, back to wedding cakes."

[_xMika 284]

A lone mali'ker seated on the lumber chair of his office held the missive between his veiled digits and with a bright smile forming on his plagued visage of his he spoke "Oh boy, seth my friend what have you gotten yourself into this time?" with a placement of the missive on the wooden desk laying before him, the 'ker couldn't help himself. He snorted and a loud cackle came quick after he found the situation at hand simply to amusing to take seriously