The Silver City of Taliyu'lin

[Amuletic 926]

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(song requested by kenno specifically)

{Art by Klaus Wittmann}

 

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“With all its luster and Blessedness, even elcihi’thilln will tarnish, with time, without care. It is the Children of Silver who must tend to its spires and make its Silver glisten: Progress.” Malaurir Lelien Lazul

 

To the sundered sons and daughters of Silver,

 

The tarnish begotten of the follies of Siramide is washed by the toils you weathered and burdens you bore. The thin and frail flame of hope is rekindled. By the labour of our masons has been wrought of carven stone a home anew, their chisels echoing with your hardships. Far in the Western lands now shines Taliyu'lin.

 

To the scattered Mali’thill, Larihei beckons you to come home, and her call to heed is our charge. To restore what diminished and to give the world its memory and knowledge that is ours to steward. Heed the call, and together write this new chapter in our centuries old and storied history.

 

AY’PUERAN;

  Sohaer Veralya Wynasul, Laurir of the Wynasul Talonnii

 

[!] The letters are sent to the members of recognised Haelunorian families and former residents of the Enclave of Len’miruel.

 

“Follow the path of Silver:

 

	Tuva thill ilumr'ne, Tuva'ne avernan avereyae,   All that is pure does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost,
Thilln arhil ullr'ne, Fenn maraellan oment'ne.   Silver that is true does not wither,  Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
	Uvul'igne'onn igne parsaer'eh, Khel'onn sul lent'eh,   From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring,
Lom'lin fiyem'eh, Lomi'taliynaan welieryem'eh.   Renewed shall be home that was broken, The sundered again shall give heed.

 

OOC DIRECTIONS

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NEW PLAYER INFO

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With a diverse council and playerbase of both Americans and Europeans, Haelun’or is active throughout most of the day, but is particularly active between 1-10 PM EST / 18:00 - 04:00 GMT. Most events are held in times which suit both Americans and Europeans. 

List of players able to assist:

 

@Amuletic @MrSyth @Widu @Kenzo74

If you wish for an invite to our wholesome and active Discord, don’t hesitate to send a forum message to any of the people above.

[Widu 535]

 "Larihei's flame burns brightly once more." Liewyn Miravaris mused as he read through the missive.

[Kenzo74 755]

Arasdir Miravaris peered over the document, not under the guttering light of a forlorn inn, but within an abode marble-hewn, under a silver chandelier, and he rejoiced that his people were renewed! "Asul lente. Silver that is true doth not wither!"

[Gemini 1737]

“So it begins” Usamea mused 

[Lumipire 110]

"And so it came to pass that the Silver City is raised anew, wrought in marble fair; its halls beneath the mountain tall, where torchlight gleams as stars kindled in the deep places of the earth!" Beamed a flower-crowned elf most joyous, smiling bright as he peered upon the many mali'thill flocking to the hidden city. 

[MrSyth 636]

"Asul lente karin'ento." Muses the Maheral, as he drops the anchor of his copper-clad trireme on the coast. "A new age dawns once more, and we are still here. Another step in our endless pursuit of progress." Memories of a long-past Haelun'or, sheltered underground beneath a mountainrange in Anthos flicker through his mind. "At least it's somewhat less cramped this time."

 

[Yuln 265]

"Ti, ehya ito magara'ker lentene." The Maheral's old friend murmurs next to him. "Though it will help with my complexion." She follows up the statement, studying her arms which are freckled from spending so much time aboard her ship in the recent years.

[Chimeraof1999 1187]

"They need to stay dead, the past few attempts of return have been nothing good. Keep to Caurost."

Said the undeath, tossing aside the missive as more future endeavors that won't happen.

[mielofficial 489]

Ruby scrunched up the hair on his head as he sat in the LANDSKAR headquarters, scribbling down notes on parchment, then crumpling it as the ideas bubbled up then faded afterward. 

 

"We need to expand in to new markets... "  

 

he picked up the missive,

 

"So many songs about high elves and no where to sing them....This could be an untapped market.....! Getting back to my roots.... Sort of." 

 

The Musin musician with Talonii heritage folded the missive neatly, depositing it in to his desk drawer for safekeeping