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The Death of Aleran Cerusil “While he did not prosper for very long upon our shores, he certainly shall be missed..” ✵ Published the 13th of the First Seed, Year 179 of the Second Age. Coming to the lands of Celia’nor only shortly after the death of his dear niece, Aleran managed to capture the heart of Nefeli Py’lrie after many nights of chatter as lliran and a bounty of alcohol was shared. While he may not have been the most charming or eloquent of the Cerusils, he was indeed the most noble and kind hearted of any, only thinking of others rather than himself. Shortly after the divorce between him and his wife occured, the man had disappeared into the night only for his bloodied corpse to be found strewn about the wheat fields outside the Starlight Cities’ walls.. Unlike his relatives, the cause of his death was a mystery, and it will remain that way until the end of times. There shall be no funeral for Aleran, only for his body to be burnt to ashes and scattered within the sea as requested in his will. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [OOC:] I’d like to take the time to extend my appreciation towards Celia’nor as a whole for not only being a large part of my life for the past few years but also to those who I’ve grown close with over that time (also do not roast me for the shitty pk post this time around). While there have been good times and some bad, Celia’nor and all who are a part of it shall have a special place within my heart. While I’d like to thank each and every one of you personally, we’d be here for ages and I’d like to end my time here on a short but sweet note as I close off this chapter of my lotc experience. To @VoxyNoir, the man himself who brought me to this place when it was first founded. You have been one of, if not my closest friend over the years even before I had joined lotc. I can never thank you enough for the fun experiences you have given me through the Cerusil family, though I’m afraid my days of Cerusil hopping are over. To @unlegiqDuck, while you’re still annoying as hell, I do consider you one of my friends and thank you for always making me feel smarter just by proxy of being around you. To @XoxoMinnieXoxo, you have been by far my favorite of ic in-laws I’ve ever had and thank you for allowing me to be part of your mineman family even if it was only for a few short weeks. I’ve always loved rping with you and will continue to love rping with you on other characters. To @hopey, thank you for allowing me to be part of all the monumental character arcs Nefeli has had over the past few months. Although I haven’t known you for nearly as long as I’ve known the others, you’ve become a dear friend to me in the time I’ve known you and will continue to cherish you as your time with my Cerusils comes to an end. To @Sailor, thank you for not beating the literal hell out of me when Sylvia had died only two weeks before you got back from basic training, and you will always be my favorite (and only) elven mother. To @Moping, **** you u canadian (with love). And to the rest of the Celia’nor community, while I may not have met or known you well, I will always appreciate you for helping to make this nation thrive and prosper. Until we meet again!

✵ Published the 12th of the First Seed, Year 179 of the Second Age. Let it be known throughout the realm of Celia'nor and to all who dwell within its borders that by the decree of Aleran Cerusil, the ties of marriage between himself and Nefeli Py'lrie are hereby severed. While not a decision taken lightly by either party, it was proclaimed by the Cerusil that, of his own volition, this separation is enacted, absolving both parties from the bonds of wedlock. Let no soul question nor challenge this decision, for it is made with clear intent and without undue influence. May both Aleran Cerusil and Nefeli Py'lrie find solace and freedom in the paths they now tread apart. ✵ AY’PUERAN Her Ladyship, Nefeli Py'lrie, Laurir of the Court of Stars, Member of the Py'lrie Talonnii; The Starlight Ambassador of the Principality of Celia'nor, His Lordship, Aleran Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii; Esteemed blacksmith of the Principality of Celia'nor,

I feel as though these perks should be provided to coal vip along with the other chat perks such as italicizing and bolding their emotes. People shouldn't have to drop around $50 in order to gain access to the chat perks when they could be readily available to a wider margin of players.

The Queen of Ravenmire would rejoice in the birth of a healthy young boy. "Jest a day blessed by Godani himself!"

Aleran Cerusil busied himself within his forge, crafting various weapons and sets of armor for his people.

Yelena would slowly browse the missive, a smile forming to grace her features. "Y can hardly wait to see Adria's glory once more."

The Joining of Legacies Published by the Cerusil and Py’lrie Councils Through passing time, two young souls filled with love and pure adoration have stayed at each other's side for seven longing years. Together as one, have they traversed through the bountiful journey of cherishing one another through the most blessed of days, and protecting and nurturing the other in the most difficult of times. Following the same path many of their elders had engrained, it is a great pleasure to formally announce the upcoming nuptials of Lady Nefeli Py’lrie and Lord Aleran Cerusil. ITINERARY The Celestial Union The evening will begin with a grand ceremony, as a vast array of specially curated and aged wines, among other beverages are served to those who witness to enjoy both the bride and groom joining together in the eyes of the law within the Principality of Celia’nor. The Coastal Vows As the vows between the soon-to-be wed are exchanged, both the bride and the groom of each respective Talonnii will overlook a body of water. It is a Py’lrie ancestral tradition of one’s matrimony to be facing the sea or some substituting form of water, as thus stems from ancestral history of those who embarked to explore the grand sea with their deemed soulmate. The ceremony will be held at Celia’nors secluded grove on the 17th of the Sun’s Smile. A Peculiar Pledge The bride and groom will each crush a carved skull specially prepared for the occasion, a tradition rooted deep within the Cerusil’s history but has not been practiced since before Illarion Ibarellian’s rule. The belief behind this ritual is that both souls will break past the chains of the flesh and body, allowing them to find each other and for their love to persist evermore should they be felled in battle. Lofted Banquet Beginnings As the skulls are effectively smashed by the bride and groom, another of the Cerusil traditions will begin immediately after. The extended talonnii of the now wedded couple will move forth, hoisting the pair up into the sky before walking them towards the banquet area. Once reached, a grand night full of music, dancing, and food will conclude the occasion. At that time, guests are welcome to offer any gifts to the couple they may have, but such is not a requirement. Formal Invitations: Primarch of Nor’Velyth and the People of Nor-Velyth His Royal Majesty, JOHN ALEXANDER, by the Grace of GOD, King of Aaun, Prince of Alstion The Princes of Reinmar and their High Chief of the Reinmaren the Reinmaren people His Serene Highness, Ivan Aleksandr, Grand Prince of Kusoraev Sigrun ‘Undeadslayer’ Stonehammer Grand King of Urguan SOVRÈN MAJESTÉ, Reine Medea Amaranta Viola De Astrea, the Queen of Vikela, La Violetta Invitations: Io and family @ichigomaster98 Len’ii @Damnit_Delmar Pym Volkov @MrMojoMordor Raziel Amethil and family @Laeonathan Laerdya @Punished_Pup Iolas @kuebiko Cassius @MeteorDragon Farian and family @PestyWarlock Freya Anarion-Anthri’onn and family @TheHeftyDonut Elathion and family @FlemishSupremacy Yelena Rostova and family @XoxoMinnieXoxo Aelena Lyren @Soup_Leaves The Nullivari Talonnii The Akaln'riv Talonnii The Athri'onn Talonnii And last, but not least, the Acaln'sae Talonnii And of course, all the citizens of Celia’nor are welcome to attend this glorious occasion! AY’PUERAN Her Ladyship, Irelia Py’lrie, Laurir Kaliri of the Esteemed Royal Council; Circle of Stars; Lady of Festivities, Matriarch of the prestigious Evarir Talonnii, The Py’lrie of the Principality of Celia’nor, Her Ladyship, Nefeli Py'lrie, Laurir of the Court of Stars, Member of the Py'lrie Talonnii; The Starlight Ambassador of the Principality of Celia'nor, His Lordship, Sylvir Cerusil, The Honourable Mordu’lar, Evarir of the Cerusil Talonnii; Councilor in the Principality of Celia’nor, His Lordship, Aleran Cerusil, Member of the Cerusil Talonnii; Esteemed blacksmith of the Principality of Celia'nor,

The Menu Of The Drunken Sailor Tavern Published the 15th of the Amber Cold, year 170 SA. As it is important for all citizens alike to be able to relax after a long day, the Drunken Sailor Tavern has seen fit to revise its menu to reflect the needs of the people. Stop by and browse the available foods and drinks, or perhaps find a new companion! __________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Food Caramel Cream Filled Candies (1 mina) Inside a small pouch would be a handful of hard candies with a caramel cream center! Matcha Macarons (2 mina) Between two thin cookies would be a delicious vanilla and caramel infused crème, a perfectly sweet yet savory dessert! The Sheepa, Merela, and Gwen (2 mina) A stew made from the losing sheep of the Celia’nor sheep race, truly a meal fit for last place. Penguin Stew (2 mina) Just as the name suggests, it’s a hardy stew made from penguin meat and a variety of vegetables. Perfect for the colder times of the year. The Classic Griller (3 mina) A different spin on the grilled chicken sandwich, the meat would be almost drenched in butter and herbs with mild spices, onions, and lettuce chunks placed between two slices of toasted bread. Raspberry Lamb Kebabs (3 mina) A set of three grilled kebabs, each with five pieces of cooked mutton. Sandwiched between the pieces of meat would be onions, squash, or yam in an alternating fashion and would be drizzled with a combination of brown sugar and raspberry juice to make a sweet glaze to accompany the savory flavors! __________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Non-Alcoholic Beverages Ice Water (Free) A glass of refreshing ice water, free of charge! Sweet Angren Apple Juice (1 mina) A basic apple juice made from apples imported directly from the City of Angren. Self-freezing Ice (2 mina) This enchanted orange-juice will freeze immediately upon saying the word "freeze", though not fully to ensure it can still be drunk; a wonderful refreshment after a long day! Sea Salt Caramel Coffee (2 mina) This coffee is refined by its rich caramel flavor combined with a hint of sea salt that brings out a fine balance of flavors. Whether iced or served hot, this coffee is delicious and will satisfy any sweet tooth. Mint Tea (2 mina) This classic tea grown within Celia’nor would have the light and refreshing aroma of freshly picked mint. Delicious whether chilled or served piping hot! Peach Sweet Tea (2 mina) A black tea that is flavored and sweetened with peaches and cane sugar, it's best served over ice with a sprig of mint! Earl Ruthern Tea (3 mina) This secret blend would have a distinct floral and citrus taste. It's typically served with a small slice of lemon and is the perfect drink to sit down and read a book with. __________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Alcoholic Beverages Boozy Lemon (2 mina) A light rum cut with saltwater and blended with real lemons. It would smell like freshly squeezed lemonade and give you a nice buzz! The Pink Hornet (2 mina) A vodka based dragonfruit cocktail, served with a rim of honey and sugar. Served with a cut of fresh, raw sugarcane. Gin N Bubbles (2 mina) As suggested by the name, this gin would be mixed with champagne in order to achieve a bubbly drink! Garnished with lemon and lime slices to cut the strong bite from the alcohol. Amberstone Elixir (3 mina) A full-bodied brandy that was carefully distilled, creating intense flavors of stone, tropical fruits, and subtle spice notes. Martini Lagoon (3 mina) This smooth vodka would be flavored and garnished with fresh blueberries and lavender, creating an utterly dangerous yet delicious liquor! WARNING: The Slumbering Scholar Tavern heavily recommends that one indulges in this drink in strong moderation, but is not liable for overindulgence. Margarita Mountain (3 mina) A tequila based drink flavored with lime, citrus, and agave syrup. The rim of the glass would have a green colored salt, carrying a small spice kick due to the jalapeno garnish. Liquid Mana-lon (3 mina) A bright green, bubbly concoction of melon and gin, topped with a scoop of ice cream. Ivarielle's Humor (3 mina) This wonderful red wine is the driest there is in the Principality! The wine has matured below the wonderful slopes of Starpool, giving it a truly special taste! Celian Pontac (3 mina) A sweet crimson wine which tastes of fruits such as strawberries. Pairs well with dried beef, wild boar, and goulash. Celia'nor Cerulean (3 mina) This authentic Celia'nor wine would boast the flavors of pears, blueberries, and marzipan alongside a remarkable cerulean hue. Warmonger's Delight (3 mina) This wine would be full of crisp flavors such as passion fruit, gooseberry, pear, and elderflower with a touch of lime zest. It has a long and dry finish that grips you as if it's drinking you back! Strawberry Champagne (3 mina) A sweet champagne made of strawberries and honey. Fi'andria Champagne (4 mina) A light bubbling champagne would be encased in a magegold foil wrapping, keeping it perfectly chilled till opened and served! Imerion Mead (4 mina) A cinnamon and apple forward mead, sure to remind you of a home baked pie. Reinmaren Golden (4 mina) Produced in the traditional way this liquor would have the characteristic scent of Savoyard plums, however the mystique behind it is it’s hidden potency. WARNING: The Slumbering Scholar Tavern heavily recommends that one indulges in this drink in strong moderation, but is not liable for overindulgence. MacPherson Petran Blended Whiskey (4 mina) A well rounded petran whiskey with an oaky aftertaste. Illarion's Flaming Liquor (4 mina) Like the retired Prince Illarion’s heart burns for Celia’nor, this enchanted liquor will burn you away! WARNING: There will be no compensation for burnt clothes, hair or eyebrows. The Roamers Rum (4 mina) A rich, golden rum flavored with honey, toffee, and gingerbread. After one swig, one would feel a deep burning sensation in their throat before it's replaced by a warmed and content feeling! __________________________________________________________________________________________________ Ay'puran Tavernkeep Nevina Azhir

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Yelena would busy herself with readying the kegs to her breweries, lighting the fires within her ovens, and preparing to finally host a night of feasting within the halls of the famed Winburgh Tavern.

The Elegy of Sylviria Cerusil “She enamored all who saw her, encouraged all she spoke to, and had one hell of a right hook..” ✵ Published the 15th of the Deep Cold, 162 Second Age. [!] A somber tune would begin to play. [!] “In the twilight realm of Celia'nor fair, A tale of sorrow we now declare. Sylviria Cerusil, a mage of grace, In the 'aherals embrace, her presence we trace. Born of Senna's love and Numerian's pride, The youngest, the brightest, a radiant guide. Her beauty adorned with an ethereal sheen, A vision of enchantment, a living dream. Charm woven in every spell she cast, In the moonlit glades, her memories vast. Aspiring mage, her dreams untold, Within her heart, a story yet to unfold. A daughter cherished, a sister so dear, In the woven tapestry, a star shining clear. A llir to all, her laughter a song, A melody to the lands, where she belonged. Fiercely protective of all she cherished, In her presence, their fear would perish. No enchantment could shield her from fate, At twenty-two, she faced a cruel spate. Murdered, the flame of her life extinguished, In the shadowed halls, the answers distinguished. A mourning moon weeps her silver tears, As Celia'nor grieves for the Cerusil held dear. Yet, let not darkness shroud her light, In memories, she remains, a beacon bright. A legacy of love, in hearts she'll stay, A guardian spirit, guiding the way. The stars above now cradle her soul, In the cosmic dance, she finds her role. Sylviria Cerusil, gone too soon, In the 'aheral hearts, an eternal tune.” ✵ Sylviria, more commonly known as Sylvia, Cerusil’s wake shall be held upon the 20th of Snow's Maiden, 164 of the Second Age.

A Silver Masquerade “What is the point of excellence if there is nobody there to admire it?” Published the 11th of the Deep Cold, Year 162 SA. In celebration of Theveus Sythaerin’s hard work as Sohaer of the Silver Empire of Haelun’or, Tilurir’san Carallia Maeyr’onn is inviting all citizenry of Haelun’or, Kaethul, Caelia, Amathine, Balian, Krugmar, Hohkmat to a celebratory masquerade ball! - It is requested that all guests wear a mask, and to not reveal their identities till the night has concluded. - There shall be two main dances, in which you are free to either sit on the side and watch or partner with a mysterious person! - Finally, the Sohaer shall judge those in participation on attire. It is highly encouraged to dress your best, as there shall be a small prize for the winner! Invitations: The City-State of Kaethul | @Ewdrawings The Dominion of Caelia | @Zqppy The Crown of Amathine | @JJosey The Kingdom of Balian | @HIGH_FIRE The Iron Horde of Krugmar | @Narthok The City-State of Hohkmat | @Minuvas And, of course, all citizens of the Silver Empire of Haelun’or are invited! Come to the gardens behind the Citadel on the full moon of Sun's Smile.

The Union of Crows ✵ ✵ Published in the year 1958 on the 14th of the Amber Cold [!] A neatly folded letter would appear in the mailboxes of all the Veletzian citizenry, sealed with a red wax stamp depicting a crow. To the citizens of the heartlands: Between the ravages of long-fought battles and the grief of losing Brasca, the echoes of impending joy and the radiant glow of love that promises to blossom from the hearts of our cherished citizens, a grand celebration is set to happen - the union of Yelena Carrion-Tuvyic and Bo Amador in a glorious matrimony. This wondrous ceremony is to take place within the walls of the Winburgh keep. The bride and groom to be wish to formally invite the following: All citizenry of Veletz HIS GRACE, Gaspard of the House van Aert, Captain-General of the League of Veletz, Duke of Middelan, Bannerlord of Winburgh, Protector of Midlanders HIS GRACE, Markus Marie Sarkozic, Duke of Adria, Count of Aldersberg HER GRACE, Oksana Marusya Sarkozic, Duchess-consort of Adria, Countess-consort of Aldersberg The Honorable, Viktoria Helena af Brasca, Baroness of Brasca, Castellan of the Courts of Winburgh Specific invitations to certain individuals have already been offered. INVICTUS SOL IN AETERNUM Yelena Carrion-Tuvyic Bo Amador

Yelena would grasp hold of the missive handed to her by Vyllaenen within the Veletzian tavern, a brow quirked as she read it's contents. "Well this is a surprised, though I may only pray it shall end well.. Which is unlikely."

The youngest of the Cerusil Talonnii would grasp the pamphlet in her hands, a look of curiosity and intrigue upon her face. "Hm, sounds interesting enough... Perhaps I shall take this pursuit."

Yelena Carrion would look to the invitation that arrived within her mailbox, a small smile upon her face before pulling out a parchment and quill. "Dear Marusya Klavdiya Sarkozic, I would be delighted to attend your feast. Do let me know if there is anything you wish for me to bring, as a gift."

An Elegy of Sylva Cerusil “She died as she lived, a smile upon her face…” ✵ Published the 14th of the Deep Cold, 157 Second Age. “In the moonlit realm of Celia'nor fair, Where silver leaves whisper tales in the air, There lived an ‘aheral woman of grace, Sylva Cerusil, with an enchanting trace. A noble mistress with a heart so divine, The Drunken Sailor Tavern, her sacred shrine. Amidst the laughter, the music, the cheer, Sylva's presence made every soul draw near. Her eyes, pools of sunlight, wisdom untold, In the love of alchemy, her heart's secrets unfold. Master of potions, a sorceress of the brew, She wove magic in each flask, in every hue. Drunken chicken fights, her whimsical delight, A carnival of feathers in the tavern's soft light. Laughter echoed in the halls she adorned, A symphony of joy, where memories were born. A noblewoman by birth, yet humility she wore, Kindness in abundance, compassion at her core. Through the realms of Celia'nor, her name a song, Sylva Cerusil, where harmony belonged. In the tender embrace of love's gentle dance, She found her soulmate, a loving romance. A fiancee's promise, a future so bright, Their love a beacon in the elven night. But fate, cruel fate, struck with a venomous hand, A tragedy that shook the enchanted land. Her life's flame extinguished, a radiant star fell, As Sylva's body, wounded, before the gates they quell. Oh, the sorrow that draped Celia'nor's bowers, As tears of the moon wept upon night's hours. In the silence of grief, the stars dimmed their light, For the loss of Sylva, in the mali night. Yet, her spirit lingers in the tavern's soft glow, In the laughter, the memories, the ebb and the flow. An ‘aheral woman, forever in lore, Sylva Cerusil, whom we mourn evermore. Raise a toast to her memory, in the Drunken Sailor's hall, Let the echoes of her love in every heart install. In the tapestry of time, her legacy we'll weave, Sylva Cerusil, in our hearts, you'll forever live.” ✵ Sylva Cerusil’s wake shall be held upon the 18th of Sun's Smile, 158 of the Second Age. OOC: Some ambient music if you really wanna get in your feels https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Giy_HAKLVs4

A Maeyr’onn Masquerade “What is the point of excellence if there is nobody there to admire it?” Published the 1st of the First Seed, Year 151 SA. In celebration of the youngest member in the Maeyr’onn Talonnii coming of age, a masquerade ball shall be hosted! Come to meet new people either on your own or with a plus one. - All guests are required to wear a mask and asked to not reveal their identities till the night has concluded. - There shall be two main dances, in which you are free to either sit on the side and watch or partner with a mysterious person! - Finally, Miss Carallia Maeyr’onn shall judge those in participation on attire. It is highly encouraged to dress your best, as there shall be a small prize for the winner! Special Invitations: Cresence Tunivel’hai | @hemomancy Theveus Sythaerin | @MailC3p Athri’annyer Tinuviel | @WhatASithuation ‘N’tellahr Faust | @Mallow Elarhil Sullas | @riorr Invitations: The Crown of Amathine | @JJosey The Kingdom of Balian | @Mirtok And, of course, the citizens of the Silver Empire of Haelun'or! Come to the Friendship Park behind the Citadel on the full moon of the next First Seed.

Whilst rocking her ward back to sleep after a nightmare, Carallia would pick up and stare at the paper, a blank and exhausted look upon the 'aherals visage. As she set the paper down, she'd let out a hissed sigh before pinching her nose. Setting the child down upon his bed, she'd quietly walk out before muttering under her breath. "Larihei above, they even know my age? What's next, they tell me I am actually a blonde?" She'd then continue to brood before slumping into a chair, ".. At least they got my preferences correct."

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Carallia would stick her head out of her room to shout down the hall in return, "Qui traite-t-on de petite pute quand on ne laisse pas de place à Larihei?" She'd then be met with a very sharp corner of the now-book copy of the Gazette to the face. Muttering curses under her breath as she read, she'd rub her forehead before continuing to shout in Auvergneian. "Pour information, je n'ai pas envoyé ça à la Gazette! Tu sais que je dirais de telles choses en face de Theveus!" She'd then murmur one last time before shutting the door to her room, though it could not be heard...

Carallia Maeyr'onn takes hold of the pamphlet, looking the page over before letting out a gasp of her own, "I'm most certainly not related to Asul, no matter the resemblance.. Though I can admit she would look absolutely fabulous in the talonnii colors." She'd then continue to read, shaking her head at the various accusations towards her and her relatives. "Larihei above, they even know about Nelecar? What sources do they have? Honestly, it's quite remarkable.. I am not suffering from mental issues, and my marlari'onn doesn't dye her hair! That would be absurd seeing as we uphold our purity."

Amphelice would grab a paper before smoothing it out on the table. After skimming through, she'd let out a hardy laugh "It seems the author loves to bash this Malithor person"