Ixli

@Gamma im gone for 1 month and this im ******* dead hahahaa

(( MC Name: Ixli) Name: Theris Elibar’acal Vote for Okarir’maehr: (XX) Silvos Sythaerin ( ) Elahern Aeth’sulier ( ) Olrin Maehr’tehral Vote for Okarir’nor: (X) Elathion Dagre’sae (X) Aiera Sullas

Theris Elibar’acal signs.

Theris Elibar’acal remained within the depths of the sillumiran barracks, in hushed conversation with Alaion Miravaris. He reinforced the gloves upon his hands, exhaling gently as he recalls the death of his cousin.

Theris Elibar’acal nods, resting within the depths of the Elibar’acal manor. He stared pointedly at a painting of Azorella Elibar’acal, no tears falling from his solemn features. “I did not know you well, Maheral Elibar’acal, but I will carry on your memory. You were pure.” --==(*)==-- Within the dirt of some land outside of the Bastion of Silver, flowers grew around the grave of a fallen elf of silver. Nothing but bones exist there, the skin long fallen from the corpse as the fate of the unburnt puritan was taking precedence in the nature of the world. Within the spirits of the children of silver that still walk the plains of Purity in death, cerulean irises blink. A grayed and misshaped creature rubs his hand along a wound in his neck, grunting as he opened his mouths to form words. Nothing came out, a complete silence absorbing the otherwise placid spirit. Silir Uradir was passed, yet death does not signal a true end in this realm. Within whatever remnants of thoughts remained of the elf, words formed: She had tenacity. Nothing but contempt for my Bastion thrives through my sunken form this eve; no love for the nation that denied Larihei as she lived through a Maheral.

Theris Elibar’acal’s acrimonious features remained calm, the elf’s blue irises lingering on the pit as Aerendyl Lor’demar was thrown in. ”This was preventable. This was never, never the intent. Ay’Azorella Elibar’acal.”

Theris Elibar’acal hums joyfully to himself, “Ah, this Azorella. My Laurir! A bit dramatic and youthful, but interesting nonetheless.”

hello julius

I don’t remember much of illusion since I’ve left the server, but as someone who had it for a few IRL years and was experienced, this is a solid rework. Keep it up, Johann.

Silir Uradir rests in his grave, never having been given the proper reduction to ashes. The Silver City looks over his resting spot, a seemingly dull and unchanging Bastion now finding new developments.

“I, Silir Uradir, give the Uradir talonnii to Anethra Uradir. I implore the Okarir’san-ship to go to Muireal Uradir. I implore the Kharajyr to secede. I implore the Sohaer to punish the idiots within this chamber that I have named as impure.” He brought the long, sharp edge of his blade to his neck. In a swift motion, he slides it across his exposed skin, severing the cords and veins that ran through his throat. The elf fell to the ground, blood covering the floor of the citadel.