UmbreScye

Uppori Visaj read the parchment carefully, but lifted herself up from it calmly. She would browse her reports on the portal’s fauna, and turned back to the parchment. “Hmm... Very nice., this is what the citizenry needs.” She walked away with a cordial smile instinctively, back into the Tavern that she is toiling away to work on.

Uppori Visaj would glance at the calender, smiling calmly at the writing. Uppori hurridly moved the large crates of Visaj Wine into the tavern as she finished reading the events.

Uppori Visaj would begin reading such missive, staring at it before making a surprised expression. “So this is what that Sillumir was speaking of... Interesting. I look forward to seeing these Valah more often. ” Uppori gave a curt nod, placing the missive on her desk to hurry off and prepare more wine.

Uppori Visaj would flick the letter open, staring at it closely before perking up with a smile. “It was as if yesterday that I had only known a single Seregon within the state, now their family blooms outward! How exquisitely divine.” She closed the letter calmly, and would lift her quill to begin writing...

Uppori Visaj stared at the notice, exhaling with slight annoyance. “I look forward to reviewing the library upon completion, but I will miss browsing the contents daily... I hope they complete renovations soon.” With a defeated look, she would walk away from the library.

Uppori Visaj placed a meek hand over her lips, staring at the missive with a displeased look. She left it in her room, but pondered over the execution tactics as she walked throughout the state.

Uppori Visaj beamed happily at the missive, hugging it for a moment before placing it in her shelf. “How wonderful, I look forward to the leadership of the Okarir’maehr and Okarir’nor!” She nodded cordially, continuing to write her novels.

Uppori Visaj stares at the missive with a brow raised, as she would not store it within her pile of other letters and missives. “It would be satisfying if she would show herself for a trial, rather than hide behind a letter.” She frowned a bit, holding the letter idly before placing it back where she found it.

Uppori Visaj would take one of the forms, writing her information gingerly with a sharp quill. She dipped her quill in her jar of ink, leaving it idle to conclude her finished writing, sighing a bit to herself. Uppori folded the letter neatly in three, placing it in a rather elegant piece of envelope. She concluded her citizenship application with a large stamp of the Visaj seal, forcing the letter shut. Uppori handed in the envelope to the nearest ‘thill representative, nodding in approval to this new system.

Uppori Visaj would listen idly to his comment, as she would know that it was incredibly impure to do such a thing. To take one’s life, was one of cowardice and betrayal to the state. However, the friendship she had with the individual known as Maleos would make her falter, and forced her to sink deeper in the abyss of melancholic emotions. She could not forget his endless fight to expose the darkness, even though he died as an impure.

Light’s Out 13th of the Deep Cold, 1729 [!] During the night, the tavern lights would be completely off and the gates would be shut. A single sign with a pamphlet on the matter was left there, for all ‘thill to read. “Van’ayla, my treasured friend. You were among the only ‘thill brave enough to fight the forces of darkness daily, therefore it led you on many great adventures through Arcas. However, you have taken your life within the tavern I strove to care for and nurture. Mister Maleos, you perished within the walls that I had hoped to defend those from conflict in. I understand that there were many misunderstandings that occurred during your time here, but I hope those involved will not focus on the past, and will instead mourn with me. With that, the tavern will be closed for a couple of elven days to mourn Maleos Aldin. I apologize for any inconvenience it may have towards ‘thill wishing to mingle, but I hope to mourn within my once joyful tavern. Ahernan. Rest in peace, within the Silver Walls Maleos Aldin. The citizenry will carry on what you left behind. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj” [!] The note would end with the seal of the Visaj Family, stamped with a calming sky blue tone. Though, it seemed full of sorrow rather than happiness, as each letter that was written would have a tear mark or two on it. OOC: The tavern will re-open August 21st @ 9:00AM EST “

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in your mailbox, the wax being a calm lilac purple color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. There would be a bronze pin located inside of the letter, one in the shape of a dove. ”Dear Alluin Miravaris, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. This letter would like to congratulate you on your acceptance into the ‘Trainee chef’ position. I believe your skills will do best in a chef setting, however I do believe that you can train under Cinh’llytn Len’irrin, our Silver Chef. If you wish to do waiting duties as well, you may come find me for tips and lessons on doing well in such environments. Working in the tavern is an excellent way to get the citizenry to know you, and your kind ‘thill heart. Ahernan for applying. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 15th of The Grand Harvest, 1729.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘ACCEPTED, please find Uppori Visaj OR Cinh’llytn Len’irrin.’ [OOC] Thank you for applying, I will get back to you soon! You can find Droppu [ME] or Korus_Prime [Cinh] in the times that you can come in. I’ll send you a link to our discord!

Uppori Visaj would stare at the declaration, frowning deeply. “War.. Again.. When will we ever find peace?” She would stride back home, an apparent sigh escaping her.

Uppori Visaj wiped a sweat off her brow, as she was busy tinkering away at the tavern. She would be constantly cleaning, moving chairs around, and making sure that there were enough seats for the banquet. She would sigh a bit in relief as she finished her setting up, but would look over to her large pile of papers with a frown. “I hope the banquet goes well...”

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in your mailbox, the wax being a calm crimson red color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. There would be a bronze pin located inside of the letter, one in the shape of a dove. ”Dear Cinh’llytn Len’irrin, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. This letter would like to congratulate you on your acceptance into the ‘Chef’ position. Your skills are quite impressive, and I look forward to seeing you work in the tavern. We are also looking for a ‘Silver Chef’, so I hope that we may discuss the possibility of you ascending to such position in the future. For now, I request that you come see me immediately so I may fully assess your skills, and I look forward to your cooking. Ahernan for applying. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 9th of The Deep Cold, 1727.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘ACCEPTED, please find Uppori Visaj.’ [OOC] Thank you for applying, I will get back to you soon! [Also np, if you’re in HERP discord it’s all good. You can also just pm me on the forums haha. I don’t leave my discord account public for the same reason. It’s to make sure that I have another way to contact you.]

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in your mailbox, the wax being a calm sea foam color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. There would be a bronze pin located inside of the letter, one in the shape of a dobe. ”Dear Daerine Elibar’acal, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. This letter would like to congratulate you on your acceptance into the ‘Waitress’ position, as well as your trainee position as ‘bartender’. I would like to see your skills when waiting tables, and taking care of guests first before allowing you to fully take on the Bartending position. Due to this, you will be allowed to practice with the Silver Bartender Goan Aldin, who is an expert with all sorts of liquor filled drinks. Ahernan for applying, and I will see you in the Tavern soon. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 5th of The Deep Cold, 1727.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘ACCEPTED, please schedule an interview date.’ [OOC] Thank you for applying, I will get back to you soon!

Uppori Visaj skims over the denouncement, listening to the ‘thill murmur about the accusations in the plaza. As she strode through, she would reach her office within the Silver Tavern and take a seat. Uppori read over various notes that do indeed mention cultist activity within Llyrian walls, but would very much pause at the ‘spider cultist’ clause of the demands. She could not help but laugh loudly, which she was sure other ‘thill heard from afar. ”Huh? What in Arcas is this about? This must be a mistake, spider cultists?” She chuckled a bit, laughing the idea off. However her expression grew sour, as she placed both of her hands together. “Wait.. They mentioned a couple of names... Hmm...” She would lift her quill and began to write away. She would write down a couple of names of interest, as well as marking specific areas on a map. Uppori sighed deeply, staring at her various sullied parchments with various details on them. “This, is quite worrying. I do not believe war is needed against them, due to a small population of cultists that they ‘allegedly’ have. However, the threat should be removed soon to ensure that both Llyrians and Arcas remain safe.” Uppori shoved her notes into a notebook, placing them into her long messenger bag. She would stand quickly, walking out of her office with a determined look on her face. Feng Guihua would squint at the missive, not understanding it at all. She would crumple the first page up and toss it into a couple of flames. She brushed her hands off, and took hold of her Erhu with great disdain. She sat on top of a large log, staring at the flames angrily. Guihua began to play on her Erhu to practice for an upcoming song, but would only produce horrendous noises. She shoved her erhu to the side, crossing her arms with a furious scowl. “BAH! These Jian Tou really think too much about small, tiny thing. Really, spider elf? That is terrible joke, when this one actually see what true terror is like!” She exclaimed loudly to herself, tossing other bits of the missive within the flames of a camp fire.”Guihua see the Mother! Guihua see what it do to civilian, focus on that! Guihua not care about bai chi bad man magic. Do something good, and defend those that need help.” She shook her head, stifling her tears as Guihua would grip her erhu once more out of sheer anger. Rested in a hammock, that reminded her of home. “Llyria not home to Guihua, but Guihua not want see Hou die again in another war...” She cried to herself, as if pitying herself for running away. She slowly slept off her pain, trying to forget about what the Voidal tears were capable of. Guihua looked up to the night sky before disappearing into a long slumber, far away from her people.

Uppori Visaj smiled at the missive, placing it right on her calendar. “I look forward to these events!”

Uppori Visaj stared at the warning, that was spread to every ‘thill in the state, deeply sighing to herself. Uppori lifted a cup of tea to her lips, sipping it quietly as she finished writing in her notebook. “Hm.” She rested her tea cup on the table with a soft clink, shaking her head once more before continuing her writing.

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in the vicinity of the Golem, the wax being a calm sky blue color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. ”Dear Ka Klad, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. Unfortunately I have never met a construct asking for a job at the tavern, nor am I ultimately considering to allow such into the tavern. However, I will give you the benefit of the doubt and I will agree to at least hear you out if you truly wish for work. Your application’s reasoning that you can mimic abilities after seeing it once is quite new to me, and I am very interested in how you were able to achieve citizenship within the Silver State. You may come to me to request the ‘Waiter’ position, and I must think over any other position in the future. Ahernan. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 24th of Sun’s Smile, 1727.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘PENDING, please speak to Uppori Visaj for more information.’ [OOC] Please privately message @UmbreScye on the forums. [ Or msg me on discord ] For why your application is on pending, and to make an interview date.

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in your mailbox, the wax being a calm sea green color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. There would be a bronze pin within the folds of the envelope as well, in the shape of a dove. ”Dear Alas Aldin, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. I would like to congratulate you on your acceptance into ‘Waiter’ position, however your request for ‘Sous chef or Bartender’ have both been declined until we speak about it in person. Waiter work is something I am sure you can handle, and I will personally assist you during your training the first elven week. If you wish to pursue bartending, I highly recommend that you take the waiter position and begin trainee work under Goan Aldin, our Silver Bartender for an elven month to pursue such position. However, if you also wish to pursue the ‘chef’ position, I require that you come and display your skills to me during our interview. I am currently looking for a Silver Chef, and it would be wonderful if you compete with Goan Aldin for the position through a tasting contest. However, this may be discussed in person as well. Ahernan, and please present me this bronze pin and letter during your interview. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 6th of Sun’s Smile, 1727.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘ACCEPTED, Please send a follow up letter with a date of interview.’ [OOC] Please privately message @UmbreScye on the forums. I look forward to seeing your chef RP skills, so make sure you message me soon so we can get this all set up!

[ROLEPLAY] [!] A letter with the Visaj Seal would be found in your mailbox, the wax being a calm sky blue color. Upon unfolding this envelope, the letter would be written in neat handwriting on a silky white piece of parchment paper. ”Dear Delnir Shefixa, Karin’ayla, Ker’ayla. Your submission for a ‘Chef’ position has been declined, because your current examples of previous work is inadequate for the position requested. If you wish for a trainee position please find me during tavern after hours, and I would be more than happy to assess your skills in person. This involves slowly moving up the ranks, and earning a ‘chef’ position through hard work. Please find me during tavern after hours, and we will assess your skills accordingly for your trainee level position. Sincerely, Uppori Visaj 13th of Malin’s Welcome, 1727.” [!] The letter would end with her signature, and a stamp saying: ‘PENDING, Please find and consult Uppori Visaj for information.’ [OOC] If you want to talk about taking a trainee level position, please privately message @UmbreScye on the forums. I will speak to you privately on why your application was denied for chef level work as well. Thank you for applying!

The Silver Tavern 9th of Malin’s Welcome, 1727 [!] A missive was nailed to the quartz pillars of the Silver Tavern, a wax seal of the Visaj Talonnii at the bottom of the parchment looked rather elegant. "Karin'ayla, Ker'ayla, my dearest Mali'thill, On this fine elven year, Uppori Visaj is looking for new bright 'thill to work and attend to the tavern. As I will be busy attending my duties to the blessed Diarchy as the Medi'ir for all sorts of affairs, I will need many 'thill at the tavern bar. Fortunately, there are spots available for co-owning the Silver Tavern, where you will be allowed to host all sorts of events without needing my approval. The Okarir'tayna expresses this privilege with great caution and expertise and may be contacted for help managing events in the tavern. However, back to the topic at hand when applying for a position at the tavern. At this very moment, I will be locking the tavern door to ALL former employees. Aspiring employees will be required to fill out a form that can be found in the bookshelf by the bar to keep your spot as a server or cook. This work is mainly volunteering, however, you are permitted to keep tips from guests and minas you earn while selling goods. Tavern workers and owners will often take trips to the farms to pick up supplies if needed. We may prepare, or order, special varieties of wine to expand our collection of alcoholic beverages. Expressing your own creativity with your meals and drinks is highly encouraged. The tavern will be gaining a new menu and will be looking for creative input while adding new additions to the tavern. The tavern will also be expanding, opening up the lower floor and balcony once more for festivities. As an employee, you will be allowed to aid Uppori Visaj in the decorations and building! The following positions are available to apply for: [Co-Owner] [Silver Chef] [Silver Bartender] [Chef] [Bartender] [Waiter/Waitress] =-=-=-= Current Roster Tavern Keeper, Uppori Visaj [Droppu] Silver Bartender, Goan Aldin [SinAmongUs] Silver Chef, Cinh’llytn Len’irrin [Korus_Prime] Chef, Alluin Miravaris [Arachne_07] Waiter, Ryngwen [rogue_empress] Performer, Rinaedith Lae’rinsyr [Rhuyne] =-=-=-= Now, you may ask, how can a 'thill apply? Simple, waiters and chefs are to fill out a specific form Uppori Visaj will provide. You must also pick an appropriate date to obtain this interview. The roles are self explanatory, though the most notable positions is the Silver positions. These positions will be leading a team of bartenders/chefs during important events, as well as allowing their own specialties be featured on the menu. Applicants that do not live within the Silver State of Haelun’or will be forced into trainee position, and are expected to become citizens soon through submitting a book. Every elven month, there will be an opportunity for a promotion. However, Silver Chefs and Bartenders will gain the special privilege of competing to gain co-ownership. There will be an annual Silver Cook-Off, where the winner will gain co-ownership of the tavern. If this specific co-owner is found to be irresponsible and not tidy, they will be kicked back down to waitress/waiter. [!] You will find this form on the counter, next to the old menu's. Please take one! =-=-=-= Silver Tavern Form: [OOC] Please answer this portion OOCLY. Discord: YourIGN#1234 Preferred time of interview: Example RP: [ROLEPLAY] Please answer this portion IRPLY as your character! Name: Race, and are you a citizen of the Silver State?: Preferred position: Why should you get this position?: =-=-=-= I look forward to your attendance in the tavern, and I will schedule an interview immediately. Please make sure to leave a note with the form by the bar, so I may contact you immediately. Sincerely, Tavern Keeper, Uppori Visaj” [[ Thank you for the picture @puffyduck!!! ]]

Uppori Visaj would be looking through various missives at her desk, but would pause at this specific document. Uppori would then, lift a quill to write a couple of words down in her book. She scribbled away with various notes, glancing back at the missive various times before letting out a deep sigh. She rested the quill for a moment to think out loud, though no one would hear her ramblings. “It is about time that we attempt to extend our hands towards our Mali brethren once more, especially due to the current state of peace we thrive in. I hope that we are able to create another peaceful negotiation between our fellow Mali soon. The previous engagements have been rather hostile, I pray that this will change. Although...” She closed her book calmly, staring out her window for a moment. Uppori dipped her quill into a vial of ink, picking out a clean slate of parchment to write a note onto. “I hope this does not cause more hostility between our people, since the Silver State is merely attempting to regain peace between all Mali.” She finished writing her note, and whistled for a bird which flew through her window. Uppori would tie the note to the bird’s ankle, sending it off with a soft sigh as she rested her chin on her hand. She hoped that the note would reach her close Mali friend, who left the Silver State long ago.

Feng Guihua would be picking herbs far into Queens Isles, but she would remember back to the dastardly Mother eating the Huangdi. Guihua shivered with a frown as she left herbs in her basket, heading far away from both her old home and Llyria. Guihua could only run, and with that thought she could not fathom meeting her Xiongdi after the terrible battle. She raised up a pot, placing it beside a large boulder and lighting some dried sage leaves. She would place incense sticks on the sides of the pot, praying quietly. “Goodbye, friend. May Hou-Shen welcome you into the realm of ancestors. Arcas did not deserve such a trustworthy Hou, even after the many lunar cycle of existence. From running away during the Qinghai massacre, to the unfortunate move to Llyria... Guihua is sorry for not staying with her Xiongdi brethren.” Guihua would blow out the incense sticks and the pot of incense, however she would pull out a large wooden plank with the name ‘Hsieh Xin’ carved onto it. She would plant the plank deep into the ground, sobbing as she stared at the makeshift grave. She used her torn sleeve to wipe her eyes, traveling once more far away from the others she once knew. Guihua held an unfamiliar instrument in her hand, playing a song that no one has ever heard before.