CyyanTea

Candlelight painted the walls as the now Dame wandered the halls of her home, too tormented with the weight of grief to find slumber. With that terrible burden came a sense of disconcertment, as if a book lay before her but the page simply could not be turned. Stanislaw had taught her so much since her youth. Like many of her cousins, he had become a brother she never had - to be without him was something she'd never dared to imagine, yet now it was her reality. "Spasiba, Borsa - if vy would ever have let me call vy that..." She chuckled, half-heartedly, finally having found the courage to speak since his passing. "Va Ve Maan."

Rosalind grinned ear to ear at the sight of her new pink sash, it matched perfectly with her strawberry blonde hair!

Rosalind lingered at her husband's, regarding the same papers he had done moments before. She bore a sorrowful smile, for the battle had been won at a cost too that wore her tender heart, but it was a smile nonetheless. Her gaze settled upon her beloved, as she received summons from her Queen. "Krusae Zwy Kongzem... GODAN has blessed us with victory, ae love." @ClatterCake

A thick scent of death lingered about the blood-stained streets of Whitespire, following the battle the day prior. Rosalind swept the streets in search of those in need of her medical aid, but alas there was little use for a medic amongst the dead. The corpses, friend and foe alike, lined the streets and amongst them the squire discovered her kin, Eirene Linh Vullier. A moment of shock washed over the young woman before she finally mustered the courage to kneel at her side. "Vy lived a woman worthy of the title Countess, Mother, Cousin... Friend, even. Ag vy have chosen an honour above all others..." Her voice strained under her emotions as she retrieved the woman's blade and wrapped Eirene's cold, rigid fingers about the hilt. "A warrior's death. May GODAN guide vyr soul to the heavens above - for you are deserving of an eternity of peace." Rosalind personally sought to it that her body was well-maintained and returned to her Vuiller kin.

A UNION THROUGH ADVERSITY ✧ ────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────── ✧ ✧ ────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────── ✧ ISSUED BY ON THIS 21ST DAY OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA OF 504 E.S. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ ESTEEMED FRIENDS AND FAMILY, It is with a jovial heart that I extend the following invites to the wedding of Rosalind Weiss and Mikhail Var Ratibor. This union has long been foretold, with a courtship of several years - solidified in engagement through the happenings of the recent Juliyafest. Now, with the knighting of Ser Mikhail, the pair deem it proper to unite themselves in the eyes of GODAN accompanied by all those dear to their hearts. The eve shall be a simple celebration consisting of the main ceremony to take place in the holy church-grounds of Valdev, the following celebrations shall happen in the Weiss lands of Novkursain - where there shall be warm food and merry dances to be had. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ Formal Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: His Royal Majesty, Aleksandr II, King of Hanseti-Ruska, and his royal pedigree His Highness, Cesar II de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, and his noble pedigree His Princely Grace, Manfred Barclay, Duke of Reinmar, and his noble pedigree Her Grace, Roslin Baruch, Duchess of Valwyck, and her noble pedigree His Grace, Viktor var Ruthern, Duke of Vidaus, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Otto Ludovar, Count of Otistadt, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Cassian Colborn, Count of Malkovya, and His noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Johan Vuiller, Count of Aquilae, and his noble pedigree His Excellency, Walter León Weiss, Viscount of Novkursain, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Henrik Amador, Baron of Mondstadt, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Irena Stefaniya Kortrevich, Baroness of Koravia, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Katrin Stafyr, Baroness of Thurant, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Alyona Godunov, Baroness of Verskaya, and her noble pedigree Additional Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: Her Highness, Sibyl Gweynth, crown princess of Balian. Bishop Stanislaw Raelle Weiss-Vuiller Ravn Weiss-Vuiller Haus Derek Saltman Mei Black Aurelia Whitewood Gusiam Jusmia Lenora Jusmia Leonid Kortevich All who wish the couple merriment and a prosperous union may attend. ✧ ───────────────⊱❦⊰─────────────── ✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow. Ser, MIKHAIL VAR RATIBOR, Knight of the Order of the Crow, Master of the Hunt. ✧ ────────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────────── ✧ ✧ ────────────────────⊱❦⊰──────────────────── ✧

A servant delivered the missive to the hands of the Lady Chamberlain who dwelled within her chambers, her hands marred with ink - remnants of her ceaseless work. She regarded the content with exasperation and moreso disappointment as she muttered to herself: "It is sin enough that vy destroy vyr own honour, Iduna. It is worse still that vy drag friends and kin alike into this mess. May Godan guide vy back toward his light, littlest."

The Lady Chamberlain regarded the missive with a content sigh, another task had been scratched from her to-do list and she was increasingly proud of Mikhail!

"Krusae Zwy Kongzem." The Lady Chamberlain uttered as she scanned through the missive. She needn't speak the words wise men, and fools alike, would speak for her. The blood of her kin would be spent on both side, all she could do was abide by her oath.

✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ A HOLY EVE OF MERRIMENT ISSUED BY THE ON THIS 4TH DAY OF VZMEY AG HYFF OF 501 E.S. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ A delightful eve of merriment awaits all denizens of the Realm, wherein the holy festival of All Hallow’s Eve shall ensue. Clad in charming - or spooky - costumes, all will partake in an enthralling festival that promises enchantment at every turn! Crafting Hallow-themed trinkets shall engage creative spirits, and attendees may join in a joyous feast with fellow revelers, where delectable Hallow’s Eve-themed treats grace the banquet table. Amidst the merriment, guests will take a moment to offer heartfelt prayers to GOD, recognizing the thinning veil between two worlds - the mundane and spiritual - during the height of All Hallow’s Eve. And as the night deepens, the Haeseni creative prowess continues to shine whilst festival-goers carve eerie visages into masks and pumpkins, safeguarding against malevolent spirits that may impinge upon this jovial occasion. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ Her Royal Majesty, AMAYA OF VENZIA, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia, Karosgrad, and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera. Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow

A known heart, once broken, relished in their new found love and began the tedious process of putting itself back together. Alas, such a feat was made easier with the presence of her lover, common or not it did not matter. He was Mikhail, that was all she needed.

"Shattered..." She uttered, as her fists tightly grasped the parchment till their hue rivalled the white of the paper. Hot, ceaseless tears rolled down her rosy cheeks landing with a light patter upon the page, till the ink bled akin to her weak heart. In the silence of her seclusion, thrust upon her by those she had dared to cherish the most, a plethora of emotions fought for her attention. Each more vile than the last, provoked further by what she knew: This artistic expression of grief was a creation of her own, for it detailed the intimate affairs of a heart she had severed. That revelation swirled in her mind as she paced across the wooden floor boards - conjuring a rhythmic tap with each step. "So you use my words... do vy feel entitled to them as vy did ae heart?" Even now she had not realised her thoughts slip from her mouth, too preoccupied with the searing heat of rage in her blood. This literature conjured a sympathy for the writer - a notion, of which, Rosalind did not consider him worthy to receive - for, in her own words, it was her heart that had shattered. Thus, the parchment was cast to the flames of her vacant apartment, a light cackle snapping the silence - as if ridiculing her for her own misfortune.

THE TOURNAMENT OF THORNS ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ISSUED BY ON THIS 24TH DAY OF GRONA AND DROBA OF 499 E.S. ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ESTEEMED FRIENDS AND FAMILY, I invite you to join me in the celebration of my 18th name day, to share in this joyous day and recall what has been as I look forward to what will be. In the spirit of my house, there shall be a duel to test one’s strength and combat prowess. For those less inclined to such violence there will be an array of food and surely good company. “VA VE MAAN.” ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ Formal Invitations Are Sent To; In No Particular Order: His Royal Majesty, Aleksandr II, King of Hanseti-Ruska and his royal pedigree Her Grace, Roslin Baruch, Duchess of Valwyck, and her noble pedigree His Princely Grace, Manfred Barclay, and his noble pedigree His Grace, Viktor var Ruthern, Duke of Vidaus, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Otto Ludovar, Count of Otistadt, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Anabel Colborn, Countess of Malkovya, and her noble pedigree His Lordship, Henrik Amador, Baron of Mondstadt, and his noble pedigree His Lordship, Fabian d'Arkent-Kortrevich, Regent of Koravia, and his noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Katrin Stafyr, Baroness of Thurant, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Alyona Godunov, Baroness of Verskaya, and her noble pedigree His Highness, Cesar II de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, and his noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Eirene Linh Vuiller, Countess of Aquilae, and her noble pedigree ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Ladyship, ROSALIND LAURELIE WEISS, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska, Squire to the Order of the Crow ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧ ✧───────────────⊱❦⊰───────────────✧

"Oh goodness.." Rosalind gasped, even despite her prior knowledge of the subject - it was now permanent in ink and paper. It felt surreal. Her ambitions seemed within her grasp, and with it she realised her childhood had slipped away.

"Well, if there were ever any doubts you were my Daughter..." Rosalind had paid little mind to such a phrase, for it had not been the first time he had proclaimed such to her - especially in light of her unruly temperament. However, for a reason she could not quite comprehend, as she scanned the missive published by her cherished family those words began to resurface. He was right, even if she should not like to admit it, she was unmistakably his child. Alas, that posed another question: Why had he so adamantly avoided her? Why had he left? He relentlessly assured her she had done nothing wrong, that he was proud of her but still the same question persisted, why? She disregarded the papers, what's done is done, she would wipe her hands and be rid of the matter - or at least that is what she'd like to think.

The young Weiss received the letter with a silent joy, she immediately began to pen her response and subsequent entry to the tournament.

THE DUALITY OF YOUTH ISSUED BY ON THIS 8TH DAY OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA OF 495 E.S. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ THE KONGZEM OF HAENSE, Boasts no shortage of valiant warriors and noble houses - each unique and blessed with culture. It is to each of these houses, and beyond, that I extend this invitation, so that we may revel in our shared culture - through a test of strength and wit. Those who claim victory amongst their peers, will display the strength of Haense, and those brave enough to contribute an attempt demonstrate our dedication, even in adversity. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ I THE DAY SHALL COMMENCE AS FOLLOWS… REFER TO THE END OF THE LEAFLET FOR DATES . . . The festivities shall commence with a variation of activities that aim to nurture teamwork between kin, namely races and games of a sort - where one may display their speed, aim and balance. These games will be suitable for younger participants, with similarly suitable prizes! Following the conclusion of these games, the joust shall commence. Be sure to contact Lady Weiss-Vuiller prior to the beginning of this event so that you may be divided into designated pairs - failure to do so will result in exclusion from the tournament. Horse and further equipment must be self provided. ✧⊱🜂⊰✧ II FOR THOSE WHO REIGN VICTORIOUS . . . The winner of the joust shall receive a painting commission from the aspiring artist, Lady Rosalind Weiss-Vuiller, entirely of their choosing as an ode to their victory. The runner-up to the joust shall receive a lance dedicated to the construction and noble culture of Haense, as a symbol of their valiant attempt. ✧──────────────⊱🜂⊰──────────────✧ THE DATES ARE AS FOLLOWS . . . Her Royal Majesty, AMAYA OF VENZIA, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant, Venzia and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera His Excellency, FABIAN OTTO D’ARKENT-KORTREVICH, Grand Lord of Hanseti-Ruska Her Ladyship, ROSALIND WEISS-VUILLER, Ward of the Queen

As the letter was passed to her hands, the little rose began to imagine how one might mourn an individual they have never met. The ink that scarred this page detailed a most delightful introduction, and a most sorrowful parting. "It is niet fair..." She proclaimed, as tears trickled down her cheeks and settled upon the page below. This letter meant so much more than the passing of distant relatives, it detailed something only few can offer her: Understanding.

"It will be a most wonderful occasion!" The little Weiss announced with a mighty grin, congratulation her co-host on their wonderful penmanship before she set about her own duties for the event to come!

Rosalind observed the article with a brief grin!

Small hands grasped the missive, tracing the letters etched into the paper time and time again - as their owner, little Rosalind, sought to decipher the words written by her kin. Whilst she hadn't the wisdom to grasp the weight of the missive, and dared not to ask due to fear of the answer, she most certainly perceived the atmosphere that such words aspired to fabricate. In a brief fit of despair she tore the letter into illegible piece and discarded them upon the floor...

The Ball of Starlight elannyern celiasul'onn ||━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|[✶]|━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|| ||━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|[✶]|━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|| In the midst of darkness, our minds wander a vast plain, and in the depth of our despair one consoling light liberates us from twisted temptation: Hope. ||━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|[✶]|━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|| Haelun’or has long since associated itself with the beauty of the astral plane, notably by adopting Silver as our most esteemed symbol of purity - its imagery akin to that of starlight. It is this symbolism, after which this event is named: ‘elannyern celiasul’onn’. The Masquerade Ball of Starlight. An evening constructed of peace, prosperity and celebration: To congratulate our blessed Mali’thill for their endless attainment through times of tribulation, The prosperity of elCihi'thilln and namely the amelioration of foreign friendships. The celebrations shall adopt the following themes: Starlight, Twilight, Midnight, Nocturnal and Ethereal. Dress associated with these themes are highly advised, but not enforced. It is to be noted all those in attendance from foreign nations must submit the following form in order to enter elCihi'thilln: Name: Race: Title: Allegiance: Magical Practice: It is with great contentment, that the Silver Council of Haelun’or, invite all Citizens of the Silver State to indulge in an evening of tranquillity. The Silver Council would also like to extend additional invitations to the following nations: The Kingdom of Balian @Shmeepicus His Royal Majesty, Alexander I, by the Grace of God, King of Balian, Count of Monteres, Viscount of Eflen and Anatis, Baron of Brucca,Valens, Malenos and Ciavola, Lord of Atrus and Monterosa, Protector of the Heartlanders and the South, etcetera and his most esteemed citizenry The Kingdom of Norland @ichigomaster98 His Royal Majesty, Odin Freysson Ruric, by the Blood of the Herald, King of Norland, Duke of Varhelm and Alisgrad, High Chieftain of the Rurikkid, Chieftain of the Freyssons and his most esteemed citizenry elTali’Bortu State of Bywater @Hearth King Cyris and his most esteemed citizenry elBortu State of Hefrumm @VerminHunter Garedyn The Green, High Prophet of the Brathmordakin, Grand Steward of Urguan, High Chief of Hefrumm, Chief of Mossborn and his most esteemed citizenry The Barrow Marches @MalchediaelVult Uriel of House Pendraic, Chieftain of the Harren'hil, Lord of the March of the Barrowlands, Protector of the Adunians, Templar of Archangel Michael, and Knight of the Realm and his most esteemed citizenry Signed, Maheral ito Haelun’or Sohaer ito Haelun’or Okarir’Mali ito Haelun’or ||━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|[✶]|━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━|| OOC Date: Sunday 26th February Time: 3pm EST/ 8pm GMT Location: Haelun’or Amphitheatre

━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ The Feast of the Fallen ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ ┌━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━┐ └━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━┘ ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ “Tanya’ito sirame ehiereyae karinte, Kina’ito hileia ehiererih.” ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ Haelun’or is marred with scars of the past. Battles that tore us from our homeland and prejudice that saw our kin brutally slain - and yet through it all we have preserved. However, with each grand victory there is a price to be paid - and the highest cost of all has been the Mali’thill who bravely lay down their lives to defend our great state. It is these noble individuals after which this feast is named. I invite you all, Citizens of the Silver State and friends alike, to join us for an evening of rest. Food and drink shall be provided in abundance, within the citadel. Where we might reflect upon our victories, our families and our fallen. Before the sunrises and we must cast our gaze upon the future: Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya Signed, Okarir’mali Eistalyn Othelu’Maehr ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ OOC This event shall take place: Sunday 19th February 2023 4pm EST / 9pm GMT / 10pm CET Within the Citadel in Haelun’or.

Ana’aher il’maylu "To be blessed with love." ┌━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━┐ └━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━┘ Blessed Citizenry of Haelun’or, You are hereby invited to the Wedding of Eistalyn Othelu’Maehr and Gwaen Soulheart. Following sacred tradition, the ceremony shall take place in the Eternal Library, the celebrations shall then take place within the Friendship Park. May this union be blessed under the watchful gaze of Larihei. We hope you will join us to celebrate the union of two Talonniian and their future together. In Addition to the Citizens of Haelunor, the following are invited: Soulheart Kin Sarah Artenin Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya [OOC: Friday 3rd Feburary, 5pm EST, 10pm GMT]

THE BALLOT ((MC Name: CyyanTea )) Name: Eistalyn Othelu'Maehr Vote 1: Eistalyn Othelu'Maehr Vote 2: Eistalyn Othelu'Maehr

┌━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━┐ └━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━┘ Blessed Mail’thill of the Silver States of Haelun’or, In light of recent events I am compelled to take up my quill, in an attempt to salvage our nation as it crumbles from beneath us - for if our peoples are divided then the very foundations of our blessed city will collapse. The trial of Pamphilos Callidora Hyptos acts as a catalyst to this chaos, from which we have begun to pick ourselves undone. Rather succumb to this undoing I compel you all to consider each other with compassion and equality. This incident has unearthed the dire circumstances of our nation - which we must strive to mend. However, we can not expect our Maheral - but one elf - to suffer this great burden alone. It is on this ground that I, Eistalyn Othelu’Maehr, announce my intention to run for Sohaer: for the pursuit of progress, health and Unity. Even if the blessed citizenry of The Silver State believe I am unfitting of such an honour, I live in hope that my attempt will encourage others to follow suit, so that the position may be filled and our blessed city may finally be made whole. ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ My Pledges to the Citizenry of the Silver State… Justice [ I ] The Silver Laws of Haelun’or are intended to provide justice and safety to all citizens of the silver state. Whilst this concept is vital to the survival of our nation, its execution is poor - thus causing misconception and chaos. My first goal as Sohaer is to bring the Silver Laws into question and reform them so that each crime and punishment are discussed with excessive detail in order for each trial to conclude without misconception. This reconstruction will clarify the punishments given to crimes and their considered severity - thus decreasing the potential of severe and unjust punishments. [ II ] In addition, I will form a legal process to be followed in each trial with a rigid structure for both efficiency and ease. This process will encourage freedom of speech and equal opportunity for every Mali’thill. [ III ] All High Elves still deemed pure by the state will have access to retrial, given they were not sentenced to Third Tier of Punishment. Similarly, all Mali’thill - considering they have no connection to the present trial and hold no bias - are entitled to entire and unscrutinised freedom of speech. Unity & Equality [ I ] Each blessed citizen of the silver state reserves the right to seek knowledge and this pursuit should be encouraged with equal opportunities. As such, the eternal library will be more actively cared for, and lessons held within the library will be made more varied, including topics requested by silver citizens. [ I.I ] In addition to the reform of the library and its held lessons, a more consistent bulletin with more considerable information shall be released every elven week. Progress & Health [ I ] Purity is the guiding light of our blessed kin, to stray from its light is a sin most foul - however, to pursue it without fatigue is not often rewarded. Achievements of thill shall be publicly acknowledged and celebrated with the potential of the following: Informal titles, Items or Privileges of a specific social nature. [ I.I ] In support of the equality and unity of the people of Haelun’or, these rewards and any bestowed by the council shall hold no legal sway but shall be a testament to one's purity. [ II ] The Silver Council of Haelun’or allows our great nation to function without hindrance. However, simply existing is not enough. To fulfil “Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya” to its full purpose, I believe our council must be more active in its attempt. Whilst this concept is in heavy development, I personally believe each section would benefit from aids and consistent collaboration. [ II.I ] The Sillumiran play a similarly vital role, as a result they too shall receive a reformation of sorts. [ III ] Haelun’or has long since stood as an Isolationist state, in order to protect our blessed citizenry. However, it would seem we have arrived at a most interesting destination. Here we stand: in combat beside foreign allies, taking knowledge from Uruk and participating in foreign trade. Perhaps it is a sign, do we let the blood of the past dry? This is the people’s choice to make, and upon their decision, I, as Sohaer, will act upon their word. ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━ These are the topics I intend to tackle initially if I am to be elected as Sohaer. From there I hope to use my knowledge and experience to better Haelun’or in new, unforeseen ways. I welcome questions and challenges alike with open arms, in the spirit of friendly competition! I thank each of you for your time. Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya Haelun’or, Eistalyn Othelu’Maehr. Haelun'or, kae'leh sil ito nae. ━━━━━━━[❈]━━━━━━━