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Ilith Sylric-Kaeronin did not move at first when the words settled before her, her eyes fixed upon the parchment as though, if she stared long enough, it might change. It did not. The silence in the chamber deepened, pressing in around her as the meaning took hold, slow and suffocating. Her breath caught, shallow. “No…” it came barely above a whisper, not in defiance, but in quiet disbelief that had already begun to break. Her gaze traced the lines again, more carefully now, as if searching for error, for excess, for anything that might soften it. There was none. Each word was deliberate. Each sentence carried the weight of full truth. The justice has spoken. Banished. Forbidden. Summoned. Judged. Kill on Sight. Her hand tightened, just slightly, the parchment trembling not from anger, but from something far more fragile. “Lyun…” she whispered again, and this time the name hurt. A long breath left her, uneven. “I told you…” she murmured, voice low and strained. “I told you something was wrong. That someone had their hold on you.” -=- “That they have corrupted your mind with ridiculous thoughts” Her eyes lowered, and for a moment she could not bring herself to read further, as though the accusations themselves were something alive, something watching. “I could not find the person who tainted your mind. I could not reach you.” A pause, heavier than the last. “And now this is what remains, just a broken reality.” Another breath, trembling at its edge. Her voice faltering, shaking as her words were fractured. “To be hunted by your own kin… it pains me” Her lips parted, but no words came for a moment. “I was meant to keep you from this,” she said instead, spoken softly now, the weight turning inward. “I saw you changing before my very own eyes, and still… I failed to stop it.” -=- “ I have failed you, my child… I failed as a mother” Her fingers loosened, the parchment lowering slightly, as though she no longer had the strength to hold it as firmly. Fear lingered there now, unspoken but present. Not for herself. Ilith remained there, still as stone, the missive at her side, her expression no longer composed but worn by something deeper, something quieter. Only sorrow, depression, and the heavy, unyielding acceptance of a justice she could not deny, even as it took her dearest little child from her.

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Elora looked over the missive, snatching it from a nearby post before sitting in nearby woods. A soft sip of her sister's tea would follow while she read the missive intently. "Quite over-praising in the missive are we?.. Yet they do not speak of the trickery methods they have used to reveal what could not possibly be the truth. A shame that they believed two con-artists to have blame put on Celia'nor as a whole." The deviless then sighed, moving off to find herself a new spot to reside in before things cooled down.

The Huntress read the missive, her eyes narrowing as she took in the grim news: another nation had fallen under attack by darkspawn. Folding the parchment with care, she dusted the visor of her helmet, the weight of her duty clear. Gripping her sword, she breathed deep. She felt like she knew the fate that would be bestowed upon the rest of Aevos. "So it has begun-" She said as she watched the land from afar.

Consideration of Leniency, 196 SA 1st of Malin's Welcome, 196 of Second Age Final Verdict to Treason of Hunter Lucius After thorough deliberation and the revelation of new evidence, the Council of Holy Blades has reached a final decision regarding Lucius, formerly a New Blood of our esteemed Order. As many of you are aware, Lucius fled our stronghold and sought refuge in a distant nation plagued by the Darkspawn. Initially, this act was perceived as a grave betrayal—a pursuit of forbidden knowledge that posed a significant threat to our Order and the realm we protect. The Council of Holy Blades decreed that Lucius must be brought to justice, viewing his actions as a severe breach of the sacred oaths he swore to uphold. However, recent investigations have brought to light critical information that has altered our understanding of Lucius’s motivations. In light of these findings, the Council has decided to amend Lucius’s punishment. Rather than pursuing his execution or continued exile as an enemy, we have chosen to strip him of his rank and membership within the Holy Blades. Effective immediately, Lucius is expelled from our Order. He is no longer permitted to bear the uniform of the Holy Blades, and all privileges associated with his former position are hereby revoked. Let this missive serve as a formal notice of the First Hunters' decision. We trust that all members of the Holy Blades will continue to uphold the principles of our Order with unwavering dedication. Lady Elora Soltée-Amethil First Huntress of the Holy Blades

The Betrayal of Lucius: A Hunt for the Fallen Blade In the annals of the Holy Blades, few names evoke as much contempt as that of Lucius. Once a trusted brother, a stalwart member of Holy Bladess, in the rank of a New Blood, sworn to uphold the sacred oaths of our Order, Lucius has become a symbol of treachery, a man who chose ambition over honor, and knowledge over loyalty. His betrayal cuts deep, for it is not just the betrayal of his fellow hunters, but of the very principles that bind us together. He fled to a distant land, a nation not our rival in arms but one shrouded in perpetual shadow, overrun by the malevolent force we know as the Darkspawn. These twisted creatures, born of corruption and malice, have long been the enemy of all that is pure and just. The Holy Blades have fought tirelessly to keep their influence at bay, purging the taint wherever it emerges. But this nation, plagued by darkness, has become a refuge for the very evil we seek to destroy. It is here that Lucius has sought asylum, not out of fear, but out of a thirst for power. The High Council of the Holy Blades, in their wisdom, has decreed that Lucius must be brought to justice. This is not merely a mission of retribution, but a dire necessity. Lucius’s betrayal is a wound that must be cauterized before it festers further, and the knowledge he seeks must be kept from falling into the wrong hands. His actions have placed the entire realm at risk, and it falls upon us, his former brothers and sisters, to stop him before he brings about the ruin of all we hold dear. The hunt for Lucius is a grave and dangerous task. He is no ordinary fugitive; he was once one of our own, trained in our ways, privy to our secrets. Now, he walks among the shadows, in a land where the Darkspawn’s taint seeps into the very earth. Lucius, once our brother, now our enemy, your days are numbered. The Holy Blades come for you, and with us, we bring the wrath of your treason. Prepare yourself, for there will be no mercy. The hunt is on, and we will not fail. Lady Elora Soltée-Amethil First Huntress of the Holy Blades

Elora sat upon the bench within the Winery, letting the fresh breeze of Sun's Smile hit her face. A soft hum escaping her as she read through the missive intently. Her smile only widening as she read through the second part. "Ah, this does put a smile on my face! Finally, a great celebration!" The mali then stood up, wondering when her dress would be finished and ready for her to try!

MC-Name: FrostyGopnik RP-Name: Ilith Kaeronin Persona-ID: 84033

Name: Romilda Bucklefort Race: Human Birth Year: SA 9 Peerage (if applicable): Sarissa Do you have a residence in Sutica, or are you guaranteed a residence as a government official, or are you currently in the process of acquiring one?: Yes Address of residence (if applicable): Brynrose keep

RP Name: William BarnesMC Name: FrostyGopnikVoted: Yes :)

William Barnes read the news carefully before murmuring to himself "almost like the history is repeating itself.." He said as he looked up into the night sky, perhaps referencing to his past.

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RP Name: Natalie MC Name: FrostyGopnik Voted: Yes

[!]Araene Leparda looked over the flyers, approving of them with a grin, she then went to pin few of them inside the city of Sutica, hoping she will recruit someone with it.