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Another of the Acal'Turrii, lost to the world in mindless trance, stumbled upon the missive. A subtle guilt swept over the aging elfess, a hand raising to adjust her glasses in thought. Perhaps she will brave the trek there, perhaps she may not. Only time and resources may tell. But she wishes all the love she can give to those of her family.

Two souls would gladly greet the other of who they held dear- both of reddish hair and a kind heart- no matter where their lives had taken them. Aiyeis would not be truly alone in death- not if both Ambrosine, and Meredith, could help it. Elsewhere, the daughter of Aiyeis in spirit and not by blood would never truly know her mother was completely gone for the second time... but in her heart she always wept for someone she loved, even if the other didn't feel the same adoration she so harbored. Every lesson, every story, would be kept close to the chest- no matter if it was manipulation, or speculation...

(I did not- in fact- throttle her-) A sickly 'thill of an Acal'Turrii smiles at the missive she helped her cousin create. Resting with plenty of soup for herself as she attempts to find rest.

One of the cousin's of the young Acal'Turrii would look upon the missive- a bit apprehensive of another possible war starting. Yet it was veiled behind a thinly placed smile to appease the young Acal'Turrii's excitement.

"I had hoped for peace or a way out for those of Celia'nor, I suppose this is as much as my hopes are going to be answered. I hope those scattered find a home worth calling theirs. That's all I can really say." Ac'Sullii, who was raised in those walls once called Celia'nor, utters in both bitter and fond memory. "Haelun, I hope this provided you solace in turn... wherever you are in the afterlife." With such words uttered, she goes back to writing in her journal.

An Elven woman, having been raised in what she once thought was blessed Starland, gives a heavy sigh as she reads upon the missive. A sort of melancholy nestled within her weak heart for a place she once called home. But too many times has she saw corruption in the beauty, and the struggle of her Talonii to strive to gain any recognition. "My family is better now in the hands of Cauróst, than it ever was in Celia'nor. I only hope those I once called friend who reside in such lands find peace... or an escape." With such words spoken to none but herself, she would set the missive down and tend to her Mother's and Brother's graves.

"May this treaty prove fruitful for both sides." Ac'Sullii Acal'Turrii comments as she reads the news over, a gentle smile to her lips before she tends to a painting of hers.

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Ac'Sullii, once a magi but no more, just reads the missive with a rather blank expression- a huff escaping her lips as she just leaves the missive be and goes about her days; not feeling like a weak twig anymore.

Ac'Sullii smiles at the missive, excited to what may lay in store for the library that she has helped minorly. A wonderful thing to wake up to, she seems to think.

A proud Ac'Sullii looks upon the missive with utmost pride for her cousin, a smile to her face as she contemplates if she might have any books to donate from her personal stash.

Ac'Sullii looks upon the missive in reasonable worry, a soft breath escaping her lips as she prays for those of her family that travel are keeping safe. She makes note to leave the missive rested on a table for those of family to see.

An in-law to the Wicks reads upon the missive in near horror- the sickly woman finding both disgust and sorrow for her part family. "How could they trial those who had no part to play in such things? I hope my in-laws are alright.. and Luthia too.." She questions to herself quietly, giving a deep sigh as she sets aside the missive and tries to drink some broth to soothe her sickly frame.

Funeral of Aiyeis Acal’Turrii The end of a story [!]A missive would be sent out throughout Aevos, beckoning forth the collection of friends, family and acquaintances to the proceedings listed below. To those who knew Aiyeis Acal’Turrii, you are hereby invited to attend her Funeral; We shall commemorate her life as it was, filled with stories of our interactions and our memories of the woman we’ve come to mourn. On the date of October 12th at 4:30PM EST, We shall come together and first have an open casket proceeding, allowing those to step forward and share a few kind words onto the deceased. Then, we shall follow with the lowering of her casket into the earth, where flowers will be placed upon the grave before she is buried. Please, come in your best attire, and with kind words. Sincerely, The Head of house; Ac’Sullii Acal’Turrii & The Acal’Turrii Talonnii Location: X:718, Y:209, Z:-1261 You’re free to come earlier; as I- Ac’Sullii Acal’Turrii, will be around the area at 1PM EST for earlier grievances. It will merely be the gifting of flowers, and idle condolences for those who attend much earlier and cannot stay.

Ac'Sullii would remain at home, the adopted daughter of Aiyeis moving to begin the preparations for the funeral of the deceased. Her face expressing deep melancholy as tired eyes gazed over her mother's body; the daughter moving to begin writing letters to those that she knew would care, and maybe even attend, the proceedings.