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    Dimaethor Elervathar
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  1. [[Good luck in your feature endeavours 😉 ]]
  2. Dimaethor Elervathar waved Elesia over, idly patting her head as he restlessly looked around in the empty residence. The inherent corrosive nature of the nation had caught up with them, and not enough attention had been put into the ever-relevant struggle against those strong forces. Opportunism held progress hostage and the destructive path of these ‘politicians’ our health. He slept poorly, if at all, fear of impure intruders. The Citizenry had asked for their aid, but this confidence was conditional, and we had ruled for true justice, which happened not to be in line with their political agenda. A peculiar bitterness had taken the former Sohaer and Maheral. It had only taken a decade since the Elervathar resignation for it all to fall apart. The crates were packed. Was it time? Daddy Iatrilemar had departed.. perhaps the family should follow.
  3. “They missed the most important person in this entire conflict: myself! The epic tale of the Mali’thill intervention to defend Haelunorian sovereignty and our allies in Renatus would make a much better story than this! Helena would have fallen if it wasn’t for the pale in the trenches! But.. Godfrey was a good king.” The narcissistic drunk Dimaethor Elervathar exclaimed, poking at the script idly, glass of Visaj Red in his other hand.
  4. Taffle Bramblebottom licks his lips, thinking about pie.
  5. To Mister Phandelver, You must have not read my post! The Maheral is the most blessed and her authority must never be checked by the lesser pure. I led the Silver State of Haelun’or after my ascendance above the Sohaer as Maheral in Atlas, where we concluded that nothing else would be right. The Elervathar Diarchy Constitution, following dear Malaurir Iaria Elervathar’s return to the Silver State, assured the authority too. I wonder who you are truly fighting in this now, for the laws have been changed and the Sohaer, his closest associate the Annilerir and three other Okariran have resigned since. My missive above also criticised the leadership for their weakness and inability, partly on the topic of the Maheral’s authority, but also in general management and of the State. Who is the radical if you now believe, as your letter leads us to think you are implying: that all Okariran who signed the missive must be removed for potential involvement in a murder? I ask you again to cease the divisive, corruptive language- something which very well is in sharp contrast to the ideals which Larihei and the great Malauriran repeat: that of progress and health, the improvement and betterment of the Silver State of Haelun’or. You never retire from being Malaurir, Mister Phandelver, and hopefully you consider my guidance and wisdom as a Maheral of almost half a century of value instead. You are welcome. Malaurir Dimaethor Elervathar
  6. Lomian’onn – A Malauriran’s Musings on Unity, the Maheral and maehr’sae hiylun’ehya Issued from Dimaethor Elervathar's Office The 14th of Malin’s Welcome, 1771 From the beginning of Haelun’or, we have been guided by example. The first Maheral, our haelun, instilled in us the ideals of a perfect society. The second truly taught us the importance of cunning with his enigmatic riddles. The third with laws and books guided us with unmatched wisdom, building a state in which the meritorious became strong. Kalenz reminded us of the need to take care in the upkeep of our blessed society. Iatrilemar’s retirement and the subsequent vacancy brought to attention again the need to keep ourselves untainted. The Ascendance of the Maheral I naturally ascended to the position of Maheral 86 years from today, but in a very different time- a time when Haelun’or had fallen to corruptive forces and had by consequence splintered our people into Enclaves and factions all over the realm. Our effort in the Silver Enclave of Fi’halen was very much an effort to unite and reconstruct a sense of common understanding of our history and philosophy. The first two Sohaeran, Tarlach ‘the Termite’ and Alyrion ‘the Beaver’ Laureh’onn, worked diligently side by side with myself to build an harmonious and strong state for the pure, with ambition to overcome the inherent issues the prior Republics had proven to have, and we succeeded. Mali’thill continued to return home, and there they found peace; progress and health. Though we succeeded for a period of time, the Sohaership which followed Tarlach and Alyrion Laureh’onn showed us the dangers of apathy, the vulnerability and weakness of the State which inactive leadership could cause. Unity, as is purity, is disrupted when infidelity and tormenting weakness prompts derelict and unfounded peace in contrary to principle and ethic. Recognising this, the Mali’thill disposed the new weak Sohaer in favour of a stronger Maheral, building a coalition of principled purists to make up the new Heial’thilln, rejecting the destructive voices of impure dissent which the different factions of the Enclave had sown. I share this realisation about the crucial, absolutely essential importance of the Maheral and a constant effort against impure dissent in light of the recent murder of former Maheral Azorella Elibar’acal. A murder, presumed to have been committed by former Annilerir Adeline Cuth’arlin- an ‘ata we now have very good reason to believe was an adherent of the dark. A murder which undoubtedly raised questions about the implications of others, by the pondering on the weight of the serious tensions which had erupted between the Heial’thilln and the Maheral. A murder which caused terror, a result of the lack of guidance and leadership from both the resigning Sohaer and the soon-to-be chosen Maheral Acaele Lazul. Like rats in a fully stocked pantry, or bees on a field of blossoming flowers, this time of uncertainty and confusion allowed agents of chaos free reign in planting their seeds of corruption in the system. It was in this chaos that the Aldemari, the same ‘ata which has since long been under scrutiny for their impure scheming against the Silver State, an Enclave built on a denouncement and rejection of our mere sovereignty, were allowed passage into the city. It was in this chaos that former Okarir’san Aerendyl Lor’demar could be concluded guilty of conspiracy against the Maheral without evidence. It was in this chaos that we, the Mali’thill, lost our unity and our Blessed Silver State. So we must weep, to the death of our strong Maheral Azorella Elibar’acal, but also to the united Haelun’or which passed away with her. While the Maheral simply is, as my predecessor (by ancient succession) Malaurir Lucion Sullas said, Maheral Azorella Elibar’acal was more important than simply being. She was no spectre of a Maheral, but an active preacher of maehr’sae hiylun’ehya and unity. She was a cornerstone in a castle which is now in ruin, and until a Maheral strong enough, who declares their authority to be above the control of weaklings and liberals, I fear the reunification of our people will take time. But to Mister Phandelver, whose public letter I had the pleasure to read, I would ask you this: in the spirit of unification and our common confidence in Maheral Acaele Lazul’s ability to achieve such, now, years after the murder and chaos, both factions should end their petty and wince-inducing labelling and slandering of the other party. The Malauriran will, as they did with former Okarir’indor and Okarir’nor, decide and rule on the charges brought forward, and then the public discourse should be concluded. In Fi’halen we long said lomian’onn, meaning from fragments- and it is very much a phrase which should return to our vocabulary in these troubled times. Malaurir Dimaethor Elervathar MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA LOMIAN’ONN AY’MAHERAL ACAELE LAZUL
  7. Dimaethor Elervathar smiles, remembering how the great High Elven Silver Host, together with the honorable Orcs and Renatians, fought and fended off the disgusting unholy alliance of Snow Elves, Reivers, Wood Elves and weak Humans from conquering Helena...
  8. Good hustle attempting to sneak your MA/TA for all Arcanists wipe through here, when we fought it and had it stopped during the Lore Games. Hiding it at the end of the post too- good try. I will never support magic with such historical importance and weight, so well intertwined with both lore, history and characters, as Arcanism and Haelun’or- to be locked beyond their walls to a certain few Suticans. If that is changed, I will give the rest of the lore piece actual feedback too. BIG -1
  9. Dimaethor Elervathar swirled the wine around in his glass anxiously, shifting in his seat. His gaze wandered between table and door frantically, any sounds making the Malaurir twitch and tremble. The alcohol couldn’t pacify him, the shouts and chants from the Citadel next door bringing him great discomfort. Dimaethor related, in a lot of ways, to the situation Sullrael had brought himself into. The voices in his head were just as bad as those outside, and the dread total and absolute. There was no escape. He was brought back to his senses by the young Elesia entering the room, a worried look on her face. He tapped a finger on the edge of his glass, noting to himself: “I hope the old Sohaer finds peace. The office corrupts, but not in the way the Blessed Peasantry thinks.”
  10. “There was no question Acaele Lazul would be the Elf to succeed the late Azorella. We can be proud of the unanimous decision taken tonight.” Malaurir Dimaethor Elervathar reflected, having again retreated back to the residence, pouring himself another cup of precious red.
  11. Dimaethor Elervathar finishes his glass of wine and then heads to the Citadel to attend, Iaria Elervathar at his flank!
  12. Dimaethor Elervathar ponders on the missive, glass of Visaj Red pinned between two fingers. “Of all Valah kingdoms, I never expected Haense to be the nation which continues to prove such hospitality and civility towards us. Bless them. Let us hope it continues in similar fashion. I must make note in my calendar to be present when the Royal Family decide to pay Lareh’thilln a visit!”
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