A Final Plea

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

 

 

 

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Posters and Flies dot the street, and a recently hired town-crier cries out across the streets of the Silver City…

 

Blessed Citizenry,

 

I abhor the fact I must pen these very words, in stark contrast to the traditions I declare so fervently we must return to; but they must be spoken. I refuse our trend to apathy, the silence of the ‘Thilln for a moment longer, For every moment I am here is a moment the Swamp is left unchecked, and the Chromaweave is left unwatched. I hereby call for an Election promptly, to begin within the next Month. I call for this to be run by the Malauriran and Maheral, in tandem alongside their election of a new Maheral. If the Malauriran & Maheral cannot or refuse to step up to this sacred duty in this desperate time of urgency, then I shall do this myself, refuting my right to run in such an election to form, at the least, an Interim Government.

 

Our Way of Life has been whittled down to its barest -  we are without Sohaer and Government, and very soon to be without Maheral and a sense of Purity; Our Customs exist as nothing more than memory and spoken word among the Malauriran, all but forgotten by those whom did not embark from Almaris to this land. I do not permit Us to sit and wait, whilst apathy settles once more on the brow of the state. Here lies my final Plea; let our way be returned to, and let us, the Mali’Thilln, have the right as we have always had to choose our own fate. I call an end to this era of Tyrants, dealing in treaties behind the People’s Back. Let us Honor those whom have done the very best in the very worst of times, and walk our path forward as we ever have.

 

maehr'sae hiylun'ehya

 

OOC:

 

Spoiler

This chain of RP, alongside the idea of this post, has been a long time thing well before Mori’s Hiatus and Llir’s announcement. No ill-will is intended to them by this post.

[Kirkigar 133]

The 'aheral looked at the note smiling "My my Annyerir, how hasty. Although, necessary" he said convinced of his words "Call the Malaurir, a new Maheral, a new Sohaer, a new cycle begins"

Edited May 26, 2025 by Kirkigar

[Widu 535]

"Election..? Elections?" Miravaris scoffed, his voice laced with disdain. "As though the ruin wrought by this century's parade of failed elected Sohaeran were not warning enough. And now they clamor for more? The republic is beyond redemption."

[Johann 2498]

"I nominate myself Maheral!", declared an antiquated Uradir to literally everyone in the Tahn'ibar tavern, reading the missive over a lethal dose of coffee amidst his high-elven NPC arc. 

 

"I bet I have seniority over everyone in government right now. Youth these days yap on about maehr'sae hiylun'ehya but they've never lived BOTH sides of it..."

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

"Good riddance," a very broken old man exclaims under his breath. It seemed the moral arc of the universe bends towards justice after all.