Petition to the High Council

[Kyrrn 345]

 

Petition to the High Council

 

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As written upon on this 13th of Sun’s Smile, 272 S.A.
 

"Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road."

 

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To the High Council and High Prince of the Princedom of Cauróst,

 

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Let this writ serve as a petition for your consideration as I, Elerríon Seregon, seek to aid The Princedom of Cauróst and its High Council and High Prince. I have not been a stranger to you in recent years, having made this city my home. Nearly two centuries have passed since I have moved along the same paths as the greater group of Descendants. In that time spent in the Wilds, I diligently hunted all matters of adversaries of the Creator. It was the influence of my brother-in-arms who accompanied me, a Paladin of Xan, that drew me initially towards an alliance with the Sunlit Covenant within the state. My path has been drawn parallel to your own until now, I have come to understand the clarion call of elHalern’yulln. In your founding principles, I see hope that Elvendom may turn itself to be an active force, a sculptor of destiny rather than a relic awaiting the dust.
 

My life has been one of service in many guises. To the White Court of the Númenaranyë, I offered my blade as Ranger Captain of the Royal Guard, my cunning as Huntmaster of its wilds, and my stewardship as Seneschal for the White Court, and Lord of Caladras, where I learned that true strength lies not only in stone keeps but in the prosperity of the land and the people who tend it. I have governed and defended; I have planned harvests and commanded skirmishes. I have known the weight of command and the duty of preservation.
 

Now, as a Templar sworn to the Virtues of the Most High and a hedgeknight whose oath is to the Realm itself, I seek a cause that marries zeal with wisdom, ambition with Order. In Cauróst and with the Sunlit Covenant, I perceive that rare union. Your rejection of apathy resonates with the Radiant Flame of my very Soul.
 

Thus, I present myself not as a supplicant, but as a resource. My petitions are these:

First, to place at your disposal my experience in logistics and governance. As it was, administering Lordship through management of lands and serfs, and organizing a Royal Court and Royal House as a Seneschal were unglamorous foundations upon which glorious endeavors were built. Should the High Council have need of one to oversee supplies, coordinate infrastructure, or advise on domestic stewardship, I offer my learned hand.
 

Second, to lend my martial and strategic skills. As a Ranger Captain, I specialized in reconnaissance, frontier defense, and the tactics of the wild. All of which are valuable skills for a realm that must be both enforcer and protector. I can train scouts and soldiers, advise on security, or serve as a strategic advisor to el’Annilir.
 

I seek no title, nor lands as Caladras is a memory I carry, not a claim I press. I seek only a place where my decades of toil and learning can be of use to a vision I believe in. I wish to prove myself a Laureh’ir in deed, if not yet in formal title: a seasoned blade and a watchful mind in service to our people.
 

My sword, my quill, and my counsel are yours, should you find them fitting for the great work ahead.

For the dream that was kindled beneath northern pines, and for the future you forge each day.

In service and respect,

 

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Ser Elerríon of House Seregon,

Templar of the Aengul Malchediael, and Knight of the Realm

 

[Unwillingly 18108]

A copy of the petition meets Galahad's desk. He pins it to his wall, and considers his candidacy for the following days.

[DankuzMemuz 61]

Traskaath, the Woad Druid would come across the missive when he had ventured to Caurost. He smiled and rejoiced at his friend's missive for he knew what he was capable of. He was excited for what was to come for he knew, the last time they had met the Realms were much, much different than they are right now..