Minuvas

"We congratule the new Prince and welcome heartily the success of the Ker people. Prepare for him a gift, and send our emissary". He remarks to a nearby courtier

[A large Flagon of Rum would be sent to Zirath with an attached note] "You've done a great deal for the Mali , cousin. A rest well earned. Clan R'ikarth remains a special place in the hearts of the Melphestaus family and the people of Ebonwood. We shall never forget the generosity of Stygian Hollow and the kinship of the clan. May you tend to a life of peace and free from the traumas of the day. -Min

"A good day for Vortice" Minuvas remarks, penning a note.

Remarks to someone in his Palace "I don't recall the passing of any judgement against Elysium.... I suggest if there are crimes against Elfdom these Mali should seek Malin's voice..."

"Even their gossip papers suggest the two sides should talk, the Ebonwood remains available" says to a courier, but then remarks to himself "...but my morning read of missives certainly would not be as enjoyable without all this Haelun'Or drama..."

"Unacceptable. Kinslaying and the wholesale slaughter of Elves!?" Minuvas could be heard remarking in disbelief to the courtier who brought him the missive. He placed Malin's garb on his forehead, and grabbed his quill.

Minuvas looks at the name of the author on the missive. "I see this Elfess' name pop up fairly frequently every time the law is concerned. It would seem she did not meditate on the five instructions, as commanded" would remark to a palatial courtier within his tree palace. "Some people scream for salvation, loudly...we should do well to uplift them"

Minuvas would curl the missive up and place it on his desk. A large wide brim smile on his face as he let's out a small sigh of relief. "Let this be Malin's will, than" he would say. Pondering on the moment, looking out across the forests of the Ebonwood.

A courtier arrives to deliver Minuvas the missive "Oh? How curious, the Sohaer was living under my roof? I suppose she'll need to return to the Silver State to lead her nation, but perhaps this spells the beginning of a new relationship between us..."

[!] Would pick up his pen, and begin to write.. "Dear Lord Marshall...." Suddenly, he would awake...sweating. It was all a nightmare. He no longer had to deal with these things. "Oh...thank goodness" and would roll over and go blissfully to bed.

The Princeps receives the missive from a courier, noticing the last line, he picks up his quill and begins to draft a letter to an old acquaintance of the Silver State.

[!] Would pick up his quill, writing gleefully to the author; "Malin'onn, It is good to see the quantity and quality of scholarly work coming once again from the Silver State on the rise. It is no doubt the great scholar and prophet himself, Malin, would be pleased to see literary works clarifying such ideals. As much as Maehr'sae Hiylun’ehya is not an atheist construct, neither is the way of Malin a theist proposal. I would offer you an opportunity to learn and read on Malin's philosophy - simple yet illuminous truths as to how one should live as an Elf, and perhaps to share this philosophy with the Silver Citizens for them to reflect. You might find it to be uplifting to connect once more with your Father, even so much as to dispelling much of the exclusive cruelness of Maehr'sae Hiylun’ehya. May you ponder in greatness, cousin. " -Minuvas"

"Well done" Minuvas wrote in a small note to the younger Ruthern "The effort of skilled diplomacy on your part, and one which I am pleased to see friendship between us and my Northern cousins" A bottle of wine from 1820 , from the Xth Nordling war, was sent along with the small note from Minuvas to Ivar. @Shmeepicus

Good lore. Look forward to meeting them in game.

"How curious, someone invite this Mali to talk to us more about this Tiva...and the language of the Ame" Minuvas would remark to someone, anyone, on his council near him.

The Bronze Soldiers of the Myriad were not present in the city that day, having marched their warriors to the gates of Haelun'Or - to see no resistance. Minuvas would receive the missive that the Thill would surrender and offer no resistance "We will not partake in the blood lust" He said to the Soldiers of the Myriad "Leave the Fenn to their frenzy, such wanton slaughter of Mali kind is not our way" and with that the Soldiers of the Myriad would march back to the forests of the Ebonwood. He would mourn that evening the butcher's bill Haelun'Or would pay.

Minuvas would bob his foot down while sipping tea, reading the missive in his quarters. He would set it down, looking at the vast forest before him, thinking of the conflict on the horizon "How curious..." He would remark, before setting his quill to parchment.

Minuvas was glad at least the Orc Shamans knew that Oren was the heart of the faith and not Haense. Too bad the Canonist Church didn't.

The following documents bearing the authentic signature of Minuvas were circulated early around Urguan that day, slowly making their way outside of their walls to the rest of Almaris.

"What to make of this?" Minuvas looked to the Elves about him, he stroked his chin reading the missive. "Are we to be the only Mali uninvolved...Malin's will is unclear"

OOC: Looks like a great seed! Well written.

Nice trailer Xeph.

"We hope the Ker, and kin of the dual Principalities flourish in this time. This is grand news for Elven unity" remarks as a rider delivers him the missive.

"A stubborn Valah if I've ever known one, but he represented his people well...let him have the skies promised to him...and leave us in peace" Remarked Minuvas privately.

Thank you Wolf for help with those skins. How do I make the Eldari and the Sons of Malin great again?