THE PRICE OF A SILVER TONGUE

[Pinks 353]

The snow dots the face of the mali'fenn archon, a bird dropped her a copy of this letter, but rolled her eyes and immediately as she saw the words 'Silver state' written in bold on its title "Haelun'or is doing the thing again" she groans loudly 

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[Pintape 170]

"A win-win, if you ask me," murmured Aerus Tathvir, reading the missive with unmistakable interest.

[Nimbus_Strike 271]

A Mali'fenn in Norland would look to the missive, before giving out a soft sigh. Perhaps it's time to visit her kin in that occupied cihi, oncemore...

[Karina 1881]

37 minutes ago, Holyland said:

A prophet, ever patriotic as much to his peoples of Cauróst as to the Solitary God, breathes a mantra.

He utters a low prayer beneath his breath, for the wretchedness of the Silver Idolater.

 

 

"There is nothing the ignorance of Silver prizes more than the ignorance of others."

 

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A very confused 'thill, still at their mutual home - had well been unaware of these unfortunate transgressions. Reading it caused something bitter to etch itself on her brow, and the downturn of Sylvaras lip. Her thoughts trailed back to the conversations that caused her to leave the Silver State behind. At the least, was it some progress, for someone to finally turn their attention towards that old stone?

Better it be burned, she thought. End the experiment while there was still sanity to it. Some small grumble came after, as she reached forward to yank a sheaf of parchment. Ruin would not come to her once-home, without her being a part of it. 

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

Somewhere in near-constant vigil over the accursed Swamp, a Pale-Elf almost weeps in sleepless somberness.

 

It is not as if one would never have seen this happening, but it does not lessen the pity he feels. 

 

Still, he must watch how history speaks. He cannot hide from it, but only hope for Peace.

[_Elrith_ 4525]

@Unwillingly
 

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[molly molly molly 1329]

Greiret of Ailmere listened to the decree as it was spoken by a crier in Eldwyn, near sunset. It made his dagger ears stand at attention, and the former Sillumiran Wizard of Haelun'or listened intently, with a muted shock about his pale cinnamon features. ".. I tried to steer Haelun'or away from the violence, cruelty, and manipulation it so loves. Instead towards friendship, camaraderie, love. And for it, I was cast out like scum of the earth. How wrong I was to think that snakes would understand the value of these things-- that you shouldn't make enemies when you could make friends."

 

"This all, all could have been avoided." 

 

The Elverhilin had to leave midway through the decree. Even hearing the Sohaer's name made his heart unsteady, his mood gloomy. Solitude was sought on a bed of grass below the stars; beasts be damned if they took him. "I wonder if you are looking at the stars tonight, Valindra. .. No. I do not think you are. That gentle version of you died in Valdev. You once said this was all for me. Me, of all people. It meant everything to me, even if I didn't believe it. Yet.. This monster you have become.. The path to redemption you abandoned.. This doomed world you weave in shadow, made of manipulation, cruelty, blood-- how.. ?"

 

".. How could this possibly be for me?" 

 

None would see the still tears he shed, for he was hidden in a blanket of inky midnight; the woman he loved was truly dead. 

 

[TuggIsHere 54]

ɪɴᴋ ꜱᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ Qᴜɪʟʟ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ- ᴇᴛʜ'ᴠᴀᴇʟ'ꜱ ᴅɪꜱɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴄʀᴀᴡʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴄʀᴏʟʟ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏᴜʀɪᴇʀ ᴅʀᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɪᴠᴇʀ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ-ꜰʟᴏᴏᴅᴇᴅ ᴅᴇꜱᴋ.

ᴀ ᴘᴀᴜꜱᴇ, ᴀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴜᴘɪʟꜱ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ ʟᴇᴀᴘᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ.

✶ "ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ʀᴜꜱᴛʟᴇꜱ, ꜱɴᴏᴡ-ᴅᴏᴠᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀᴠᴇɴꜱ ᴄᴀᴡ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ʟᴏᴏᴋ... ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ."

ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜɪʟʟ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴄʟᴀᴡɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄʀᴏʟʟ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ, ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ꜱɪɢʜᴇᴅ- 

 

✶ "ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴇʟᴜɴ'ᴏʀ ɢʀᴏᴡ ᴜᴘ?"

 

[Tav 4336]

A man draped in cultural apparel roamed the city stalls at once, in search of a blade fit for only he. Both his combative knowledge, and time housed within the mainland had remained only few–-yet still he remained vigilant; prideful, even, of that just Princedom, for the tongue that spat on his respected name was one deserving of sunder.

 

If need be, it’d work as a place-in for required training. 

[mothsthetic 2250]

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1 hour ago, Unwillingly said:

thank you for the new reaction image

 

[Monty Cobra 921]

Aurus hummed. "Unsurprising. When one's true colors come out under the excuse of war and the protection of lords beneath whose table they beg for scraps of recognition, it will not be long until those superficial things fall away and everyone sees them for what they are. Quite the... ROYAL BLUNDER, as it were." 

[Venomous_Pup 2978]

A Witch grins upon the missive, all is unfolding, just as she knew it would.
"Let the Twilight begin."

[STBNL 250]

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A Caurosian enjoys what remains in tea cup, next he was seen cutting away dead leaves and tends the flowerbed near his house. News of tensions raise from murmurs then spread to the confirmed official missive from his High Prince. The scenery transitions into a uniformed Vigil'ir draped of beautiful viridian cloth, within the barrack halls sallied forth in preparations of conflict. His head turns to nerved racked soldiers alongside, where then he reassures them and boosts their morale by a mere comment alone. "Ne longer shall we be victims their treachery without repercussions. Steady my brothers, I stand with you."

[_Sheylo_ 1177]

"An odd thing.. By their own words might any of these claims be false.." An elf gently pulled on his gloves, none too worried.

"An overcast of a net for one power hungry individual."

 

2 hours ago, Unwillingly said:

 

THE TRANSGRESSIONS of the Silver State are so plentiful and infamous that even the tomes of grudges written by the chroniclers of the dwarves and those proud lineages of humankind could not encapsulate a mere summary of their misdeeds. A dishonest people would be inclined to cite the greater portion of these real offenses, not needing even to invent others, but the people of Cauróst are not merchants with false weights. Their grievances need not be ancient, nor must they scrape to find legitimacy for the justification of their demands. Of the crimes of the Silver State, five have been deemed most offensive to Cauróst:

 

 

 

[Asutto 2452]

From elCihi, a scion of the Sythaerin Talonnii, rolled her eyes at the missive. How critical Valindra was of her predecessor's tenures, citing them to have provoked death and destruction upon the Silver State, yet here was the hypocritical 'thill, following in the footsteps of her critiques. Nevertheless, she penned her mal’maronn, wishing him luck in the wars to come. @Cobbler