The Celian' Coterie

[Allien 449]

 

“Fih Kaleh”
 

The Celian’ Coterie

 

The Home of The Py’lrie Talonnii

As of The 13th of Sun’s Smile 

Year 198 of The Second Age

 

ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya

 

Venerable Laurir of Celia’nor,

 

We, of the Py’lrie Talonnii, extend our most gracious invitations to you and your distinguished, noble talonnii. With great honor and privilege, you are all invited to join us within our home, under the serene glow of the moonlight, for we shall provide a stage for the new and old to socialize, to become llirian, and to acknowledge our shared loyalties to the realm, which unite us all.

 

An eventful evening is planned for you all to indulge in. 

However, the plans for the evening will only be announced once everyone has arrived, along with a grand surprise awaiting our guests. We await your response with much anticipation.

 

The social evening shall take place at The Py’lrie Keep

On the 8th of The First Seed, 201 SA by Sunset

Spoiler

Friday the 4th of October @ 5pm EST

 

 

Invitations were sent to homes of the following;

 

Her Royal Highness, Princess Illyria Ibarellan, and The Ibarellan Talonnii,

 

Evarir Sylvir Cerusil, and The Cerusil Talonnii,

Viviar Freya Athri’onn, and The Athri’onn Talonnii,

Laura’vir Yera Silveira, and The Silveira Talonnii,

Laurir Raziel Amethil, and The Amethil Talonnii,

Laurir Ronan Acaln’sae, and The Acaln’sae Talonnii,

Laurir Viserra Glanaeri, and The Glanaeri Talonnii,

Laurir Aethurayir Atmorice, and The Atmorice Talonnii,

Laurir Ciradyl Akaln’riv, and The Akaln’riv Talonnii,

Laurir Valindra

Lauririi Llora Soltée

 

Ay’pueran;

Her Ladyship, Evarir Siria Py’lrie

Matriarch of the prestigious Evarir Talonnii, The Py’lrie, and Head Clinician of the Principality of Celia’nor

 

 

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Valindra wrinkled her nose upon being mistitled, though still pinned the notice to her fridge.

[Laeonathan 5891]

"Can't believe I was ranked wrong," Laura'vir Raziel complained.

[gremlockgremlin 755]

Melatheon Py'lrie read the missive and smiled as he finished reading it's contents. He was proud as he'd then stated this while looking over the gathering spaces and banquette halls.

 

"I hope this gathering will be grand."

[Muckelpu 291]

A sigh left the travelling elf, as the invitation reached them. "Once again...this should be in Zalerya's hands..." with that Aethurayir tossed the letter into the campfire they had been resting at.