Bizmark

Name: Gadde Halgrim Age: 55 Birthplace: Anthos Race: Human Criminal Record: None in the current realm of Humanity [Mc Name]: Bizmark

((Minecraft name)): Bizmark Name: Grim'aeldus Uradir Vote 1: Orsino Vote 2: Orsino

*Grim'aeldus Uradir mourns the death of his beloved Sohaer . . . "This is a moment of great shame in our history, where a great figure is stricken down by a fellow Mali. I no longer wish to identify with a nation that would sooner dispose of a beacon of purity in order to bend to the will of an infantile Empire that is merely chasing the shadows of their golden age under a more competent era of Men . . . Larehan ito kae'leh . . . Kaean'leh thilln chul'okarae . . ."

Tempu Senpai-kun

*Grim'aeldus receives a copy of the thesis and reads over it with great care. Throughout its contents, he noticed certain similarities to what has been proposed with some much older texts and tomes of his own that he recovered from various parts of the world. "There may indeed lie truth to these words." *He sets the paper down on his alchemy workstation, placed atop the rest of his notes concerning potions and rare flora. Grim then turns to face his book cases, reaching out to take a handful of relevant material and in turn plopping those onto his work station.

Name: Grim'aeldus Uradir Vote: Kalenz Uradir

*Grim'aeldus gives his piece . . . "To back down now, to uproot our stability and to cast out strength in this very moment of imperative action would be the greatest tragedy and crime against all that is High Elven kind. Though this particular event where the King of Oren was indeed slain by the bubbling acids reserved for those who insult us in the most heinous of manners is one that has caused great worrying and cause to question what will become of Haelun'or in the near future; It is not an opportunity to implant oneself in a position of ultimate authority as a means of achieving a retraction to what has undoubtedly happened. The late Oren King had given us the option of death as slaves or death with dignity. He banked on the assumption that we Elves are too passive as to ever defy his outlandish orders and that we would simply roll over while he marched his armies into our city and set up shop. He aimed to occupy our sacred grounds, become privy to our sacred knowledge and to essentially assimilate us into a Human existence. One of us had the guts to act, and the rest of us should stand by that decision no matter what. Now is the time to stay united and to bring into the fold all of our pure brothers and sisters. Making a change to the Sohaer would accomplish little but bring about the passive annihilation of our species at the hands of a grieving race. Stand tall and with dignity that we are sovereign and we are strong. It was all of us that created this state but it was Kalenz who guided us to it. Progress, purity and even life are in the capable hands of Kalenz Uradir and I would very much like to keep it that way- you should too, for there is none who posses the characteristics, traits and skills necessary to accomplish this most daunting task than he. Kaean'leh thilln chul'okarae" *He bows his head in silence . . .

*Grim'aeldus contorts his face in stern manner . . . "Our Sohaer did and does exactly what is necessary for the greatest progression and purity of our kind. You would pull out now, become a bullish Kings sympathizer and attempt to fracture the righteous strength of our state? You are the essence of impurity, regression and ignorance- gobbling up the rumors spewed by a crazed and bloodlust Humanity and presenting them to the pure citizens of Haelun'or asking that by some incredible act of total obtuse miracle to make you the Sohaer over the benevolence of Kalenz Uradir. Out-bloody-rageous."

"Safeguard purity and suffer not the aggressor who would see the destruction of a righteous entity. Our actions were just and we shall endure. No outlander shall be permitted to bully us nor direct our course under brutish persuasion, all who violate our respect will feel acid upon their bodies without remorse."

*Grim'aeldus flees the Great Library as it is consumed in bright flames, several large sacks are thrown over his shoulder bearing a myriad of geometric shapes pressing out against the fabric. He moves out and around to the front of his home were a few more sacks are strewn about the lawn. "If all else is consumed in fire, these books shall not be among them." *Grim quickly moves the many books rescued from the fire into his basement before coming up top once more. He runs through the city and see's a massive force attempting to penetrate the front gates to the city. With time running out, Grim'aeldus Uradir finds as many High Elven brothers and sisters as possible and ushers them safely out of the city before the hordes of disgruntled Humans bear down upon the sacred grounds and defile its greatness with their ignorance and grief. "Kaean'leh thilln chul'okarae." *He locks his doors shut, barricades the the entry way and awaits the legion of destruction that he can hear tearing through his beloved city.

"What is the city's current policy regarding the legal entrance and treatment of other or inferior races, for example: Orcs and Khas?" Grim'aeldus Asks.

Everything done by hand, with a little help from TnT. Decided against just going to the nether world and building there. I would have been done sooner if I had decided to use the nether instead of making a nether-esk environment by hand but all in all I'm happy with the space I was able to create on my own.

Siimah'sul - Grim'aeldus