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It had been happening, as had been told it would... A head each day... reaching inside the lands of Leumalin.



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"If the Princes do not bring us an elf every elven week, a head shall reach Malinor once every elven day."
 


The messages come each elven day with the head... signed as "The Black Scourge", "Followers of Setherien", "The corrupted of the North", they signed all differently, but you can tell they are all the same. Not even a few elven days ago they made another appearance, showing themselves at the gates of Leumalin. They asked who wanted to surrender to the will of Setherien. They were ignored, taught of fools, worthless incompetents... It was their mistake... The deal was once more sent to the ears of the elves, if an elf was not delivered once an elven week, a head would arrive once every elven day. As the two who spoke stood still, beasts came from the ground from black smoke. They started attacking the people as freezing blue flames were sent from above. Many died that day, but it was not the end. The deaths continue to show each day, a head appearing each day... It will continue, so is the promise of the Black Scourge...

 

 

Will their leaders cave in to such a crime? Will others take it onto their own hand and defend their brothers and sisters? Or will some to protect their loved ones, betray their kind and offer the elves themselves?

 

What will the elves do?

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Salamandra blinks, and looks closely at the head briefly before turning around and floating away.

 

"Looks like a human to me, I don't mind if they deliver those!"

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The Tree Lord grips his staff tightly, glaring at the head from under his hood. He thinks quietly to himself "How dare someone defile Father Forest's statue. Surely this means war." He soon walks away, ready to rally a new call.

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Gavin gazes at the Statue of Malin for a long time, face devoid of expression. "It would seem that we are caught.... as they say in Oren, between a rock and a high place." he finally utters, before pivoting on his heel and walking away without a backward glance.

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*Sees the note, thinking to herself. A bargain? Deliver us death or we shall deliver it to you. They want only destruction.

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Salamandra blinks, and looks closely at the head briefly before turning around and floating away.

 

"Looks like a human to me, I don't mind if they deliver those!"

Mythras stands nearby. "Hah, I already killed a bunch of their cultists, Seperiem or whatever the **** your name is, you aren't that powerful." He walks off, not caring, since that seemed like a human head.

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Navus'Lorundil Vincere chuckles seeing the elves in such crisis. "I don't see highborn having these troubles."

With fascination he observes the head, it is the first time he could ever see the under side of one since he was a doctor.

He then walked off, thinking of ways he might find this man and sell it to the lesser elves for a price.

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((*looks closely at the screenshot, then gasps loudly* "Wait a minute.. isn't that High Princess Titania up on the statue... traitor!"))

 
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The Pale Wanderer looks at the head swinging to and fro from the statue of Malin as the gentle breezes of Malinor makes the rope holding it swing gently. Blood slowly drips onto the blue pool below, and the wanderer just stares, reading the note "Un elf evr'eh elv'n week. . .er un 'ead ev'ry elv'n deh. . .oll be guud den!" He chuckles softly, as he turns around and leaves, his ragged robes that might once have been green tailing him like a faded grey serpent.

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Khel waves towards the princess who is on the hand as he observes the body

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

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