Dry Crackers

Banned for social.

Banned because that's the point of the ban game.

Hail our unholy lord Inglip and his mighty armies.

Banned for mining gold

Banned for edge to the max

"Ah, our dear leader... always humble," says Emanaf from a small distance.

Banned for hypocrisy

Banned because you doubted the ban game

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you mean by that," Emanaf says to Haumel

*If anyone is awake in the wee hours of morning in Leyulin and upon the road leading to that city, a figure in a long brown cloak and ludicrous floppy hat could be seen pinning letters on various vertical surfaces. By dawn, only the letters remain.* To whom it may concern- It is this author's fervent wish that in some future age all Elves will live unified and in harmony under the auspices of a single government. However, this arrangement in past years has repeatedly degenerated into High Elven tyranny and despotism. The natural question is therefore, "why?" Why did our great attempt at unified government become so quickly unpleasant? The self-evident source of this trend is to be found the completely unjustified and wholly illogical sense of superiority which lies at the heart of the High Elven character. (1) However, High Elves have in the past allowed the peaceful existence of Elvish states beyond their control, so this explanation provides only a portion of the true cause of this trend. The other portion can be planted squarely upon the shoulders of Kalenz Uradir, a Elf characterized by such ludicrous displays of egotism and paranoia the only recourse in this author's mind is to accept he is DANGEROUSLY INSANE. (2) Now at any previous juncture the following segment of this address would be prefaced by the admittance that Kalenz Uradir was in the days of the Fringe a beneficial influence upon our race. But in the years since he has proved himself completely unworthy of any commendation by freedom-loving and indeed, mentally sound, peoples of this world. His transgressions in violation of the basic dignities of Elves commenced within weeks of gaining a subservient population, first in the form of a draconian legal code outlawing acts best punished by the condemnation of racial and cultural leaders, then progressing to the Agents of Government, the ironically named E.T.H.I.C. empowered to take any action necessary to enforced pointless standards of purity (to Wood Elves who had never troubled themselves with such exclusionary policies) and beholden to no power but the Sohaer, to the establishment of DISSOLUTION IN ACID as an acceptable form of execution for criminals of all grades, to the engagement of his state in TWO FOREIGN WARS in which none of Elsillumiran participated. Throughout this time he managed to designated more land to the SNOW ELVES than he did to the more populous Wood and Dark Elves, and further enforced the separation of those three groups for reasons utterly indecipherable to those of us with sane minds in our heads. Beyond that he engaged in a shameless CAMPAIGN OF CONQUEST against no less than FIVE populations who had counted Elves as members, including the DRUIDS, a deplorable transgression of rules by long tradition of Druidic independence from the Elvish government. Since the days of the High Prince Native (who was once Archdruid) has such a situation continued, and our curséd Sohaer had the gall to spit in the face of that long tradition and mandate the inflation of his OWN EGO was superior to the will of our first leader. He now engages in a similar campaign, a wanton display of shameless cruelty and unvarnished egotism which, in typical fashion for High Elves is concealed behind a wall of philandering, pretentious declarations, varying degrees of passive hostility, and utter lies. Indeed, this madman is such a staggering display of hypocrisy that he has accumulated a list of crimes longer than all the imagined accusations he has leveled at our esteemed leaders and neighbors, who are on the main guilty of naught but protecting their own people. He has contrived to protect himself behind an ever-increasing parade of proclamations in which surrender is demanded, refused by our party, and then he commences with cries that the common Wood Elf is a bloodthirsty monster for preferring to fight then bow to a tyrannical and insane foreign pundit. Further, he has commenced in the MURDER OF OUR PEOPLE BY BURNING, and claims that the deaths of High Elven attackers are grounds for war. Wood Elf lives, it would seem, are acceptable to take. (3) The massive expenditures of ink and paper and valuable metals better used in trade (4) by Haelun'or is inspired wholly, in fact, by a petty desire for revenge on the part of the Sohaer against those who ruined his empire of old - Phaedrus who deposed him, Elorna who was accessory, Artimec Akkaris whose masterful peace deal shattered the chances of a unified Elven empire under High Elven rule and returned to we "lesser people" the reins of our own government. In the manner of a CHILD he has commenced this ludicrous campaign of retaliation. I am not one to criticize without a recourse firmly in mind, therefore I suggest the Government of Laureh'lin immediately engage in the printing of pretentious documents to educate the populace as to the definitions of common words, and further to invent a code language and write great numbers of handy phrases in it which can be used to head up the aforementioned documents so that NO ONE CAN UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY ARE WRITING ABOUT. (5) These methods, compounded with a policy of complete and total resistance and dedication to our heartfelt beliefs of EQUALITY AND BROTHERHOOD shall see the peace-loving Elves of this world through this crisis. If Elves remain strong and unified in opposition to this dictatorial maniac Kalenz and his campaigns of all forms there is no reason we cannot hold out indefinitely. Cities can be rebuilt, supplies restocked, and civilization and structure in general restored, but the robbery of our freedoms by this maniacal bandit cannot be allowed to occur. Therefore, I exhort all Elves to fight with every ounce of their will and resolve. (6) I apologize for the massive length of this address, and am, Yours Truely, O. Sylvanus Treemail~ P.S.: The discerning reader will make note of the six notations included in this document, and the corresponding lack of footnotes they refer to. These notations have been added for the increased comprehension of this address by a certain personage possesant of a commanding stature, twisted mind, blond hair, blue eyes and an affinity for white greatcoats with gold facings who shall remain unnamed as to avoid embarrassment. Rest assured, he has recieved the footnotes by post and so will probably be able to understand what is discussed here. O. S. T.