A Reminder

[Yuln 265]

*A piece of parchment is put up upon the noticeboard.*

 

Greetings, Karin'ayla,

 

That is what I say to those who  were once important to me. To those who I worked so hard for.

 

You do not accept me amongst your numbers anymore, for all that I did for the Mali'Aheral race. I sheltered one of your own, raised her as a child of my own. I gave birth to one of your own, giving life to a blessed Mali'Aheral. Not only that.

 

In Haelun'or I spent years constructing houses, walls and other for the city. I renovated the walls and added turrets that we may be protected better. We, yes, because then I was one of yours.

 

Then in the enclave of Haelun'or. Once we arrived in Anthos, the first thing I set on doing is working out the designs for Lin'Evaral, the city you all live in now. The very stones this paper is hung upon, the very stones of the house you live in, the very stones our, no, your library, laboratory and walls are built of. They all are children of my mind. Look around and watch what came from my mind.

 

However, in the very room that I designed, I was declared impure. I was one that had betrayed Maehr'sae Hiylun'eyha, branded I was to be, marked for life with my crime. I was marked for loving one of our own, one of the same gender. A crime that was known to our, at that time, Okarir'tir and had actually been known to him for many years.

 

Indeed, a crime of the past, that made me be judged in the present. Apparantly I had been impure all those years. Haelun'or was partially constructed by an impure. Not only that. Look around, observe the stones this paper is hung upon, the stones of your house, the stones of your library, laboratory and wall. These are all children of the mind of an impure. Is that what you wish to live in? A city that came from one who is impure?

 

However, does that mean you can retain your purity? The entire city is drenched with my mind, my prescence. The prescence of an impure. Keep that in mind when you walk the streets, you're walking over a part of me. My mind will be in those buildings, in those houses, in those walls. It will be forever, after my death and in my life.

 

Van'ayla those who once mattered to me, I hope I have you something to feed your thoughts, since that is something you Always seem to appreciate.

 

-Vallel'Yuln Aeléyèlsa

[Esterlen 4499]

Carduin promptly rips down all traces of the heretical message from around Haelun'or.

[Yuln 265]

*The messages re-appear shortly after.*

[Esterlen 4499]

Seeing this reappearance as a sign of the continued presence of some kind of intruder preaching against Haelun'or's government, Carduin unsheathes his sword and begins to patrol the city, eager to catch the marauder and bring them to justice.

[Lago 2572]

Avrani reads one of the messages, then passes it to Esterlen. He then double-checks the gate locks.

[Amorphbutt 199]

Hiylu, at the sight of the note, gets a splitting headache. Closing her eyes, rubbing her temples she grumbles something under her breath. "If this witch thinks we are going to do something to Lin'evaral..." she grumbles, sighing.  She quickly tears down the notice, taking it back to her home. She then tosses it in a fire, watching it burn with a grim face. "This will not do at all."  she mutters, leaving her home to go to the library.

[Yuln 265]

*Leyun'Fiyem sits in the library, she sits on the edge of the upper section of the central chamber, leaning against a pillar. Her legs are crossed and she is reading a book. A slight grimace is pulled around her lips, but further she looks normal.

She makes sure the messages re-appear each time one takes them down.*

[Mithradites 1168]

Lucion, reading one of the notes, shakes his head with a furrowed brow. He runs his hand through his hair before walking off down the pathway towards a small gathering of murmuring citizens gathered around another of the notes.

 

"Worry yourselves not, lliran. Stones cannot be impure. Stones are without blood, or thought, and cannot be so tainted by the presence of Ms Yuln's disgrace. Her punishment was long overdue, of course, and this punishment was not without a just purpose. It was her sheer arrogance during the trial that sealed her fate. The impurity of her mind is irreparable unless she herself accepts the punishment the law has set for her."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

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