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Cyrus would pause and say simply "That is not elvish."

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Cyrus, among those gathered, would smirk slightly upon hearing Kalenz' carefully written speech. He would continue the rest of the wedding holding an expression of amusement, his mind still hovering around two choice words: "Fruit" and "Crotch" (but not necessarily in that order).

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Beautifully Amazing Pancakes

Awesome Waffles

Scummy Fascist French Toast

And Glorious Master Race Muffins?

Cyrus decides to invite himself into the conversation, "It is so that Mr Kalameet has the most (and rather successful) experience with work parallel to the Okarir'tayna."

He adds now, with mild venom, "Therefore, judging by the course of history, he is most qualified for this position- compared to those who present themselves here, vying for that which you silly spellslingers assume is power- or compared those who simply challenge out of dull malice. Silence yourselves lest you have anything of your own merit to contend with that of timewrought experience."

"Knowing not of Durion Uradir nor his merits and exploits, I choose to abstain."

-Cyrus Taeleh'aeth

Cyrus exhales slowly, a small smile forming upon his face "It is good to see Malin's children coming together once more."

Cyrus simply states "I certainly hope not."

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Cyrus would furrow his eyebrows upon reading this notice, mumbling to himself "So... they are serious..."

Cyrus smiles, awaiting the heated debate likely to come.

Cyrus would raise a finger to Lucas "Simply because the other elves live under the laws established by the Mali'aheral does not make the laws unjust. The Mali'aheral themselves are judged by such rules all the same. What you see as 'being second-rate' is actually 'living under our jurisdiction'."

He scoffs "Also, your blatant criticism of elven unification makes me slightly unsettled in the stomach."

Cyrus raises a flat palm and says, "I accept."

Cyrus would exhale irritably and mumble to himself, "Damn, Hosper. What have you done? I thought you were better than that..."

Cyrus, upon reading a poster, exhales somewhat audibly. "Good gods," he mumbles, "someone's trying to revive the Delvers. Let us see what comes of this- a rabble of fools, or a respectable gathering of magi. I pray that they not cause the trouble that the Delvers had in the past."

Cyrus, when in the presence of either or both Galanthil and Yulnii would make an effort to say to them "Congratulations. May your binding as a couple produce much fruit physically and metaphorically."

Cyrus exhales slowly "I certainly hope the mali'fenn are not as silly as their leader, supposing that they move in."

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"After this, you will name him Saint Jiub, Destroyer of Snelves." ​Says Art's drinking buddy.

Nearby, a tall figure by the name of Cyrus would mumble "Slayer of Snelves alliterates better."

Cyrus exhales, then replies in monotone "We offered peace. I heard that some snow elf declared that he was proud of that which made him impure. That does not sound like peaceful negotiation on your kin's part. If I am not mistaken, it would appear as if your words are slanderous and quite ironically so, I might add. Also, our walls have stood before this petty conflict, pointing out that their purpose is not from hiding from you."

Cyrus takes a breath, then continues "The reason the Sohaer encourages people to purge the snelven filth from this world is because it causes us more harm to leave the problem alone to fester. It's better to cut out the wound than let its infection spread over the entire body, no? The logical choice, although seemingly violent, ends in peace lasting much longer and happier than with rabble such as some of your kin from lingering. Do you understand now?"

Cyrus lifts a single finger (assuming he is within earshot of the other two) and says "What are we hiding from? We are completely content with staying peaceful. The walls are only necessary for ingrates who wish to parade about and make a mockery of our customs and desecrate our stores of knowledge. And not all power is derived from brute strength and thirst for flesh. Perhaps you should get it through your thick skull that your kin causes this conflict and spurs its escalation. Before you lecture us any longer, I plead that you talk to your kin about how... bothering us only causes you more trouble."

Cyrus then relinquishes his finger and takes a deep breath from the monologue that he just gave.

Cyrus nods his head slowly, mumbling "It has finally come to pass. I don't imagine I will miss them once they are all gone."