The Malinor Vigilanties

[Baconthief 682]

Prince Khel Oussana of Malinor growls under his breath as he watches the blue haired man step into the darkness of the hallway and disapear out of sight. His messaged angers him, yet he knows not the cause. His unique pair of juxtaposed colored eyes fill with a primal rage as he balls his blackened metal gauntlets into a fist. He knows not why this message made him feel this anger, in fact he should feel happy. If he was not held in such a high position in malinor, he himself would join these elves in their attempt to achieve retribution, even when the actions are so foolishly acted out. He should want justice more than anyone, a true Dark elf who has seen much discrimination would love to see these mortals gutted and strung up on trees as they do to his own people. His gaze shifts out the window where he sees the root cause of his feral anger.

Two High elven children sit in the snow playing. He knows one day they will grow up to become pathetic pale-skin swine, yet he feels moved by the scene. Their innocents overwhelms the once hardened champion of malinor, these rebels threaten the lives of those two innocent children. Children who in no way have caused the wrath that might be brought upon them. They may live their lives in shackles because of a few misguided elves. The vigilantes attempt to endanger ever aspect of the lives Khel has been fighting for, for four centuries. They prod at this dreadful behemoth known as Oren while wearing the masks of malinor. They cast blame upon him and indirectly caused the death of those two elves and the attempted kidnapping of his mate. For this, these indirect attacks on malinor, the vigilantes must be dealt with and made to pay the price for threatening their lives.

The prince quickly takes a quill with silvery ink and begins to write a letter, extorting his rage through the tip of his pen.

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Lliran,

For an entire century we the people of malinor have been under a nonstop siege upon us. A lingering threat has always been present in our lives. We were all once refugees of war between supreme benevolence and absolute evil, upon arriving in Asulon war did not end. In the forests of Elandreil where first laid claim saw the same violence. We left to the filthy city of Normandor by the constant threat of slaving by the mori. In normandor we did not find our peace, we only found more conflict. Uruk gave the constant threat of slavery, which occurred on an elven day basis. The flays claimed lands they had no use for. A druid once asked me why the mali have become so barbaric in their nature, at the time I hand no answer; however, now I do. We have been deprived of peace for too long, a once peaceful exsistance in Aegis was a fight for unending fight for survival in Asulon. We have been hardened and numbed and turned more feral. What we truly need lliran is to return to how we once were, the grand nation of malinor, is peace. Peace that myself and the other council members have been working tirelessly to achieve

There are some who wish to prevent us from having this well deserved time of rest from conflict. They claim they serve malinor yet their very actions of attempting retribution endanger us all. In their actions they wear the mask of malinor and therefore represent our nation as a whole. These men have already nearly caused a war which was quickly halted with diplomatic talking.They claim to be working for you yet they will only bring you to your demise. I was informed that Oren believes these group of trouble makers reside her in malinor for that they have began taking aggressive stances against us, although I doubt they truly reside among us, we must seek out those who threaten our lives. For misrepresenting the nation of malinor and inadvertently causing the death of others,the group known as "The Malinor Vigilanties" are here by considered banished from malinor. Any of these traitors found will be charged with breaking this banishment and will be handed over to Oren, where their crimes were committed. Anyone with information on this group needs to report to a council member which represents your demographic, or any other governing official, if they truly wish for peace.

On this wretched island we must united and stand together, and look over each others protection, despite the form of son of malin you take. If justice is to be served lliran, we will do so in a noble and nonviolent manner.

-Prince Khel Oussana

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Khel slides the letter into a frame and carries it up the stairs, his purple cloak bouncing off his heels with each step. He walks to the tree in the center of the peak of the mountain and nails the framed letter into the tree

[Guest Grey]

Grey slowly walks up and around the mountain, half of his hirt is partly covered in blood aswell as his face, he comes back from a hunting trip, he slowly walks up to Khel and reads the note slowly, and nods afterwards, his shortswords still in his hands, one in both, and slowly swings them around, speaking to Khel

"Damned right, we can't afford having our own kind turning against us and stabbing us i nthe back, you should watch out Khel."

[Truthseeker83 119]

Coming out of the mali'ker district he notices a letter written in his brother's hand. Amarath approaches reading over every detail, considering the situation. "good task to train with", he says quietly to person beside him. Then walks off to go hunting in the nearby woods for dinner.

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

*Quavinir hastily walks out of the Mali'ker district, he couldnt allow himself to be slow, he was a Valah in the presence of elves, and he knew very well his time on this plane of mortality was short. though catching his eye was Khel's letter.

After reading over the letter Quavinir ponders for a moment"Rthulu preserve... I hope none of these "Vigilantes" are people I know...."