A Demand Of Reform

[CosmicWhaleShark 2488]

Avery looks to the notice, tapping his finger on his lips, making a popping sound. He nods slowly a few times, and then frowns other times, he mutters to himself in a soft tone. "I appear to share the ideals of these reformers... Oh dear."

 

Taking a blank sheet of paper out of his songbook, he begins to slash his quill across the parchment, leaving bold marks across the page. Finally tacking it to the rest of the additions. It reads...

 

 

The council's delay, is evidence enough,

Mali have been through much, but this decision is not tough,

Our leaders condemn us, in every walk of life,

From 'malins' to fragile treaties, our lives are full of strife,

 

But do not fret yet, my cousins and brothers,

We can still repair their damage, fill their seats with others,

Reform is demanded, the council set loose,

Before we find ourselves, at the end of a noose,

 

When forces of nature, come into sight,

It is only proof, to our current plight,

Change is needed, no, demanded!

Our council has failed, left us to forage stranded.

 

But remember this, my good family,

Do not make, their same mistakes,

Embrace that of peace, understanding,

Do not hold old grudges, the 'former' High Council, notwithstanding...

 

Be careful, lliran.

 

 

[Eleatic 1033]

Cinder stares at the note, unclasping the small coal on his neck, and writing thusly.

 

"No reform found, I suggest you all take immediate action.

 

Redinc."

 

He just strolls off, shrugging to himself.

[Ezo Karasuga 356]

*Saul walks by with some workers on a business trip*

 

Reform? Reform!?  If this was Oren the church would be rounding up people for trial and executing people.

 

 

These Elves need to be thankful for what they have...

 

*walks on with his crew*

[Aiden 173]

*Looks at the poster and writes a note*

I am tired of this as well. We have a leader who has been drunk publicly before. I went to work for oren because this is not my home I once loved . Till it changes I won't be back. Let filth roll in filth. I advise many to work in oren.

*a drawing of kolyat with a bottle is here*

It is signed "anonymous"

The note is ripped down and ripped up.

 

Orym then casually tosses it into the river.

[Isirack Rivendare 37]

The note is ripped down and ripped up.

 

Orym then casually tosses it into the river.

*Isirack Rivendare watches Orym rip up the note.*

"Orym! Just because we disagree with something does not mean we should silence them! Please be more respectful."

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Artimec grins wildly, very pleased.

 

"Looks like all that lobbying and petitioning and being beaten black-and-blue for having the AUDACITY to speak freely is paying off."

 

He quickly takes out a lengthy parchment, and begins to carefully write something down.

 

I myself, like many other citizens find this situation to be frustrating at best. Our leaders care nothing for us, they're perfectly content to ignore us! How many times have I approached our oh-so-esteemed high prince, with the wills of so many malinorian citizens on paper, only to have him deny everything, simply because he can?

This letter speaks true, there is no opportunity in Malinor, a third of it's citizens, including the good prince, and favourite of the people, Prince Khel, have been all but driven off, Oren blocks off our roads and the high council sits comfortably in their hall, thinking if they do nothing for long enough, maybe the problems will go away.

 

We are not free to speak as we will.

We are not free to act as we will.

We are expected to sit helpless while foreign forces encroach on us.

We are expected to comply with the council's absurd idea of an economy.

 

This is the time for change.

 

Artimec quickly takes his poster to his friends, quickly getting them duplicated, now they hang in various places throughout malinor.

[A Spooky Witch 156]

Kahlan stopped in front of a tree, lightly taking a note down with a worried glance, and thought of the Wood Elf who had spoken with her the previous day of such aspirations.

 

Oh dear... It's really going to happen isn't it...

 

She began to understand how High Elves such as herself were regarded coldly and frowned sadly. Kahlan dropped the note on the ground with anxiousness and fled into the woods to be alone.

[Imperial Legion Soldier 34]

*Kan stands watching as people examine the posters and finally comments on the fact people seem to be angry that a High Elf leads.*

"It is a shame others cannot accept that one may be a good leader but is forced by circumstance to do things that are not liked... Though I do dislike the 'Malin' it seems to make trading much harder..."

*Kan takes a post and neatly folds it and places it into his pocket before walking off.*

[Elindor 666]

Elindor seems to have something in his throat

*cough* start a petition *cough* the High Council *cough* believe the one's seeking *cough* reform are a *cough* minority *cough*

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Artimec also begins coughing.

I've *cough* tried. But the *cough* high council *cough* seems to not *cough* care about the will of *cough* it's citizens.

*cough, hack* We had over fifteen *cough* signatures.

[Lord_Sauron_ 43]

*Vanir worries about sickness and edges away from the coughing elves.*

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.