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"I, Abigail Massey of our once blessed Silver State of Haelun'or, have not a clue of what it is you're implying that I have planned with Elwyn Izalith, but you may rest assure that I have no business what so ever with conspiring with our Tilruir'tir. It is now that I see that you believe I'd ever go back to the days of the olden government. And it is now that I say I have no intentions of recreating the form of government that one elected official has say and order of an entire nation, that being the position of a Sohaer. We are not the Valah whom tend to have a sort of dictatorship with their elected official known as a Emperor or a King. We are mali'aheral, our responsibility is to maehr'sae hiylun'ehya and maehr'sae hiylun'ehya only. It is when we've progressed from the days of old to when a Sohaer had power, to now here where we have established a council of mali'aheral with several duties to attend to. So I state this now, Taeleh, I will never bring my kin back to the olden days of a corrupted Sohaer." Abigail crosses her arms, stating for all to hear.

Abigail nods to this "To gain knowledge is one of the most important subjects there is to a mali'aheral."

Abigail walks into Fi'ceru through it's gates, into the center of the city. "My mali'aheral lliran...It's been a while since I last spoken aloud like this. Some may even not remember my time as Tilruir'hiylun, a servant of health, widely known as the nurse of elcihi." "Now, I'm a mere citizen of elcihi of the Silver City." "I've come to stand before you, not as a mali'aheral of ranking, but as a fellow mali'aheral llir.." "And all I ask for, are your ears and attention." Abigail takes a stance at a straightforward posture, projecting her voice. "Tilruir'mali is the position I seek. Not for myself...no. But for the blessed mali'aheral of Fi'ceru." "During the time of my absence, I've heard of the corruption of purity in one of our rankings known as Laethis. I've heard of the relocation that was made when the citadel had the impurities of Frost Witches disguising themselves as one of our own. And I've heard of the many deaths that had erupted from our standpoint of living outside of the Citadel. When I had returned to land, I've noticed the signs of relocation to the Silver City of Fi'ceru. I had inspected such a location upon my arrival to the gates of Fi'ceru." Abigail lifts a perked eyebrow to the crowd "A swamp? What kind of mali would have ever dreamed of moving our kin into such a vulgar location." Abigail shakes her head "Lliran, we are mali'aheral. We must set an example on our world. We must stand high above all of our mali cousins whom live amongst the trees and in caves. We must show them what our purity means. We shan't ever be reduced to living in such a place of where a disease can just come crawling onto our kin." Abigail raises her voice "We must not forget what we live for. We have lived to gain the knowledge that others have only hoped to achieve. We have practiced the many forms of magic that other races are killing each other just to get. We have lived long enough to know that our path, the Path of Purity hasn't been forgotten and has been practiced in many of our traditions as well as our own saying of maehr'sae hiylun'ehya are still used even after a millenia after their creation!" Abigail takes her last inhale before speaking "And so I ask." "Are you willing to take a stand for your purity, and making sure our Descendants never fall off our intended path of Purity?" "Are you willing to live up to your saying of maehr'sae hiylun'ehya?" "And finally, I ask this of you...Not as a ranking, but as your fellow llir:" "Will you accept me as your new Tilruir'mali?" Abigail then gives off a bow "Maehr'sae hiylun'ehya, ahernan lliran."

Abigail makes her way to the gates of Fi'ceru, entering the city. As she looks to the tavern, full of conversation with mali'aheral. She then turns her head to look at the main center of the city, shaking her head as she notices it is still a swamp. "This is not the Grand Silver City..." "This is a swamp, our mali'aheral shan't live in such conditions." "I'll...we will not fall anymore as this damned realm has placed us." "We are mali'aheral, and we remained pure so long...We must save our cihi." Abigail speaks in her mind as she goes to apply for her first political run of Tilruir'mali

((Just an update on my app, Abigail can now teach Telekinesis. And wondering if that'd change anything at this point))

Abigail looks at the notice of this, suddenly noticing that there is no Archmage for telekinesis. "I shall speak to them about such a rank of Archmage for Telekinesis!" Abigail leaves a note about the creation of a Telekinesis Archmage on the document. Adept Application Name: Abigail Massey [Mc Name]: Musicoid Race: Mali'aheral Magics known: Telekinesis Magics you can teach: None (Until my telekinesis TA has been approved, hopefully soon! :) ) Who have been your teachers presently or in the past, and what did they teach you?: Silus Horen to establish a strong connection to the void. (More info here: tinyurl.com/pqrvm7k) Which position do you feel most suited for? Any you believe I'm most suited for.

(( MC name: Musicoid )) Name: Abigail Massey Tilruir'indor: ( ) Riondil ( XX ) Kelthran ( ) Abstain Tilruir'Tir ( XX ) Elwyn Izalith ( ) Lyu Elibar'acal ( ) Abstain

Cookies & Milk

5/10 Salutations all seeing eye :P

Housing Application MC Name: Musicoid IC Name: Wendy Occupation: Lumberjack (Adept)/ Woodworker (Adept) Additional Resident(s): None Additional Resident(s) Occupation(s): None

Sure.

I agree with this change. Finally getting the chance to heal without magic but with standard medical procedures.

Far Future Update: New Weapons! (Please..?) \ (•◡•) /

Abigail just signs it, like a NORMAL person.

Agreed.