The moonlit caravan

[christman 3529]

A decorated Stilt Strider caravan, flying the banners of ancient, storied clans, ferried ashen elves through Idunia’s forested north. Along their route, Vel’luah missives found purchase:

 

ɱψ ʊɦʋ’¤ռψռα-ɦαɱɛʊɱʊʅɛ,

ʋᵲαᛪ-ɱαɛɦᵲ. ψȶ¤ ȶ¤ɱ ʊʅʅռ, ʊᵲɛʋ αɛȶɦ ɱiᵲcαðα չψ αʋiαʅ¤ռ, չψ ռαᵲð¤ αɛȶɦ ȶαʅʊɦռψɛʅ ȶɦψ¤ռɛ. ʊɦʋ’ʅαɦȶ ռψᵲӄ αɠɛ¤ӄ ռαʂαʊ¤-ψɛ¤ɦ ӄ¤ʅ ɮʊɦ-ðαʂʋʊ αɛȶɦ αð’ᵲψα չψ ɱʊʊᵲɮ ʅαɦȶ αӄʊʊ ռααɮ ʅψռᛪψռ¤ᵲɛʅ.

ȶɛᵲαչȶ ʅααʋչɦɛʅ ɛʅɛռα.

ɦɛʅʊռ-ʋɛʅʊʅαɛψα ȶ¤ɱ ʊɦʋ’ʅψɛ ɦ¤ռψᵲ.

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Common translation:

Spoiler

To my wandering brothers and sisters,

Vrax-Maehr. I am Ulln, son of Mircada and Avialon, and Chief of the House Thyone. Your people have established a small camp on the outskirts of Adria and offer you respite from the diaspora.

Follow the stars north.

Mother Moon guide you. 

 

 

OOC

If you are interested in joining up with us to do dark elven diaspora RP, the camp is closest to the Idunia pillar and can be found at these coordinates: 

-1011, 22, -1087

We also have a discord!

https://discord.gg/k835SzFkxW

 

[Perkins 167]

"Helun-Velulaeya tom uhv’lye honyr! We may finally have a future again!" Vekas exclaims happily at the news, after reading the missive, making his way towards the encampment with an eager need to reunite with his kin.

[Hiccup392 724]

"Uncle Ulln??" Cries a Mali'ame, eyes glazing over as she compared that new missive to an old letter! 

 

Memories of Argent Keep sandwiches dweller in her mind, and the missive was tacked to an Othaman's door with a translation.

[Amesti 247]

Aurene grasped at the missive and stared over it. Her brows furrowed then she scampered off to find her Vel'luah teacher to help her understand, hopeful it was something exciting!

[UniBearse 922]

"Surely  Vulzya wouldn't mind if I just bring in......the bard caravan....right?" The Bardmaster wondered being packing on his belongings and family herlooms

[Damien H. Buckler 43]

Hummm.. The missive changed.. The man sighed and walked off, a pipe in his mouth.  I wonder why...