Gemini

Just rp bro it’s not that heavy. Just like stalkers gotta emote killing flowers

Issued as of 8th of Sun's Smile 284 SA For centuries, perhaps nearing a millennium the An’asul Talonnii has devoted itself wholly to the service of the Motherland. Through agriculture and nourishment, through artistry and magical scholarship, through research, diplomacy, and governance, our name has been woven into the very fabric of Haelun’or. Though we are remembered most often for our political contributions, our roots stretch far deeper than the chambers of debate. The An’asul Talonnii was never born into abundance. We were a small house, a vulnerable one, and the curse of Iblees struck our lineage with particular cruelty. Yet where others may have surrendered to despair, we resolved instead to transform hardship into purpose. We chose not stagnation, but defiance. We chose to challenge the complacency of the status quo, to thrive as the underdogs of our age. As our creed has always declared: if one desires change, one must become the instrument of it. For much of my life, I have been branded a thorn within society, not because I bore hatred towards the Motherland, but because I refused to indulge in the hollow pleasantries and performative decorum that plague our political sphere. I have always spoken plainly. My thoughts leave my mouth unfiltered and unsoftened, and for that honesty I have suffered greatly. Threats of Purity Tribunals. Calls for my exclusion. Demands for my removal as Laurir An’asul. Yet I ask the state to remember this above all else: When assassins were sent against myself and my Talonnii, not once did we raise our hands against Haelun’or. Not once did we betray the Motherland. While others painted us as enemies, we spent our days spreading the gospel of Larihei, seeking those lost lambs who once walked proudly among their kin but had since been cast into the herds of lesser cattle, where resentment and hatred festered within them. For centuries, I was denied my home. Haelun’or closed its gates to me, and I was forced into exile beyond the walls of the nation I had spent my life serving. Yet even then, I refused to waste away in bitterness. I chose instead to learn. To study the lesser races. To understand those who sought us harm. Even the darkspawn possesses lessons worth uncovering. One cannot blind oneself to all that is uncomfortable and still claim to seek salvation. To reject understanding is to walk willingly toward oblivion, and in oblivion there awaits only ruin. Only after Maheral Miravaris himself confirmed my purity, confirmed that I had never harboured ill intent toward the Motherland was I permitted to return to my people. Yet by then, the damage had already been done. Rumours travel swifter than truth, and reputations are far easier destroyed than restored. Still, I remain steadfast in my beliefs. I believe in free speech. I believe in democracy. We are Mali’thill, not Valah..not blind zealots kneeling before figures who gorge themselves within ivory towers while the masses starve below in the mud. I will not be silenced. I will not yield. To Maheral Miravaris, I once again offer the unwavering loyalty of House An’asul. My Talonnii stand ready to serve at your command in whatever capacity the Motherland may require. And to the state itself, let this missive stand as a reminder. Remember all that the An’asul Talonnii have sacrificed for Haelun’or. Remember all we have endured in service to the Motherland. Never did we ask for reward, nor recognition. Yet in return for our loyalty, we were met with persecution, even attempted genocide. And still, we returned. That is what it means to be An’asul. Signed, Laurir Usamea An'asul

“So it begins” Usamea mused

I like helves

Slay yes please

Up the dolls

Periodt

If the Empire wants to conquer the world they should be allowed to. However, we can’t be genociding races, killing player based and preventing their RP to happen either.