Standing tall among the emergence of something unknown, somewhere among the snow ranges and peaks. A decorative eye scans the parchment. "True colors were unveiled" grumbles the 'fennic princess.

MC Name: JJosey

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stunning work!

would u still love sybbl if she turned into a worm

how about grapes

do u like cheese

The invitation is encircled by familiar, silvery tints, and the Sylvaeri nods as she derives a conclusion. "And thus it begins, dear Acanthus," uttered Idril - while pallid digits casually tap the parchment.

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On 6/26/2022 at 12:26 AM, Monkee said:

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Making today was never a problem for me. I leave for my vacation Wednesday. It's the fact that the siege will now be during my vacation so I'll have to drag a laptop along.

 

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A ROYAL UNION

The wedding of Prince Vytrek Tundrak & Sarya Elathana Ithrandos

Year 66 of the second age

Together with their families, Prince Vytrek Tundrak & Sarya Elathana Ithrandos, request the honor of your presence at their royal wedding; within the fennic throne room on the;

9th of The Grand Harvest, year 66 of the second age.

FORMAL INVITATIONS ARE EXTENDED TO:

Nor’asath - @xepphir

The Principality of Elvendom - @Bhased

The Silver Princedom - @Twinny

The Kingdom of Haense - @Xarkly

The Kingdom of Norland - @_pr0fit

The Principality of Savoy - @Milenkhov

The Holy Orenian Empire - @Nectorist

The Ferrymen - @Masouri

The Silver Lubba Band - @mika1278

The Vale of Nevaehlen - @WestCarolina

[OOC]

Saturday March 5th 2022, 5pm EST

Citadel of Fenn

looks stunning!! amazing work

On top of what towers above most of the city's snow-capped roofs, Sarya Ithrandos stood on the balcony just outside the throne room. Pale blue hues scurried over the rebuilt city. The High Iylanhir of Fenn exploited the tranquil settings to evaluate her success, enabling the sound of the frigid air to overwhelm any conceivable interfering noise. A quiet, shivering but relieved exhalation escaped from her parting lips, followed by a contented grin plastered across pale features. 

The Ithrandos Bloodline

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"On the frontiers, we make do with what the land provides us. There are always obstacles, but it is our responsibility to overcome them in order to survive. Not just for our sake, but for the sake of future generations..” -Aluin Ithrandos

Art by gavinodonnell

Genesis

The Ithrandos Bloodline is as old as the Mali'fenn themselves, with Aluin, the founder, being one of the founding ‘fenn. The Ithrandos were a well-established and relied-upon family during the early days of the Fennic people, and provided one of the few sources of food to sustain their famished kin. However, with time, this influence diminished into obscurity. Aluin was an extraordinary hunter, bringing in far more game than his peers, and was eventually designated the Head Hunter of Fenn, serving loyally for hundreds of years until his demise. His downfall occurred at the hands of the exact beast he was hunting; according to old chronicles, the beast that would take him also fell, its size incomprehensible. It came to be known as Fih’krafeh. Its bones were used to mend Aluin's damaged bow. With Aluin's demise, it was his son, Valmyr, who took over his position. Over generations, the Archon role was passed down to each son, but it only appeared as though history was repeating itself as they all, one way or another, faced their end. A century later, Arion, son of Aluin II, who was soon to pass, transferred the mantle to his son, Valmyr II. Yet, with the declining need for hunters, he grew resentful - and his post eventually became redundant as farms took over as the primary food source. This bitterness ultimately erupted into wrath, resulting in an outburst aimed at an unknown Atmorice, prompting his resignation as Archon — the weight resting on either Alisaela or Sarya. The former was too laid back, and so Sarya was appointed Archon of the steadily fading Bloodline. However, the new settlement brought new optimism, and a call was soon sent to all roaming Ithrandos, signaling a new beginning.

Overview

The Ithrandos are well renowned for their hunting abilities, and many of them go on to become hunters, gatherers, and, most notably, lumberers. Caring for their relatives and kin, they are prone to ensuring that everyone has what they require, such as shelter, food, and anything else that is deemed necessary. Further, they are capable of hiding in most northern environments and stalking their prey for as long as necessary before a swift execution. They, like the other Mali'fenn, adhere to Isvinity's principles and beliefs, as they owe their lives to Wyrvun. The Ithrandos are a proud family who hold their forefathers in high regard, always striving to live up to their predecessors' expectations. Along with this pride comes a short temper and great competitiveness, which has prompted conflicts among the Bloodlines on several occasions. Survival is at their heart, and as a result, they are distrustful of people who are not their kin, particularly those who are not within Wyrvun's Domain.

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"But mark me, child, if you want to last in this world, you must learn to be both the fox and the wolf” -Melian Ithrandos

Beliefs and Values

Beliefs

The Ithrandos are devout Isvinites, as recounted by the Mali'fenn, with some occupying prominent roles within the early worship of their Aengul. Many religious rituals are carried over into common practice for all lineage members. The newly formed Order of Vigilants, which includes many Ithrandos relatives, confirms religion as an integral aspect of being an Ithrandos. Most Ithrandos join the Vigilants based on their present occupation, with hunters joining the War Vigilants and farmers and gatherers joining the Peace Vigilants. This extends to the conviction that Wyrvun is supreme in Fin’hesin, his domain. The Ithrandos are certain that the frozen regions belong to the Mali'fenn and that they possess it in its entirety; as a result of this conviction, they have become acclimated to it and can exploit it in ways that other people and even most Mali'fenn cannot.

Values

The Ithrandos are also renowned for holding those in their lineage to high standards, as living up to their predecessors is an important element of advancing the bloodline and bringing it one step closer to regaining the influence it once held. This, along with its members' loyalty, implies that their relatives, whether alive or deceased, are the most significant aspect of their lives. Because of the loss of their authority, survival has become an important aspect of Ithrandos' lives, and they are doing everything they can to restore themselves. This also relates to their physical appearance, with people of this lineage often being in peak condition.

Traditions

Combat is an essential element of the Ithrandos heritage, with combat training beginning as early as the age of ten and hunting training beginning much earlier. This training often begins with the fundamentals of hand-to-hand combat and proceeds to ranged weaponry and hunting practice before progressing to more advanced combat and weapon training. To indicate that an Ithrandos has completed their training, they would be assigned to hunt and kill a beast on their own, utilizing all of their expertise. Following this, the young Ithrandos would often join the Ivae'fenn to improve their combat skills while learning the art of battlepainting from an elder Ithrandos.

The Ithrandos' celebrations and rituals are, for the most part, fairly similar to conventional Fennic traditions, with the exception of the coming-of-age ceremony. For the youth of the Ithrandos family, the coming-of-age ceremony begins at the age of thirty. As a confirmation, they are given their first braid. The Archon or the parents of the younger relative will entrust them with taming any type of animal. Although it is more typical to anticipate them to return with a greater beast than anything frail, this is not a requirement, as it depends on what they can muster. The Ithrandos confront several challenges that lead to them slaying their prey rather than learning to respect and tame the creatures that roam the land. This process demands a great deal of patience, and it will determine if the younger individuals genuinely resemble an Ithrandos. This is not the only distinguishing trait of being an Ithrandos; inside the bloodline, a concealed hierarchical system exists, with members of the bloodline gaining influence within the family by achievements both on and off the battlefield, earning them lineage titles or 'nicknames.' In addition, unlike other Mali'fenn bloodlines, hair plays a crucial role in an Ithrandos' rank, with braids earned from performing certain tasks, indicating that the more braids one has - the more they have accomplished.

Some customs are solely imparted to female Ithrandos, one of which being the art of herding calls. This entails memorizing a series of ethereal, melodic calls to herd animals. It is a tough skill to master that is passed down through generations. In addition, they learn the technique of detailed crafting, learning how to engrave beautiful patterns and inscriptions on weapons in the hopes that they will survive and be shown to future Ithrandos.

Example of herding calls: Kulning

Style of Combat

The Ithrandos' preferred battle style, like that of most other bloodlines, would be heavy infantry. With their affinity for ranged weapons, it is not unusual to hear of an Ithrandos assisting archers in the back during a battle. Their preferred weapons tend to be ranged weapons and, most typically, the battle-axe. They generally place themselves between lighter and heavier positions. In the past, most females would be discovered with lighter armaments, while males would be found with heavier ones; however, this currently varies and sometimes equals out.

Politics

The Ithrandos' political ideology is Nativism, which is espoused by Mali'fenn who fear and loathe other Elves yet advocate isolationism. The Ithrandos consider the Cataclysms and their history of conflict with other Elves and determine that the Snow Elves should have nothing to do with their Elven kin. They frequently resist the incorporation of other Elves into the Snow Elven state.
 

Heirlooms

Aluin was long known for his craftsmanship and scavenging. These relics, forged or collected throughout his lifetime, were passed down through generations. Often, when an elder felt unworthy of inheriting a particular item, they would bury it - that another Ithrandos might find and earn it. Generation after generation, many members who had the stoutheartedness to try to return these artifacts faced vanquishment.

 

Characteristics

The Ithrandos are most easily identifiable by their natural, and often pale-hued clothes, which are typically any shade of blue, white, or silver, with a slight tilt toward somewhat heavier colours. In contrast to these natural motifs, they choose organic materials like leather or fur. Their hair is generally grown very long, and it is common to see both men and women with numerous braids in accordance with their customs or solely for aesthetic reasons. In terms of hair colour, it is most commonly entirely white or tending towards a faint silver. Their eyes, like their hair, are usually invariably a light frigid blue or any shade of blue.

The height of an Ithrandos ranges from 5'6 to 6'3. They are frequently seen to be slightly above average in contrast to the rest of their kin. They have a relatively athletic build with a considerable amount of muscle given their customs, professions, and daily activities, much like the rest of the Mali’fenn.

Notable Members

Founder - Aluin Ithrandos

Elders - Valmyr II Ithrandos, Celia Ithrandos & Merlion Ithrandos

Archon - Sarya Ithrandos

[[OOC: Please contact JJosey on the forums or through Discord (Josey#5073) to inquire about becoming a part of the Ithrandos bloodline.]]

Name: Sarya Elathana Ithrandos

Race: Elf(Snow elf)

Age: 89

Gender: Female

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Username: JJosey

Discord: Josey#5073

Timezone: GMT+1

that's pretty hot 

Sarya Elathana squinted as she read the missive, a trace of gleam embellishing her icy blue hues.
"We think that faith and freedom must be our guiding lights because they reveal the truth. Ahernan, Vytrek, this time it's your turn to carry that light, - guide us back home." The elfess whispers underneath her breath, a pleased smile plastered across her lips.

So it begins 

"That's what I'm talking about!" A nearby, regal elfess exclaimed with joy.

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