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. On the 9th of Malin's Welcome 141 Of the Second age As the news reached Ailis, and the Sutherlainns, they mourned their loss and left a document of a new heir to their clan. Because of the passing of Sorcha NicAilis Sutharlainn, is Ailis Nic'Dùghlas Sutharlainn without an heir, or children to take over the clan after her passing. So I am hereby appointing my sons first born, Màrcus MacFergus Sutharlainn to take over in my place, in an event I may pass. Or be unable to keep our clan safe and standing. We Ask Anyone who reads this to keep an eye out for Sorcha’s child. Who has gone missing Sometime before, or after her murder. We do not know its age or gender besides that it has Silver hair. Any information would be appreciated. We fear Sorcha’s attacker has her child now, or worse her child is killed too, and laying somewhere in the forest… Signed: Her Grace, Future Jarl of Dùnrobin, Former Jarl of Rathonia, Chieftain Sutherland,

A'lia reading the invitation from her bed, realizing one big problem. She can't move. Hoping that Onon will be around soon enough to help her get gifts!

Màrcus noded a few times, he then offered a faint smile. and mutherd " gum fanadh iad marbh." in his own family tongue.

Màrcus Sutharlainn gave a few nods reading it over.

A'lia frowned at the sight of the cat, and made a mental note to kill people. As she picked it up to move it to a less open place, and for fewer people to see. Slowly she planned a murder in her head of who would ever do something like this to her friend's cat. That is If this was her cat...? A'lia had her doughts. But was planing murder non the less.

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Ailis Sutharlainn noded and quietly said " Glad I was there for it. May he stay well in retirement"

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Of A’lia Vershar Kervallen, and Onon [!] A painting was painted on the invitation, by A’lia. After years of waiting, it is great joy to announce the union of A’lia and Onon in marriage. There will be a wedding held in Lurin, on the Lalwën’s Manor roof. On the 8th of the Grand Harvest, in the year 133. Onon will take A’lia’s last name since he lacks one. After the wedding all will be invited to attend a party. This party will be held in and on top of the Lalwën’s Manor. During the party there will be games hosted. Theze games include a cart game, spar, and a drawing competition. Prices For the winners will be told during the events. ( In no particular order.) Special invitations are send too: ❈ A'lia’s family, The Noble house Kervallen. ❈ ❈Asik and the rest of Onon’s Family ❈ ❈ The Silver Lubba Mika Anarion and The Citizens of Lurin. ❈ ❈ The Ghost of His Majesty, Koeng George I of Haense, his family and the BSK ❈ ❈ - Anika and her Children - ❈ ❈ - Tiwari Elmwood and her Family. - ❈ ❈ - The Noble house Weiss. - ❈ ❈ Allria and Any of her Family ❈ ❈- Sir Milonir Hero of Petra -❈ ❈ The house of Novikov ❈ ❈ - Llora and Kaliphra - ❈ ❈Tobias and his Family❈ ❈- Manfred, Ivan and Wilheim Barclay -❈ ❈ Wilhelm Von Berkhoven and his sister ❈ ❈ -Nim'bur, Rumil, Naexi and Skaul- ❈ ❈-Kaliphra, Iluvatar and Jeffery- ❈ ❈ If anyone wishes to bring more guests that are not listed, ❈ ❈ they can ask one of the two that are getting married. ❈

Daera would get of the boat, her heals in the shores of sand she looked down in irritation. Before looking at Daeron giving her brother a nod " You better not mess this one up." She say strictly. Before taking off her heals, she moved out of the sand with a hurry. Before puting her heals back on. Moving to follow her prince and people onwards to new places.

A'lia was talking to onon afther she had treated his wounds. She was sad. Even if she didnt talk to Felix much, she liked him. During the talk she said " I am going to miss him. He was my favorite weiss..."

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Send out on the 15th of The Snow’s Maiden Year 125 SA \ After much thought and consideration I, Ailis Nic'Dùghlas Sutharlainn have decided to Banish Saoirse NicFergus Sutharlainn from the Sutharlainn Name and clan Sutharland, for going against the rules and endangering our family. Some of these things she did are: Hurting a Dùnrath citizen, Showing no respect towards people with her actions, Spilling blood on Dunraths grounds and Going against orders. She shall be banished till she learns from her mistakes, or after she redeems herself in the passing of 10 years of time. Her banishment will be that she will be known by the name Saoirse Cluarain, And be forced to live outside of the main keeps rooms. She will get a room in one of its towers for it to serve as remainder of her banishment. If she proves herself after 10 years, or has redeemed herself in a Fitting way. She may be let back into the clan name, and regain her birth name. If she were to fail, she will remain with her new one. May she learn from her foolish ways. Signed: Her Grace, Jarl of Rathonia, Chieftess Sutherland,

As time goes on On The 16th of the month, The Amber Cold in 124 Second Age. Letters would be sent out, to let everyone know, Arya Viotto had disappeared. It was a cold morning as the sun rose in the east. It was a pretty day, one like many others before. And like many more to come. A young Elftres awoke, she took a long and deep breath, another day. She slowly got up, she didn't have to be anywhere so she had the time. Finally being up she walked around in the house, a house where she didn't feel at home anymore. It was cold, and empty.. No one around… Quiet.. She would sigh, and walk out her door onto the streets of Dunrath, her bare feet touching the stones. She used to always walk around like this.. But not anymore. Now she usually wears shoes. Why didn't she do it today? Perhaps she was feeling sentimental, as it reminded her of the old days. Old times. when things were easier. When things weren't so sad. She had many homes, of which all felt empty and sad to her. Because of all the memories she had in them. Memories with her children.. With her lovers, and her friends. Fights, friendships, dates… It all happened around here.. Perhaps she was in need of Change.. but she didn't feel like it would help. No matter where she went, misfortune followed. Her old home, Vistulia, Alisgrad. They all had fallen.. Seen her hometowns get taken, and heard screams of pain, from the trapped people she used to know. People she used to see on the streets. Now they were probably dead. In her short time she learned. She learned that being an Elf in a human nation is not a happy life. But it was all she had known. And even if she outlived them all, Seen her lovers and friends die of old age. And there was nothing she could do. She liked Humans enough to stay. To be around them. Her eyes had become dull over the years she spent alone, as less and less friends visited her. The more her heart grew sad. Even more sad than it already was. The young elf walked outside the city. Away from her current homes. She walked and walked even more, until she stopped… Finding an old home. Now long destroyed. Old Vistualia, A home of many memories. Sad and good ones.. From meeting her first love, to almost getting herself killed. She still loved and hated it… And just the thought that she had to flee it years ago made her both Terrified and sad. Looking out at the ruins Tears filled her eyes. Her knees gave out and she landed in the sand on the shore looking out at her old home.. She was no longer the foolish girl that walked into the town with her mule named Donkey all those years ago.. No.. She grew up. Having almost married two people, both dying before she actually could. Her first lover, Ian.. Grew jealous, and hateful to anyone that got too close, breaking the two apart before they married… Bringing her closer to Tadeusz. He was caring. But even he grew angry as Ian didnt want to let go. Ending in Ian getting killed while Arya watched. She still loved him.. But she could not be with him anymore. She needed peace and Tadeusz gave it. And so Peace she got. Even if it was bitter and painful, knowing Her ex got killed by her fiance. Though it didn't last.. Once again misfortune struck the elf as bandits attacked her, her son, and Tadeusz. Tadeusz did not survive his wounds he got from protecting his family. Aryas son, Marcus and her Daughter, Eris had both moved out and went their own ways now. Seeing them start their own families made a small spark in her heart fly. It brought her happiness to see they were doing alright. They were fine. She could not bear the thought of leaving them. No.. She would live, Even if she would end up being the last person alive. But she had to leave this place. She had to go. She needed to go. Away from all the pain, and memories. But somewhere no one she knew was. Away far enough not to cause misfortune to anyone. After all she promised a friend she would live to meet him again after his journeys.. And she was determined to keep that promise. And she had another reason. Her family might need her someday. That and more kept her going for the past year, and even now. And so the elf set of going to a place away from Almaris, starting new. Going to travel around. Leaving everything behind, taking with her only some drawings and mina. Some of the things she left behind were letters to her children.

Hearing the news Aryas eyes filled with tears another one of the little Vistulians she knew, had died. On her way to the ruins she left some flowers and candy to rember all that have died. Before going of again alone.

Name: Ailis Sutharlainn Race: Highlander Titel: N/A Allegiance: Norland Magical Practice: N/A

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Arya would smile seeing the invitation, she quickly walked home to put the date down in a calendar.

Ailis would be carefully reading the notice on the notice board. She worries for her father's safety, and more importantly the insecurity of which this job just being threw to her without much prior notice.