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Orinmon furrows his brows after his gaze quickly read the missive. His gaze returned back upon the paper and a quil laying by it. "So how long would this thing take, eh?" He murmured to himself in a pondering manner, dangling his hands to the sides "What if I'll make it a bit smaller mm..?"

"Powerful." The elf announced with a chuckle, resting in his seat.

"Those who're against you, should be first asked to leave. If they refuse, force them. Even though you don't want any rebelion in your city, I agree that there is no point in spilling more blood." Orinmon murmurs quietly to @Twinny, with a missive in his hand

"Alwin needs a wife." Orinmon states in a pondering voice as his gaze scans the missive

Orinmon gazed over the missive. A light smile blurred across his face "Ivarielle actually won." A light chuckle crossed his face "She still owes me grass however" The elf stated with a firm nod

Orinmon sat in the small, cozy tavern somewhere within Urguan lands "He is actually a chad!" The elf exclaimed odd word, with a chuckle escaping his lips, after his emerald gaze quickly read the missive

"What if I refuse?" The elf mutters out.

Orinmon's face blurred in a light smile. He peered down at the missive, casually scanning it with his emerald gaze. The elf then pulled an empty letter, reached for ink and quil and started writting something. When he was finished, he firmly nodded several times. The letter was addressed to @Monkee and simply questioned - "Did you finally get heaters? - Orinmon.". He then snapped his fingers in a loud manner, with a light grin remaining. Ebon raven darts off from one of Orinmon's chests, and lands near the elf. He then swiftly attaches the letter to raven's leg and sends the bird off. Raven leaves the room through slightly opened door. Orinmon then grabbed the missive, and read it once again. A frown formed on his forehead. "Xionists." The elf mutters out to himself before putting the missive back on his table and standing up from the seat. He slowly paced to the door and left the room, shutting it behind.

"He is sick?" The elf murmured to himself as he read the missive and his pupils glimered with dark purple "Hmph, he was better than the previous one, I'll give him that. May he rest in peace." Orinmon mutters out as violet flames embraced the missive and shortly after faded as flickering fire disappeared along with it

Omg, so based. I should actually read it at some point.

CRAZY!!!

Orinmon peered down at the missive, gently scratching his healthy cheek "Val became a theif those days? How curious." The elf murmured rather to himself before glancing upon a separate head of certain somebody, hanging on the wall. He squints his eyes lightly, stands up and walks away.

Fall of the Ando Alur was quite a problem, still, the problem didn’t end yet. The corruption area that was formed because of the fall is a dangerous place on it’s own, but everything might be even worse. Due to some reports that I’ve gotten, I fear that an enemy grows within. I will be heading there for at first a scout mission soon enough, and I ask everyone who is willing to help join me. +=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+ Signed, Orinmon Viradiraar [OOC] Saturday, 6 pm EST I’ll be at the main gates in Haelun’or. Everyone who wants to join let me know somehow in the comments for ST reasons.

A chess game ============+++============ To start playing follow: https://lichess.org You will end up on a page alike that one: Select PLAY WITH A FRIEND, select variant and time control as you like, then click on the black and white figure You’ll be sent to a page like that one: Send the invitation code to your opponent, and begin playing :)

Upon seeing the poster the elf burst in a fit of laugh. After a good minute of laughing he was able to finally stop "Oh, ti. I guess I have done no good to the state, not like the one who written that stupidity" he left, still with a sarcastic smile upon his face

___________________________________________________ Upon entering Haelun’or, if one would look around he could notice a slight irregularity. People have frozen faces. If one would look closely he could realize that all that time, he was looking not upon the face, but in fact the mask! ___________________________________________________ Mali’thilln! Work began. It did a while ago actually. ‘thilln work, some with more effort, some with less. Nevertheless, a reward shall be disposed upon the Blessed Citizenry of the Silver City, a day of halt, a day of rest, a day of relief. Masquerade of the Silver The event shall be held in the Citadel in a few mali days. There shall be games, food, drinks, dancing, and of course, Mali’thilln. A strict dress code of silver and light blue-hued attire along with their masks. [OOC] Friday 11.12.2021 6 pm EST ---------------------------------=+=-------------------------------- SPECIAL INVITATIONS: Whole Ando Alur Nobility of Elysium and every citizen there. Nobility of Oren and every citizen there

There's a list of questions you have to ask: - Name - Race - Current place of residence - Reason to visit Elcihi - If they are somehow related with azdrazi, paladins etc If nothing is suspicious: - Bob has to take off his helmet/hood or anything of that sort to reveal his head and face - If they have any weapons tell them to put it in the chest below you. ((only irply)) Open the inner gate and don't forget to shut it behind them. This protocol must be implemented in the gatekeeping process, yet a gatekeeper may ask additional questions or require additional actions.

Very based, vey based

Upon attaching the poster, smile blurred on Okarir'tir 's face, yet not too wide "Maehr'sae. Progress." the elf stated and walked away, wondering where is it going to lead.

[OOC] Not with you but based

Elf would blink a few times upon seeing the poster and slowly rubbed his nape "Haelun'or might return to magical glory it seems." Orinmon lets out with a chuckle. His face blurred in a soft smile and he tilted his head backwards, simply peering into the beautiful sky. Though it was cloudy, he quite enjoyed such weather. Elf stood in that posture for a few minutes and then headed off, in his normal position.

Orinmon would only smile once he was aware of those news. He was lost in his thoughts, though perhaps bothered by something.

[!] Orinmon passes by the construct, noticing their confusion. He then walked towards it, aiming to help. Elf chuckled, seeing Mountain's mistake and petted him on the the shoulder. He then would flip the pamphlet and pointed "Stoo - oopid." He then walks away, with a grin of his face

Upon seeing the post, a soft smile blurred on Orinmon's face. "So you want to help people, huh?" he nodded a few times and turned around "I shall aid you in that." he headed away, still with a smile on his face

Orinmon Viradiraar looked upon this poster, with a smirk bluring on his face- "Progress, huh?" he then nodded few times and walked away, still grinning.