Twinny

Princess Ivarielle Ibarellan so signs the grand Pact of Steel and Silver on the 10th of the First Seed, 62, and she so notes it as the beginning of unity, and the end of a wicked Haelun'orian era.

Ivarielle, being Ivarielle, outright forwards an invitation to the lands of the Pale, of course the letter wasnt signed- nor was it in the same hand writing but one the Prince might know as the Princesses. @Minuvas

vargs dont exist...

Oh boy I love legos!

"I mean, money is money.. right..?" Queried a Myrinian as she donned a green bandana.

Ivarielle yawns as she sits in her room alone, she wonders why half the citizenry believe they are paramount when she could replace every one that leaves with two... an 'aheral that hated that person and an 'aheral wanting to come home. She then thought about how she liked music, she truly did like music. "Why isnt there many bards these days.. maybe I should hire a bard to drown out this insufferable noise I keep being alerted to, hm" The Princess pondered in her room. "Mayhaps its time to write a song now to match my painting"

"I do wonder why they permitted two for an escort, I do wonder why they ordered the way out to be locked.. i do so wonder why they forgot to mention they turned people away at the gates." The Princess pondered the nights occurrences from her rather warm bed, looking 'pon the ceiling. She pondered many things that night.. she thought about how Haelun'or would think this meant anything, she thought about what she had eaten earlier that day, she thought about how her family was doing and she thought about painting, she did truly enjoy painting. "I think I might paint my city and practice with the lute." Her shoulders rolled as she did exactly that, humming an ever so pleasant tune.

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The Silver Princess placed the missive atop that of Oren's, Fenn's, Elvenesse's and Norland's. "A pleasant people, a wise decision.. I continue to be impressed by the northern realms as my years go on. I look forward to my next visit in which I shall share a drink once more - Mayhaps llir you should make something of these relations also?" Queries the Princess to the Fenn next to her. @Monkee

"Pen and paper, pen and paper; the flurry of words. Is this not what mali-kind as a whole is tired of, is this not what has caused the stagnation of the state, its repetitive failure. Imagine my surprise when I thought I were challenged to a true duel under the rights Othelu granted us as a people- yet what happened to the prince when he went to the state, llir?" So asked the princess of the fenn at her side "How will this debate be fair, be just- be true if the side challenging me cant even uphold their own constitution? Their own laws? Time and time again.. violation after violation.. yet all is cast and projected outward to cover up one's mistakes. Allow me time to think on it, Vytrek , then I will make a choice over letter to him"

"One who could end this, yet one who understands what my cause is so founded upon. A horrid cycle of monotous repetition with ever so subtle changes to cast off labels of the prior governing system. The 'aherals do not need more of the same, or ideals of the past but to pass on the torch and let the modern times adapt its form" So sighed the Princess, her digits drumming the table's top before her. "Could I strike down Othelu? Mayhaps, yet would I? Ne, never. This is he who rescued me from the pit I found myself in, and he so understands the ideals moving forward. Those mislead in the state by that of one proclaiming to be the Sohaer believe I'm the great destroyer of our culture, our people- when I have expressed nothing but comprehension and mercy- when I have offered everything but a desire to progress into a bloody civil war. If only they would simply see reason and know all I want is for this to end peacefully, so that we might forge the new shape of the flame together, rather than let it remain in a static shape.. unable to writhe What do you make of this, llir?" So did the Princess hand the the missive to her llir @Monkee

#JusticeForBreeni

The Truth Issued by that of The Silver Conclave, Penned by the Princess Ivarielle, 2nd of The Deep Cold; Year 56 SA --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The truth is paramount to the future of the ‘aheral, the future is granted to us not by mutual respect but by law and constitutions; under that of present it is an affront to the Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya to intentionally foster ignorance in the pure citizens of Haelun’or through the espousing of lies or half-truths- and this is where Braxus the so proclaimed Sohaer of nothing, a citizen of my city, continues to violate the laws he upholds with a wilting populace, he fought no one amidst my followers prior. For this very reason the true, standing, military of the Silver Princedom did so waltz into their rightful home without meeting resistance, so did they advance on their Silver Citadel without meeting resistance, and so did we occupy our rightful seats.. Without resistance. To my citizens within the walls of my city, I ask you this: If I can walk into the home that is so seemingly rejecting of me by way of the minimal followers of Braxus, who is truly in control of it? Who truly holds the extensive means to safeguard the future of ‘aherals? I understand you never wanted to have this come to bloodshed but mali-kind are tired of the pen and paper over steel, tired of being treated as weaklings amidst descendants because of failed systems such as that of the Sohaerate. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- [!] The forces of the Princedom ascended to their rightful positions and seats. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eventually, when the misled sillumir crawled from the cracks after a shocking delay by a zealot they were toyed around with amidst their own barracks; a tribute to how far they have fallen when the State has wronged its best- when the state has driven away its best. Yet it is not to be cast aside the fact they were offered three chances to stand down, cast aside their arms and join for a unified front, a better future, yet it was that of false information that forced a coming of blows to ensue. Paraded and displayed was the so-called Sohaer across the lands, as he was marched northward to Fenn in which he were presented before many, and judged under such also, mercifully they might so say. Remember this, Braxus. If I can take you at any time I wish from my city... You are no ruler.. You are not in control.. You are not the future of the mali‘aheral. You had your chance in the Fennic throne room to unify our people with a simple gesture, yet you refused. Princess, Ivarielle Ibarellan

"And so- I confess when I am wrong; and I was wrong. Reason answered by reason for the future of his people. Truly.. a prince" So accepted the Princess, setting the missive atop that of Fenn's and Norland's

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Ivarielle so yawned, as she sits in the north, with her fully prepared army- looking over the cerise and crimson banners. "So seldom does Haelun'or tell the truth these days it seems; for I signed off 'pon no raids.. did any of you partake, lari'onnan? mal'onnan?" She so questioned, though she received no answers. "Interesting."

"And so those wronged by the denizens of the Silver State in the past flock to the rightful future of the 'aheral." So spoke the Princess, as she placed the missive of recognition atop that of Fenn's

A rising Princess snorts in response to the missive "I believe they have so come to fool themselves with their lies at this point"

First of all you are pinging someone who has hard quit the server. Second of all: Your entire points here are near moot by the fact that most communities are unwilling to perform road banditry or just in general raid. If not for the Ferrymen or as you say it "pming your good friend" there would have been no raids or banditry this war. Dont go schizo on the ferrymen for actually putting a war time pressure on oren, or the entire community of guys/gals in the ferrymen who banded of their own free will to make an impactful mercenary group. If you want to have a go at people for actually losing this feeling to war then have a strong go at the nation leaders and their tactics of dealing with it. If I go out with another person i will get nothing but a pretty trashy crp encounter of people trying to powergame even though they are on horse being hit from two directions and they stall with such so that 10 other people can roll up. Theres no mutual respect so when "my good friends" roll up and force an edge over pvp/perform tactics to gain PVP then its really not their fault, its a genuine lack of respect or willingness to accept defeat,