Seeker Responce

[Supremacy 3361]

*Kalenz Scribbles below the note on the town board regarding seekers.*

I am interested in becoming a seeker and helping to bring true mali'aheral back to Haelun'or. Who should I speak to?

[Dio Astóre 69]

Past the board glide a familiar pair of feet and glazed, lustrous purple eyes sweep over notices old as well as new; a weather-worn one that stated Seekers were to inquire after Ellir'siol; another newer one inquiring after the Seekers themselves. Conflicting thoughts warred with each-other, as they had done for some time, although the logic was irrefutable, despite the poignant danger it posed to those that had already found refuge in Haelun'or. Regardless of this, one trail he knew he would not bring himself to diverge from, intoning the obscure meaning to himself. "It is time", so begun a usual ritual of ink.

Interest in the Seekers may be taken up through inquiry of the Maheral, be it in person or be way of familiar. For the convenience of our newly arrived kinsmen, the first of the rightmost upper towers of the College will find them what they seek. Children at or above the ages of twelve years are henceforth also encouraged to take up discussion regarding preliminary introductions to the Seekers.

Arthane Lazul, current members of the Legion as well as Kolyat Alfakyn are requested to attend the presence of the Maheral or if circumstance requires, to inquire formally via letter.

Encased in a birch framed glass casing, the message hangs for Haelun'or citizens to peruse at leisure.

[Supremacy 3361]

*Reads the reply and happily walks to the upper right tower of the college*

[Dio Astóre 69]

The sound of soles trudging along, shifting loose debris under-foot announces a visitor approaching the tower door; scratches like that from a quill on parchment echoed out from the room; that being the solemn sound that continued on for a brief period, Dio called outside in bland tones the usual premeditated response. "You may enter." No abstract plays of language this time. Grains of sand in an hourglass seeped through the narrow funnel and a curtain obscured the view of the starlit sky. A breeze aroused the small candle into a fervent dance as wood swings on oiled hinges.

[Supremacy 3361]

*Enters simply dressed in his green regular clothing, holding no pack and nothing but a book*

Karin'ayla Maheral.

[Dio Astóre 69]

Noticing first the vocal range particular to Elves, Dio keeps his eyes toward the parchment, quill tracing strokes along the clean pressed matter. A long-standing citizen may have noticed a change in appearance, given the purple colouration around his eyelids and clothing in similar, albeit darker hues. That the guest spoke some Elvish was assuring, although a faint accent was still noticeable. He looked up to meet Uradir's blue eyes, prompting.

"Evening has fallen upon Haelun'or, however even in the cold light it is not appropriate to conceal the niceties of formal ceremonies. Letting us proceed with them, perhaps you would grace the air with your statements of business, for if it regards the Seekers I suspect the one required to proceed further along that path of inquiry shall arrive before long. Be at leisure if it pleases..."

Gesturing toward an empty seat close to the door, the Maheral returns to his papers, listening to the sound of cloth rustling, of a gentle wind and sand against glass; wax trickled down.

[Supremacy 3361]

Nods and takes a seat

"I suppose I might clarify why I opted to attempt to seek our mali'aheral kin, I have lived in many cities in what is now Oren, as well as Normandor since I came here from Asulon, it was not until about 7 years ago until I began to attempt to find Haelun'or. Unfortunately humans and wood elves were incapable of giving me directions, and rather than finding the city, I rather stumbled upon it by accident... As to how this pertains to seeking; I still visit these cities on occasion, in particular Normandor. During my journeys since I have become a member of the great silver city Haelun'or a year and a few months ago, I have noticed many mali'aheral who I have attempted to guide to Haelun'or, although I have only seen 4 on my travels, I was lucky enough to persuade two of them to come see Haelun'or, unfortunatly the other two had already acclimatized to their new home, the first in Normandor, the second in some human city of which the name I forget."

Shifts in his seat slightly

"So I suppose the purpose of this is to acquire some materials such as books to show them, which might aid the convincing of them of Haelun'or's superiority."

[Dio Astóre 69]

As Kalenz spoke of his searching for Haelun'or, the Maheral's expression took on a peculiar form upon listening to the describing of the challenges and time it had taken to reach the Silver City. What that face revealed might well have been sorrow as much as its inversion; extremes of either would have made it impossible to tell. By the end of the exchange Dio was reclined in an organically shaped piece of furnishing, the only movement the wild playing of the shadows.

"Efforts in leading the wayward Mali'aheral toward their heritage does not go unnoticed, nor deeds furthering the ends of the maehr'sae hiylun'ehya, which the essence of is cultivated here in our forebears' home. As Seeker you may find yourself in an opportune position to guide the lost, however the truest form of the Seeker may search where no way exists for neither foot or eye to traverse."

"You would depart, though the crosser of the threshold shall not face the mirror that belies itself. One Seeker goes, another Seeker returns when but one skeletal form there is. By the hand of lifeless the reaching grasp may find the so called 'High Elves', though in discovering Mali'aheral a treacherous abyss separates one from their purpose."

"Tokens from the city will be of some use, however the Seeker themselves remains the greatest hope. Until the Tilruir'sil arrives, enjoy the company found in silence", Dio finishes with two prods of his right temple with the feathered end of a quill.

[Dohvi 622]

Delonna slowly walks up to the tower he knows to house the Maheral's Study. After taking a few moments to stare at the door, he proceeds to knock on it, closing his eyes for a moment as he waits for a response.

[Arthane_Lazul (aaaa1188) 4]

It had been a wet day, and as Arthane had trudged through the water flowing swiftly on its way towards the sewers, he came upon a new note placed within Haelun'or's public domain. Rather preoccupied at the time, Arthane had scanned over the written conversation rather quickly, and nearly missed the Maheral's request regarding his presence.

And now, he was climbing the round set of stairs leading up to the top of the college, his armored feet creating a dulled clang whenever they collide with the stone floor. His tall, elegantly crafted chestplate gleams in the sun as he finally nears his destination, but a slight frown creeps over his face as he notices that the Maheral's door is already cracked open a touch upon his arrival.

He nods to Delonna in greeting, before he raps the back of his hand on the door gently, and calls out in a lowered, but strong voice:

"Maheral, I have come as per your request posted in the public domain. Shall we conduct this business now, or should I return at a more convenient time?"

Arthane leans back from the door slightly, but keeps his ear close to the crack, so he may hear the Maheral's response.

[Dio Astóre 69]

Shadows had crept under the door a few moments ago, though it had taken several more before any sounds broke the silence. The rhythmic beating of fists in quick succession and a slower, higher pitched tone gaining in volume as it neared the entrance. At other times it may have been unsettling, but presently it was expected. Darkness gained density as the silhouettes move next to one another.

Two visitors? Shifting his eyes briefly to where Kalenz was seated, it occurred to the Maheral that someone would have to make do without a place to recline comfortably. Leisure was the prerogative of lords that indulged themselves too greatly; no thrones for scholars, nor did Dio wish for one. The voice of the Tilruir'sil called out, and was soon answered.

"Never have I met even a single soul that made to think time allowed us to act outside of its own convenience. Business requires doing. Let us see to it that it is done, in spite of time. You may both enter."

[Dohvi 622]

After nodding respectfully at Arthane, Delonna enters the room, instantly noticing the seating shortage and moving to lean against a wall. He begins to speak moments before reaching the wall, continuing to move until reaching the wall and leaning against it.

"Karin'ayla Maheral, Tilruir'sil Lazul and Kalenz. I am here as you requested Maheral, to discuss the job offer you made me."

[Mercury199 86]

Kolyat, upon return from his absence and a quick read through the public domain, he begins his walk up to the office of the Maheral. The Midday sun is warmer than usual against his face, but he hardly notices. He proceeds with his steps, both calculated but smooth. After a short time, he finds him self at the door of the Maheral, and gives a soft rap upon the door

[Dio Astóre 69]

Another person at the door and yet less space in the study. With three fellow Mali'aheral already in the room it was a much quicker process before Kolyat was beside the others. Those required were gathered, so now in trusted company Dio begun to clarify the purpose for which they were there.

"By now you shall all be wondering why I have summoned you." Lighting a candle, he continued. "Allow me to shed some light on my intent."

"A single drop of Mali'aheral blood that knows not the wisdom of our forebears is an unacceptable tragedy. Their welfare is our duty; their brothers we are. Far out of memory has it passed the sensation that arises from true family, though the children of our mothers, fathers. To them they entrusted the banners of truth."

"Our names like tarnished silver are. What is a noble cause that wears a dark crest? Some come to the city to learn and gain wisdom, though they see not our tests. Others come to give voice their loathing, for the shimmering of the water's surface is painful in the morning light. Plainly, to begin I require your support Tilruir'sil and the support of the Tael'acaliran. The Sillumiran will become more important than ever and the others abolished. Each of them may choose for themselves how to serve the maehr'sae hiylun'ehya, though they will need your council too. Have them research the old Heial'thilln and evaluate for themselves which seat they would aspire to and more importantly, why? Have them scribe their thoughts."

"Your task Alfakyn will be to go with Uradir into the mainland as pathfinders. Observe the crowds and keep your vigil for wayward Mali'aheral. Oh, and don't ignore those that demonstrate an affinity for the arts or sciences if you would. You know the reason for this. Obscurity will be your best shield, so leave the theatrics for the stage. Continue your usual duties as best you may as you observe which societies our kin are most found in along with their defence policies."

"Tilruir'nor, you shall ensure the city is ready to accommodate our people. Have yourself made familiar with the history of the city and the contents of the library. I will speak with you further personally to assist you in this. All present homes are to be equipped with provisions each kalemii at minimum. Both precious metals as well as consumables goods. Additional structural projects will be fully furnished to a worthy standard; shelving, tools for scribing and quality dyes too."

With that Dio allowed silence to resume, save for the familiar sound of a sharp point scratching against paper.

[Supremacy 3361]

Surprised by the beginning of the lengthy explanation by the Malaurir Kalenz immediately returns from his daydream and back into the real world within Dio's office. After taking a moment Kalenz reflects on how this meeting originated from the posting of a small note on the notice board Kalenz begins to take in the information relevant to himself. He struggles with some of the more complicated elvish terminology of which he had not heard before however understands most of the speech.

Glancing over to the elf Dio had announced as 'Alfakyn' and nodding towards the elf and begins to think of any preparations he will need to do to serve his purpose better.