MrTurtleGod

Johan Vuiller II would hear the news of his father's passing as he was stood in his his room. A tear would fall, rolling off his cheek as the fatherless Vuiller slumped back onto his bed. He sighed, "Oh father, you were the reason I am who I am today. I will miss you, and honour you until my last breath. May you rest peacefully." Johan would find his fathers stash of cactus green, sobbing as he smoked the pain away.

Lord Tarathiel would chuckle as he read along “oh the many things wrong here. You are no longer a Gwaithor of Ebonwood nor will Pinemaw ever become yours again after what you have done.”

The Ebonwood Feast Welcoming the forthcoming spring of the Ebonwood I am very excited to announce the first Ebonwood feast, which will be held in the base of the tree-palace in ilandria. This feast will honour and celebrate our achievements, our community and most of all, our stomachs. Food and drink will be readily available to all guests, as will games and prizes. Guests will be provided the chance to show off their archery skills in a friendly competition to see who will be crowned the ‘Champion of the String’. First, second and third will be rewarded with prizes of various types. I look forward to seeing everyone there! Special invitations would be sent to: His Imperial Majesty, Philip III, The Holy Orenian Emperor Her Imperial Majesty, Anastasia of Kositz, The Holy Orenian Empress His Imperial Highness, The Prince Peter, Heir Apparent of the Holy Orenian Empire and the people of Orenia His Highness, High Prince Evar'tir Oranor, High Prince of Elvenesse and the residents of Elvenesse His Highness, Prince Zirath R’ikarth, Prince of Nor’Asath and the residents of the Dual-Principalities Okarir’san A’eollaja Ello’janna-Valwynn and the residents of Haelun’or His Grace, Duke Eugeo De Astrea and the residents of Elysium The Sovereign of Vortice, Monarch Lenora, and the people of the Unified Domain of Vortice His Excellency, Zhu Chen Wenping, esteemed Ministers and the residents of Yong-Ping His Excellency, The Inquisitor-General, The Viscount Rev Vuiller of Vuillermoz and his kin The esteemed Seed el’Sirame Any hungry Elf with peaceful intent Signed and written by, Lord Tarathiel Lord Tarathiel Daemyar de Melphestaus, High Seneschal of ilandria, Ethereal Councilor of Ebonwood OOC NOTE: This event will be held in Ebonwood at 3pm EST on Friday the 1st of April.

Lord Tarathiel would sigh as he read the missive, placing it down on his desk “If only they had disclosed this sooner, perhaps we could’ve helped.”

Tarathiel would smile as he spotted the Thesis on his desk "Oooh more fuel for the fire!" The Elf would toss the Thesis into the fire, smiling as he felt the heat on his body.

Lord Tarathiel would smile “I think I know who to call if I ever need representing. They really did well in that trial!”

Tarathiel would smile as he read across the sale of the Tavern “It is about time we sold it, it has been sitting empty for far too long!”

Father Tarathiel would read through the missive nodding "Ah yes. A message I can agree with. I hope some Ame show up and can help me in teaching some cultural lessons." Once noticing the Ephesius missive was signed by Hieran, Tarathiel would throw it into the fire of his hunters lodge and begin to warm his bare feet over the fire smiling.

Tarathiel would be sat in his office as he read the missive, leaning back in his chair and muttering to nobody "Ah a shame, I hope we can unite as one to quickly resolve this issue"

Father Tarathiel would chuckle as he sat in his office, reading over the missive, and say to nobody "Ha, these funny little men. They threatened my family yet they can't even reach our door handles. How they make me laugh." The missive was then soon tossed in the fire, watching the words burn away as the turned to nothing but ash and dust.

Father Tarathiel would have a look of shock and anger as he read the statement on the Irehearts "Clipping the ears of Elves. Raids on Imperial land? This is a shame. I am sure the Empire will react accordingly"

Tarathiel would be sat in his office as he read across the contents of the letter before him. A small grin would form as he began to speak “Wynanya has done a very good job of this. I must say I am rather proud. I look forward to seeing this event unfold.”

RP Name: Tarathiel Daemyar de Melphestaus MC Name: MrTurtleGod Voted: Yes

Candidacies for Imperial Diet Elections, all Districts, 28th Diet SURNAME: Daemyar de Melphestaus FIRST NAME: Tarathiel ADDRESS OF RESIDENCE: The Ravenmour Estate MUNICIPALITY/ARCHDIOCESE OF CANDIDACY (State 'National' if not running in a specific municipality): Archdiocese of Providentia YEAR OF BIRTH: 1805 Are you registered and eligible to vote in the Municipality or Archdiocese you are running? yes Do you have any other title, peerage or military service that may conflict with becoming a Member of the Imperial Diet, as per the Edict of Furnestock (1838)? No If yes, do you understand that you will be required to resign or abdicate from this position should you be elected to the Diet, and if this does not occur your seat shall be considered to be vacant?: ((MC NAME)): MrTurtleGod

Full Name of Man - Lacazette Antler Date of Birth of Man - X Name of Woman - Elizabeth Date of Birth of Woman - X Location of Ceremony - The Ravenmour Estate Date of Ceremony (Year) - It was a week or so ago I do not remember the date Name of Clergyman who performed ceremony - Father Tarathiel