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──────────═❁═────────── [!] A missive is released as a response from the Celia'diraar and shared throughout the realm of Celia'nor and her many allies. To those who concerns, the Celia'diraar has recently killed Elora and execute them from our ranks and city a few days ago. We do not need foreigner to lecture us on our internal affair as we have handled them before you have sent such missive. If this was truly a generous act to help and inform our inteligence, it wouldn't have been worded with such assumption that we are ignorant within our own affair. May the Stars guide you llir, as we have a strict policy to test our ranks and people while having our own proper judicial system. If you wish to eradicate those who are tainted by the darkness, coperate with us. As for myself, I will be seeking an audience for the person who is responsible for this missive. But if you had the information before hands, it could've benefited and help quicken the process, yet you stand here not for the good of the sons and daughter of the Creator, but instead for political gains & games. If you so wish to formally share and work with us Contact us. The Honourable Ane'why, Celius Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii, Councilor of the Cerusil

As the missive proceed to spread across the realm of Aevos. Celius eyes caught wind of the missive as he checks the notice board within Leyu'sil. He reads aloud the missive to himself as he neatly folded up. "Ne, you weren't even destined for this or anything at all." - "It seems he doesn't get the hint from the Stars. Another mission for the Celia'diraar" He grins before heading his way towards the Barracks where he sees Lord Raziel Amethil awaits for him. "It is time! May the star of death shine down at them!" @Laeonathan

From afar within the comforting office of the Celia'diraar offices, the Cerusil can only watches the celebration preparation being done right outside of his window. He sighs as he slowly raised his stolen bottle of Amethil wine from upon. The Cerusil quietly toast to the hardworking vinterfolks before taking a generous sip.

FRP....

Upon reading the missive, the Draco raises his brows at the missive "Would've been impressive if they have the numbers to fill up those ranks"

Where is Saint Snoopy?

Celius Cerusil cries hard for several nights

Celius, an elf of 'aheral descent from beyond yonder smiles as news of the missive reaches his ears. He smiles, not for himself, but for his friend and the future he knows she can build for Haelun'or. TO HER GRACE THE SOHAER OF HAELUN'OR, ASHWYN SYTHAERIN, I write this letter with good wills and great strength to this development. Not only you've changed my belief of our cousins of the south, but made me realized we were all nurtured by the same blood and ancestor. May you lead with your mind and keep a firm grip with the steel we forged together from our previous friendship. The Honourable Parir, Celius Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii, Councilor of the Cerusil, Parir of the Teluan Draga’ar

The Cerusil , Parir of the Draga'ar Company read the missive as he prepares his Diraar and Dion'sil to greet the returning Royarch He quietly reads it before he heads to the palace to inquired more on this matter. "A welcoming return of our Prince. He has certainly brought artifact for the Five Original Company of the Diraar" He commented as he snaps his finger for the small musin chef to hand him a greatsword. TO HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, PRINCE ILLTHRAK IBARELLAN Upon reading the news of your return, I wish to inform you that success has made with the expansion of the ranks and rally of the Celia'diraar in all companies. May your return not only bring motivation, but a push for the up and coming Diraar who wishes to show their newfound talent for the vaste realm of the North that we roam freely upon. May we all be inspired and push forward with your companionship at the next Celia'diraar Address. AY’PUERAN; The Honourable Parir, Celius Cerusil, Former Evarir of the Cerusil Talonnii, Leading head of the Draga'ar Company

A Cerusil in his richly decorated room prepares his armors for his own kind as any War was sacred to both his House and people. He quietly uttered a prayer in old Celian as he signs the Celestial Sigil over his heart. "May the Star guide us to the path of victory against these sinful people." Yet he wasn't finish, a missive was soon written to all member of the Draga'ar Company to armed up

The Cerusil Parir within the Celia'diraar prepares his halberd once more as he glances down at the square of his barrack with his company prepared up for war.

The Elderly Cerusil readds the copy missive as he prepares a Fi'andrian Spear to be sent back to his ally as a gift.

The Parir of the Draga'ar company sent letters to his Diraar to prepare for combats as he orders several more horses and gears from the Atmorice.

✵ “ilMaehr'sae Ilkun'ehya” 𝕿he First Teluan; Draga’ar of the Celia’diraar In light of the expansion of the Diraar, the first Teluan (company) will be formed under Celius Cerusil. The squad is Celia'norian from all the social classes of our society. Some come from nobility from the highest to the lowest, others are from humble roots. Yet their effort and goals are meant to The introduction of this new company is composed of Eir Maor, Cyradil Alkanriv, Aldous Glanaeri, Donnie la Croix, Dain Py’lrie, Atticus, Galahad Nullivari and Alastor. These individuals are some of the greatest achievers seen in the Celia’Diraar - superhuman individuals among men. The Nightly Vigil In a profound display of unity and commitment, each member of the Draga’ar Company willingly opens a symbolic conduit to their essence, contributing a drop of their lifeblood into a communal pot. This act, far more than a mere ritual, is a shared offering that goes beyond words – a tangible expression of their dedication etched in crimson. As a pot fills with the blood of each warrior, it becomes a sacred vessel holding the collective spirit of the Teluan Company. Placed over an open flame, the Emberfire Cauldron dances with flickering shadows, orchestrating a mystical alchemy that transforms the pooled blood into a potent, fiery-hued ink: the Ink of Resilience. From this crucible, a skilled tattoo artisan extracts the essence of commitment. A needle, dipped in the Ink, becomes the instrument of a profound covenant. New recruits, bearing witness to the selfless act of their brethren, undergo the transformative experience as the needle pierces their skin. The resulting tattoo is not merely an indelible mark but a burning red fire, a living emblem that mirrors the collective resolve of the Celia’norian warriors. This ceremonial tattooing transcends tradition; it is a visceral and symbolic affirmation, a rite that binds the Draga’ar Company in a covenant sealed by shared blood and marked by the eternal flame of their collective determination. Oath of Eternal Flame Within the sacred halls of the Draga’ar Company, our oath binds each warrior to a noble covenant. With hand raised in the glow of a ceremonial flame, they pledge to be the stalwart protectors of Celia’nor, maintain the togetherness among the Draga’ar Company members, and carry the mark of their collective commitment - a burning red flame. As this oath echoes through these living halls, it signifies not just a promise but an enduring flame that courses through the veins of the Draga’ar Company, uniting each warrior in a legacy of chivalry and honor. ✵ The Draga’ar Motives The purpose of the Draga’ar Teluan is woven into the very fabric of their existence - we stand as stalwart guardians and keepers of the eternal flame that courses through the heart of the Celia’diraar. Our noble duty extends beyond mere protection; it is a commitment to safeguard the realm and its denizens before all else. United by the oath we swear under the Celia’diraar, the Draga’ar Teluan find purpose in upholding the virtues of chivalry, unity, and resilience. Our burning flames are not just marks of commitment but symbols of the unwavering flame that fuels our resolve. As defenders of Celia’nor, we navigate the delicate dance between tradition and innovation, embodying the essence of living legacies. In times of tranquility, the Draga’ar Teluan cultivates the bonds of unity, engaging in rituals that strengthen our connection to our brethren. However, when shadows loom and threats emerge, we transform into the unyielding shield, prepared to face adversity with unmatched courage and unwavering determination. The purpose of the Draga’ar Teluan transcends the temporal; it is a timeless commitment to honor, protect, and pass the legacy of the Celia’diraar to future generations. _______ "Strength in Unity, Resolve in Fire: Draga’ar Teluan, Keepers of the Celia’diraar" ✵ _______ AY’PUERAN; The Honourable Mordu’lar, Sylvir Cerusil, Evarir of the Cerusil Talonnii, Councilor in the Principality of Celia’nor The Honourable Fiyem, Donnie la Croix, Member of the Celia’diraar and the Draga’ar The Honourable Parir, Celius Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii, Councilor of the Cerusil, Parir of the Teluan Draga’ar The Honourable FiyemEir Maor, fiyem and member of the Draga’ar Teluin of the Celia’diaar The Honourable Fiyem Cyradil Alkanri,Fiyem and member of the Draga’ar Teluin of the Celia’diraar The Honourable Fiyem Galahad Nullivari, Member of the Nullivari Talonii, Member of the Draga’ar of the Celiadiraar

Celius Cerusil smiles at his Talonnii's achievement as he reads the missive.

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The Cerusil stretches his arms as he gets a news letter handed to him by one of his musin chef. He quietly reads it before he heads to the palace to inquired more on this matter. "An unexpected development, I must find the Chief of the Venator. Perhaps my years of retirement will come to an end." He commented as he snaps his finger for the small musin chef to hand him a greatsword. TO HER GRACE CHIEF COMMANDER OF THE VENATOR, Kolvar L. Valwynn-Soulheart Upon reading your missive, while I am not able and quick in my younger years to give my service to what was once the Celia'diraar. My expertise, wisedom and years of experience from my period as Parir, and a close advisor to many different Mordular. I humbly submit my request to take oath and trial to become a knight under the Venator. The Honourable former Parir, Celius Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii, Councilor of the Cerusil

The aging Cerusil felt a sharp pain as he receives news of such, yet he nothing prepared him to see the sight of Sylviria's grave. He would be quick to write out a missive to friends and relatives from afar to rally for this tragedy.