To Elvish Citizenry within the Empire

[Hanrahan 2983]

A stack of crisp, well cut papers are staked to a Noticeboard just outside Arethor, evidently machine-copied.

"Dear Citizens of the Empire, Mali of all sorts.

I am Hanrahan Skara Brae, and I write to you, anyone who wishes to see this letter. The Behavior of Oren Citizenry has been disgusting, crude, and shocking. I say this generally, and not to specific people. Very recently, A Mali'ker friend of mine was brutally attacked by the White Rose, simply for being an Elf. As a Citizen, or guest of this Empire, can we not treat our own people well?

I call upon all Mali, and and Valah who agree, or wish to stop this madness. Take one of these papers, and Join me in this protest against the Barbarism of our Empire. I ask, do not raise Blades, weapons, or violence against the Empire, as that is not the purpose of this cause, to not fight against it, but fight for the right to be treated well within it.

[Braxis 813]

Uthor sits in the Silverblade Manor as he sits in Jullius run in holding one of the letter. Due to Jullius being elven and a Silverblade yelling for Uthor

"Uthor! UThoooor!"

Uthor grunts as he stands near the fireplace walking to the doors entrance looking to the elven silverblade "Aye Jullius?""

Jullius looks up to Uthor handing him the letter showing him it Uthor reading it out loud sighing

"The Feck....Here help me write some notices will ye lad?"

Jullius nods helping Uthor write several of the copies below. A few hours later Uthor and Jullius and a few Oren lances post the following in Arethor, Ildon, and other places in Oren.

"To all Citizens of the Empire, Humans, Elfs and dwarfish citizens have not to worry of other people of Oren, if any are to harm ye provide proof, eviedance and such to the Sherrif or knights and it shall be dealt with to our law systems and courts. But if ye are caught uniting with this man and assulsting or ploting with him agasint Oren Knightly Chapters, Citizens, or leaders ye shall be on trail yeself."

The Flier has the seal of the Grand Knight at the bottem.

[Aiden 173]

Orym reads the poster while in arethor trading with his hood on and mutters to himself "Or the pointy eared humans could come live with the elves where they belong.. then these idiotic roses won't mess with them." Orym then sighs as he walks towards the carriage and departs, heading towards the cloud temple.

[Peter Chivay 2494]

Making his daily rounds in Arethor, Peter comes to see the notice. At this time, he happened to be with his Elven Knight, Leric. The Commander decides to take a short pause, reading over the notice and shaking his head afterword. Snorting in deeply before saying,

"An' so deh' furtherance of propaganda begins."

Spitting onto the floor below him. Glancing back up at Leric now;

"If tis' did 'appen, I'm sure deh' specific Elf did somethin' to piss our men off. Everyone t'inks they can jus' get away mockin' us. Not anymore. I sometimes wonder ef' any of d'ese Elves 'ave even seen deh' Rose..."

Leric now nods in agreement, "Aye Peter, agreed." Feeling slightly awkward in the current situation. Awaiting a short responce from Peter.

"Mmm... les' gu'." Once finishing the utterance, Peter begins moving back off toward the Arethorian docks.

[Hanrahan 2983]

Hanrahan Slinks out of his House, and reads the notice quickly, and resumes writing a counter Paper.

I offer this counter, When Elves themselves do not feel safe to walk the streets, Hide the way they look, and flee the country, your arguments are questionable. I have spoken to many a Elf, particularly Mali'ker, and this is a common message. The Justice is flawed, and so is the Behavior of Oren.

Stand tall, and Stand Proud~

[Goldd 126]

Uthor sits in the Silverblade Manor as he sits in Jullius run in holding one of the letter. Due to Jullius being elven and a Silverblade yelling for Uthor

"Uthor! UThoooor!"

Uthor grunts as he stands near the fireplace walking to the doors entrance looking to the elven silverblade "Aye Jullius?""

Jullius looks up to Uthor handing him the letter showing him it Uthor reading it out loud sighing

"The Feck....Here help me write some notices will ye lad?"

Jullius nods helping Uthor write several of the copies below. A few hours later Uthor and Jullius and a few Oren lances post the following in Arethor, Ildon, and other places in Oren.

"To all Citizens of the Empire, Humans, Elfs and dwarfish citizens have not to worry of other people of Oren, if any are to harm ye provide proof, eviedance and such to the Sherrif or knights and it shall be dealt with to our law systems and courts. But if ye are caught uniting with this man and assulsting or ploting with him agasint Oren Knightly Chapters, Citizens, or leaders ye shall be on trail yeself."

The Flier has the seal of the Grand Knight at the bottem.

*Xexus Nightheart disgusted with this writes a letter, the Nightheart seal on it. He sends the letter off with a black raven and when Uthor opens it, it would say the following*

Dear "Grand Knight",

I wish to inform you that your knights do not offer us protection, but they attempt to kill and harm us themselves. A few weeks ago I was almost hung, while my friend was being stomped on by knights and guards of all kinds. This protection you claim is a simple fantasy within your mind. You are blinded by your knights and guards, thinking they respect everyone, albeit they do not. Oren have gone too far, and the Council of Malinor do nothing. I have heard of Dark Elf children being decapitated, simply for being Mali'ker. This is highly outrageous, and I hope Velulaei curses those racist wretches.

Sincerely,

Xexus Nightheart

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Walking throughout Arethor cautiously, keeping watch for any memebrs of the Teutonic Order, High Priest Quavinir stumbles upon the poster, surprised to see propaganda relating to elves he quickly reads it over "Vhy een Asulon vould any elves vant to leeve here?" he says, talking to himself, after finishing reading it, he then leaves the area the poster was posted hastily, fearing that someone of the order migh recognize him

[ayresalex 517]

Aedric piked up his newest dark elf head, a hundred something male who spat on him. The dark elf head seemed to look down onto Aedric as he started to walk away.

[Baconthief 682]

*High commander Khel and his assistant walk through Arethor. He quickly notices the flairs on both sides. He walks up to a flair which rests near the entrance of Arethor. His hands quickly form a fist, causing the whites of his knuckles to show. Khel looks to his assistant*

"Give me a quill"

*The assistant hands him a quill and an ink well, dipping it for him before placing it in his hand.*

*Khel brings the quill to the paper and writes in big letters which will the entirety of the flair which has the royal seal*

"LIES"

*Out of anger and spite Khel slams the quill through the parchment, in the center of the royal seal. The drips of ink slowly make their way down the wall, creating a trail of darkness which touches the floor*

* Khel then Quickly turns on his heel, his purple cloak wiping around him. He turns to his right and leaves the city of Oren on a carriage*

[Braxis 813]

*Xexus Nightheart disgusted with this writes a letter, the Nightheart seal on it. He sends the letter off with a black raven and when Uthor opens it, it would say the following*

Dear "Grand Knight",

I wish to inform you that your knights do not offer us protection, but they attempt to kill and harm us themselves. A few weeks ago I was almost hung, while my friend was being stomped on by knights and guards of all kinds. This protection you claim is a simple fantasy within your mind. You are blinded by your knights and guards, thinking they respect everyone, albeit they do not. Oren have gone too far, and the Council of Malinor do nothing. I have heard of Dark Elf children being decapitated, simply for being Mali'ker. This is highly outrageous, and I hope Velulaei curses those racist wretches.

Sincerely,

Xexus Nightheart

Uthor narrows his eyes sending off a letter to the man

Ye continue to spread lies around and Ye shall be punsihed if ye are an Oren Citizen, and the Knights provide all OREN Citizens with protection, not foregin pepole who come in, and mock our ways of life, laws and traiditions and faiths such as yer friends have done in the past. And if ye are punished just take it if its stock or jail time tis only a few hours no one can eb slain without the Emporer's or High Sheriffs okay in Arethor, I suggest ye get facts before spreading lies.

[Garrett 62]

Aedric piked up his newest dark elf head, a hundred something male who spat on him. The dark elf head seemed to look down onto Aedric as he started to walk away.

On a brief patrol Tance Nikkelsen finds himself staring absent mindedly up into the once lively eyes of a dark elf, "Thing must've done somethin' to earn 'imself a pike." he murmurs as he continues his patrol.

[Dontbepissed 18]

Aedric piked up his newest dark elf head, a hundred something male who spat on him. The dark elf head seemed to look down onto Aedric as he started to walk away.

*walks up to his father Aedric. "Oi father I 'ave two more 'eads er'. *pats the heads on his belt and grins. They t'ought they could attack me. *chuckles and rubs the pommel of his sword.

[Goldd 126]

Uthor narrows his eyes sending off a letter to the man

Ye continue to spread lies around and Ye shall be punsihed if ye are an Oren Citizen, and the Knights provide all OREN Citizens with protection, not foregin pepole who come in, and mock our ways of life, laws and traiditions and faiths such as yer friends have done in the past. And if ye are punished just take it if its stock or jail time tis only a few hours no one can eb slain without the Emporer's or High Sheriffs okay in Arethor, I suggest ye get facts before spreading lies.

*Xexus sends off another letter angrily.*

Dear "Grand Knight",

It is your people who mock us, and for that reason torture us. There is no such thing as stock or jail time in this Empire of yours. Instead there is a noose and abuse. Your "facts" are invalid, and you continue to defend yourself. Also if you offer protection only to Oren Citizens, is that how you treat your guests? You let them die for the sake of your entertainment, or your simple unnecessary hate? I find it ridiculous. Do take great consideration to what is really happening. These men of Oren make simple excuses to kill us, like provoking us so we can say something back. Then they drag us to that stand you have outside your gates and execute our kind publicly. I daresay you spend too much time away from the reality of this. Oren calls us filth and black elves. This racism is just undeniable, albeit you still deny it, and I bet you will continue to. I certainly hope you investigate deeper into this matter before making comments.

Sincerely,

Xexus Nightheart

[Braxis 813]

On a brief patrol Tance Nikkelsen finds himself staring absent mindedly up into the once lively eyes of a dark elf, "Thing must've done somethin' to earn 'imself a pike." he murmurs as he continues his patrol.

Rides down to Solace passing through the town with a smirk on his head

"Shows those raiders a good show then, good less soidlders to send down here.."

[Temp 2006]

On patrol with several others from the White Rose, Temp and the group halts. Eying the notice board. Temp steps forth and unpins the note. For a brief moment, Temp simply stares. As he finishes the note, a wide grins comes across his face, he turns to the others, note in hand, holding back laughter. "'ave any of ye' seen this ignorant shite?" Handing the note to the others, he stands back awaiting reaction.

Everyone finishing, the general reaction, amassed laughter. Holding up a hand, attempting to get the others to fall silent, he lets out a brief sigh. "These imbeciles think we simply go about murdering filth without reason. If we did that, this place would be about as barren as Holm. Tis' nothing but ignornace, and over-done whining." Temp spits, and inhales before speaking, "I say we go about purging this nonsense in the manner they say we do. Because this," Gestures to the paper now in another member's hand, "is an attempt at spreading chaos and dividing Oren. This, is the word of traitors, seeking to set us all against ourselves, and should be punished as such." Temp walks back to the others, chuckling lightly, "Ignorance at it's finest."