RyuTheCoolest

Unsatisfied Stelios frowns. So soon, and yet they maintain banishment on the most loyal of heroes... He shook his head and sharpened his sewing needles for an endless task

Hail the Ancestor, Regulus of Almaris

"Wisdoms shared that contain many layers of truth" Stelios sighed. It's been years since he had last seen his great cousin. The city grows bright, and yet for someone who polished her so well during the times of trial, perhaps above all others, to not see him basking in her splendor and success? Now that's sad too.

A silvery hoplite raises his spear to the lady of brilliant war "Praise Holy Krugmenistan, her lands bring forth the blessings of immolating fire" he glanced back to the cruel brazen bull, representative of those flames

A silver extremist takes ahold of the paper and frowns. He had many examples written, but the sky god's fan busted. He glanced down to other stories. "The invaders made a mistake in pursuing battle against such a disciplined force. We bested them, even with nonsensical orders, such as to seize the bravest, and most loyal of the allies of the Sol Entante whilst the battle is yet raging, the one who may be possibly the greatest hero of our generation, shows just what motivates the commander of that battle. Could it be, he didn't want certain others to gain more fame and glory than he?" He quirked a bemused brow, passing the paper on to the other lads while he grabs a barbel.

Sillumiric extremists speak amongst one another. The thing of night comes before the sun.

A poet takes ahold of this. Going off to discuss with the lads at the iron temple gym "Witness, for this one speaks as the master of the pure cult'

"Hmm, strangely not the first time our beloved sohaer has let primal feelings get in the way of higher thoughts and deeds." The youthful lad clad in his toga returns from fishing, reading the paper between dives in those warm seas for beautiful silvery pearls

"One earned through spears of bronze, silver tongued, large desires, and huge privilege. A ladly affair. Larihei The Mother smiles on us, the blessed below the sun" Replies a high elven hoplite to an old man. "Maehrsae Hiylun'ehya"

"Praise the lad who would practice one of our highest art, purity and perfection. Silver tongue tempered in that temple of iron. The lads are the most brilliant of silvered posts!" Praises the youthful poet. Thinking about sewing the young lad a new toga

"You should have. Our most loyal citizens have brilliant relations because of our colonies and practices. You didn't think The Horde ever truly ended, lad?" Silvered Stelios polished his scales of bronze as well as his brilliant silver shield. "Ay'Haelun'or, Ay'Sulianpoli, Ay'Larihei of war"

Glances reading over this, polishing each scale of bronze on his linothorax. "We haven't gotten our kattul. They would be worthy sacrifice to greater spirits as Agis would have seen fit."

"Not bad, but these Valah still trust delusional ata over the real lives of the pure true cihizens. Only the unenlightened act as they do"

The word of the death traveled quickly. A lad began to polish his bronze scales. "The lads are not going to like this"

Noble Stelios looks upon the missive and nods. "Let's see if this particular council will dare recognize the deeds of our citizens. If this is about victory, let's praise and be blessed by our Victors"

"For those who remember, let's not forget their deeds, and those who saw their visions through" Another high elf thought of his cousin, who would do great to honor the fallen. He sighs, frowning at the administration's chamber. Is this how they wish to reflect upon victories? May the fallen be honored, but those yet living who harried us to victory. Are they not worthy of recall? He scoffs. Turning towards his papyrus to write moody poetry

Somber sounds on silver strings haunt that silver isle. Recalling tales of youth and lads and life of plenty

"May he return with grace to undergo the path of purity and reclaim his birthright. Honored are those who seek to become more polished"

"Every lad loyal to his oaths will defend The Holy Krugmenistan. I love the Mali'ker, and will urge them to instead take this moment to realize we are brothers, and should instead turn our spears on Celia'nor. Do it, Mali'ker, this is the chance to defeat the 'ata and the impure, the ones who harbor not just dark foes, but willingly guard them. The ones who's very inception arose from darkness, deceit, and dragon worship" A silver extremist tries to remind the Mali'ker who the real enemies are, and how this could be the perfect opportunity to beat celia'nor with the wrath of orcs and dark elves. "FOR THE HORDE!"

______________________________________ Upon reading the missive left by revered Atrus Calith, I would like to see his well maintained role filled with someone of sufficient expertise. As such, I nominate myself, Stelios Kekenomos Hyptos to the office of Okarir'nor; and here are my qualifications. Long have I been operating as industry head to Hyptos Trading, who's business success had lead not just to the founding of several silver colonies in the name of our blessed home, but I wish to bring my business expertise from the realm of overseas imports and domestic exports to that focused on putting Haelun'or FIRST. We have given great gifts to the silver colonies, their laws, the blessings of privileges and statuses, and through those we have built strong supply chains overseas! Let us bring wealth to the gates of our silver city and build our Mother City's infrastructure, and turn the land productive. Through clever housing strategies I believe we have what it takes to make Haelun'or truly great, and I promise to conspire alongside our Blessed Council to achieve wealth and blessings for all those under our Silvery Dominium Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya! -Stelios Kekenomos of The Hyptos

Declare yourself: "Long have we stood as eternal allies of the Ugluk. We will be stand by as our oathed brother is shamed." Name- Stelios of The Hyptos Race- Mali'thilln Age- 67 Favored Spirits- Kezt, Qarkah, Scorthuz Shamanic Status- follower of the ways of kezt, qarkah, and Larihei's silver purity Vocation- hoplite, ceramics worker - - - - - MC Name- RyuTheCoolest Discord Name- RyuTheCoolest

A Hoplite of Sulianpoli polished his heavy bronze spear. Wary of extranational police he prepared to stand by the ugluk patriots as his oaths compel him

THE BALLOT ((MC Name: RyuTheCoolest)) Name: Stelios Kekenomos Hyptos Vote 1: Eistalyn Othelu'maehr Vote 2: Eistalyn Othelu'maehr

"Crafting ballistae bolts doesn't give you enough Kleos to account for REALITY or make up for your own cursed deeds, Valazaer. The only one running the Calith name through the dirt, are those Caliths who openly shun our traditions, who harm not just the blessed populace but even our reputation abroad. After all. He tried to murder his Only True Friend, and upturn ancient Seth's words. A kinslayers heart held most by him. I ask EVERYONE. What indeed has Valazaer, breaker of the ancient traditions truly done for our cihi compared to the Hero of our people and ways he sought to destroy. Out of jealousy for the prestige earned by Pamphilos, who holds nothing but love for even this unlearned violent mali, and is the only one who even now says he would sooner seek to make amends with Valazaer as that hero remains his only real friend. Valazaer has openly sought to cause harm and divide amongst our people. Harm, not for being corrupt, not for driving impurity from our city or securing it for eternity, but because he was jealous his minor deeds like 'crafting black ferrum bolts' are ne recognized. His deeds, though cursed, are political and motivated in bad faith. What would Larihei say to you, trying to slay your Only Friend, and our city's most loyal and greatest hero? How petty, Valazaer." Stelios thought of a great new slogan for the Anti-Valazaer party movement

"I urge all cihizens of the blessed cihistate to turn their backs upon this Atrus 'Calith'. Well respected talonnii, dragged down by their association with other tyrannical members of our council. Those who think their own judgements come before Larihei and elmaheral. Tell me, cihizens. Why should we trust one who would never dare solve his problems with speech and quick wit, and silver tongue, directly with those cihizens he apparently, and this is a quote... 'hates'. Instead who hides his feelings, talking of them in shadey back alleys, dealing in rumors and hearsay to build and shoddily profile our cihizens and attempt to turn opinion upon even his fellow cihizens. His very kind, Larihei's flock." Directing his speech to those who gather somewhat near the gyro stand, Stelios sets this missive aside. "May status-coveting Atrus and Valazaer calith learn their deeds are those of the tarnished. Betraying those who saved our cihi from annihilation. Betraying their best friends, their kin, and el'cihizenry with their misrepresentations and greedy attitudes. Purposefully avoiding conflict resolution until a second most advantageous to raise their own positions." Stelios crosses his arms "I'm starting to think they banished our greatest hero because they feared he might earn this position through sheer merit and deeds done before shady Atrus could take it as his own. Valazaer and Atrus must truly get some 'glory' of their own. You'll be heralded as champions if you bring our greatest hero back from his exile."