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Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Signed on the 15th of the First Seed, Yr 60 SA United by common blood, common will, and a common vision for Elvenkind, the Snow Elves of the Principality of Fenn and the Dark Elves of the Principality of Nor’asath do hereby agree to the following terms of union, to which the signatories and their heirs are hereby bound in perpetuity in the absence of mutual desire for amendment or termination. The Fennic Remnants are hereby reforged as the Principality of Fenn. The Principality of Fenn hereby recognizes the Prince of Nor’asath as the rightful Prince of the Dark Elves, to be succeeded by his heirs. The Principality of Nor’asath hereby recognizes the Prince of Fenn as the rightful Prince of the Snow Elves, to be succeeded by his heirs. The Principality of Fenn hereby cedes the caverns beneath Ikur’fiyem to the Principality of Nor’asath. The Principality of Fenn assumes control over the diplomacy of the Principality of Nor’asath. The Principality of Nor’asath is granted a powerful voice in the diplomatic affairs of both principalities. All prior treaties and diplomatic obligations of both the Principality of Fenn and Principality of Nor’asath are hereby considered null and void. The Principality of Fenn assumes control over the military of the Principality of Nor’asath, spearheaded by the Prince of Fenn and the High Sentinel of the Ivae’fenn. The Principality of Nor’asath shall maintain its own military, aided by the Principality of Fenn. The rank structure of the military of the Principality of Nor’asath shall be merged with that of the Principality of Fenn outside of either principality during peacetime, and within both during wartime. The Principality of Fenn guarantees full autonomy to the Principality of Nor’asath on unlisted matters of governance, including but not limited to the law, religious affairs, stewardry, and taxation. The resulting diplomatic and military entity comprising the Principality of Fenn and the Principality of Nor’asath shall henceforth be known as the Dual Principalities of Fenn and Nor’asath. Signed, Vytrek Tundrak Prince of Fenn, Prince of the Snow Elves, High Sentinel of the Ivae’fenn Zirath R’Ikarth, Prince of Nor’asath Prince of Nor’asath, Prince of the Dark Elves Ayred Drakon Halerir of Fenn Sevrel Valin’dar Lord Warmaster of Nor’asath Sarya Ithrandos High Iylanhir of Fenn Netseth Loa’chil Councilor of Nor’asath Sigirath Tundrak II High Terhir of Fenn Rhaella Othan-Ashwood Matriarch of Nor’asath Arevthor Tathvir High Quenter of Fenn Ruathar Indoren Grand Steward of Nor’asath Anerian Thulun R’Ikarth Councilor of Nor’asath

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Industrious, methodical, practiced; they worked day and night, though no sun ever shone. Barked orders carried on the frigid winds, the towering arms of wooden cranes at their beck and call. With a discipline that only befit the Mali'fenn, stone after stone was laid forth, cemented by mortar. They worked tirelessly to implement the designs of their High Steward, Sarya Ithrandos. Even as they labored, their Mali'ker compatriots carved out stone, dirt, and ice beneath their feet. Where once there was a small settlement upon the fringes of civilization, there now arose the silhouettes of towers beneath the starless sky, built to withstand the battering winds and snow of the Rimeveld. Gradually, the scars of battle were covered; the work of savage raiders, dark Xionists, and a powerful apparition. The former slain, and the latter driven to the crypts' depths in its wounded state, the Snow Elves had bought much needed time. Their handiwork soon stood complete - a formidable city. Ikur'fiyem, home of the Snow Elves, had been reforged - even amidst the dark onslaught. Thus approaches the time for Mali'fenn and Mali'ker to purify the dual city of its dark assailants.

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

By way of a raven's dark wings, word is sent to each of the respondents; dropped from its talons, a simple parchment. "Meet me in-person, by the square or tavern of Ikur'fiyem, and we shall discuss your enlistment. I await you there." -Signed, Vytrek Tundrak

"But of course - the succession of an 'aheral that seeks to reform a state should be determined by... the very government she seeks to upend. Makes sense," a Snow Elf muses to the silver princess at his flank. "Paper makes for a poor shield against steel. It is a shame that they did not surrender as you bid them."

By way of a raven's dark wings, word is sent to each of the respondents; dropped from its talons, a simple parchment. "Meet me in-person, by the square or tavern of Ikur'fiyem, and we shall discuss your enlistment. I await you there." -Signed, Vytrek Tundrak

That Snow Elf dips his head, commenting back to the Silver Princess. "We could not ask for better neighbors, nor better lliran, than the people of Haense. I owe His Majesty a visit and my thanks. In the near future, certainly, I see the development of formal ties between the Elves and Men of the North." @Twinny

By way of a raven's dark wings, word is sent to each of the respondents; dropped from its talons, a simple parchment. "Meet me in-person, by the square or tavern of Ikur'fiyem, and we shall discuss your enlistment. I await you there." -Signed, Vytrek Tundrak

A Snow Elf's brow perks as Ivarielle shows him the missive. "They invited Prince Amaesil to Haelun'or for diplomacy, and when he arrived, they threatened to kill him. If Haelun'or does not respect the diplomatic immunity of him, why would they respect yours?" @Twinny

The Snow Elf at her flank ponders for but a moment, before suggesting, "If Othelu yet lives, you ought to seek him in-person. Your cause is just; your vision, bright. I am hopeful that he, too, shall come to see this."

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

By way of a raven's dark wings, word is sent to each of the respondents; dropped from its talons, a simple parchment. "Meet me in-person, by the square or tavern of Ikur'fiyem, and we shall discuss your enlistment. I await you there." -Signed, Vytrek Tundrak

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Having already spoken, this enlistment is accepted and filed away.

Steel-clad digits curl around the armrest of a marble throne, the Snow Elven prince staring down the Sohaer that the Silver Princedom had brought to his halls. As the Haelun'orian turns to leave - released by Ivarielle - the 'fenn can only wonder if he himself would have been so merciful.

The Snow Elven prince offers a nod of approval upon reading the missive. "The noose grows tighter. To Elvendom, I am thankful."

Vytrek Tundrak reads over the missive, nodding singularly. "As always, our valued neighbors to the west demonstrate wisdom and courage."

or just buy a horse

By way of a raven's dark wings, word is sent to each of the respondents; dropped from its talons, a simple parchment. "Meet me in-person, by the square or tavern of Ikur'fiyem, and we shall discuss your enlistment. I await you there." -Signed, Vytrek Tundrak

big agree^