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~Lenniel Divhileia~ Age: 218 Gender: Male Race: High Elf Height: 6'4" / 1.8 meters tall Weight: 168 lbs/ 76 kg (I imagine) Description His body, like most high elves, is rather slender and lithe with a light skin tone. Strawberry blonde hair, brushed back, spikes out from his scalp. Long, pointy ears poke a little way from his head, though streamlined. His brows rest evenly across, though the right may twitch from time to time. His eyes are a shade of purple, while neither twinkling nor flashing, that have a certain glow to them. His face is always with a half smile, though one could wonder if he is laughing with them or at them. He wears a white linen shirt, buttoned down the middle, with the sleeves coming up to his elbow. Around his neck is a frilled cravat, splaying out down the middle of his chest. Over those, he wears a green jacket, flaring back dramatically at the elbow with a large whit cuff. His pants are simple, also linen and colored light dirty grey. His feet are fitted with regular calf high brown boots. Personality/History Template: Mage High Concept: Aspiring Master of Alteration - Who wouldn't want to have the powers of a god? To alter the fabric of reality to your whim? Trouble Concept: Indulgent & Indulged - I like to have the finer things in life, like cake! Childhood: Knows nothing of his past. Found in the wreckage of a home with two other corpses. Was adopted into another family. Growing up, he wished to learn magic, but failed at properly connecting to the void. Could only ever accomplish simple household magic. Was teased and ostracized for his failure. After a little over 20 years of this, he quit. Phase Aspect: Fear of Failure Young Adult: Turned his attention to more scholarly pursuits. Read histories, biographies, anthologies, and anything else he deemed interesting. Only stopping to eat and sleep, he shunned social interaction in favor of his literature. This continued on for around a century, attesting to his foster parent's patience. This routine was only broken by the multiple cataclysms that struck, though those usually saw Lenniel with his nose in a book while running away from danger. Phase Aspect: Loremaster Bonus feat: Improved Peripheral Vision - Can spot things out of the corner of his eye better than the average joe. Adult: Eventually, the socially underdeveloped Lenniel was kicked out of the house. This forced him to seek employment to make a living. He eventually settled in Arlas. He took up being a minor Scribe, helping to copy documents and other menial activities. The rest of his time was split between reading, and messing with his neighbors. Switching flowers across the street, making random objects jump up and start waltzing to an unseen orchestra, making papers get blown away in a sudden gust of wind, even pebbles into people's shoes. While severely annoying in some cases, he also tried to avoid hurting others seriously with his pranks. Phase Aspect: Magnanimous Prankster Recent Events: With the transition to Athera and the recent elf hunts, Lenniel decided not to return to Arlas. For a time he was homeless, picking up a few... acquaintances here and there along the way. Said acquaintances have convinced him to once again start learning Magic again. Sadly, he as fell to what were probably bandits a couple times along the road. But recently he has had a streak of luck: Lenniel acquired a house, secured over 2000 minas through a quick investment, is starting to learn and SUCCEED at casting magic, and is all in all rather pleased with his situation. Magic Arch-type: Alteration Sub-Type: Telekinesis Rank: Beginner Arch-type:Household Magic Rank: Master

Within The Silver City, a gloomy room, dimly lit by glimmering candles as to deter attention in the dead of the night, stirred with a steady stream of arrivals. A committee of assiduous Mali’thilln; architects, authors and diplomats stood by a round table, to plan sub rosa, for the future of their kin was tested and yet unresolved. Outside the tower a great many more amassed in the dark. Some voiced worry for their woes, some voiced nothing at all. A crowd of Sillumiran, their armour illuminated beneath streams from street lamplights, patiently observed the square. This century of humiliation at the hands of foreigners, of their own people, had come to terminate in great tragedy. The Mali’thill were to be forced out of their sanctuary, their Karinah’siol, driven to flight. It was clear to all the urgency and importance of the coming months. In the gloomy room, the hushed assembly continued. The authors were keeping record when someone made a proposal, the diplomats gathered over drafts of new legislation and the architects evaluated sketches of new hallowed halls. . .

Musings of oem Laurir An Announcement to the Silver State of Haelun’or As Issued from the An’asul estate 6th of The First Seed, Year 81 of the Second Age "Deception rules the minds of many. It falls to us to become the vanguard of truth, the guardians of wisdoms past and futures bright. A mournful day passes over this city, this, our beloved home of Haelun'or. Light shall dawn, and purge the hatreds old and new. Go forth then, mine Weeping Blades! Defend our way, and forever to it keep true." - Malaurir Dio Astore BLESSED CITIZENRY OF THE SILVER STATE OF HAELUN’OR, Our blessed bastion is as strong as its weakest link, thus progress must always be safeguarded. As we have many times before, the time has come to choose which citizens we wish to be responsible for directing the future of our people. The labors they face will be great, and they will not prevail without a true will to further the maehr'sae hiylun'ehya. For decades have the topic of homosexuality been discussed within the blessed walls of our humble bastion, the time has arise once more. As unfortunate as it was, for myself to allow the Mali’aheral to debate without my glorious presence, I still wish to gift you the enlightenment of my thoughts. Firstly, I wish to offer a few sentence statement in regards of lessers and their homosexual tendencies. I have involved myself in several studies when it comes to lessers and their intimate tendencies, and I must say that I am quite delighted how many of them identify as homosexual, or gay as the liberals have a habit of calling it. The lessers, incapable of absolute purity should be none of our concern, for they halt the spreading of their kin interlocking with partners of the same sex. Homosexual lessers are also much more fun than their heterosexual counterparts, perhaps they enjoy some sort of liberation living their true selves. Thus, I wish that elHeial’thilln Ito Haelun’or will introduce the first Homosexual Parade for the lessers— let us offer them safe haven while the rest of the world hunts them. The more lesser homosexuals, the less lessers there are in this world. What comes to Mali’aheral and the laws or Haelun’or as well as Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya— my thoughts are as follows. A Mali’aheral shall not participate in any fraternization outside wedlock for such represents the greed or elBortu. A fertile Mali’aheral shall not participate in any fraternization with someone of the same sex. However, as we are cursed with infertility and as we reach a certain age we no longer have the opportunity to bear children. Many a Mali have stagnated their most important mission, the creation of Oeman’ii, thus we must progress to ensure procreation. I recommend the following, any infertile (over 500 years of age) Mali’aheral that has provided the state with a minimum of Oem boy and Oem girl child through natural means within wedlock, may apply for State approved Homo-License, HL. Evidence of paternity or maternity must be provided during application. Anyone applying for HL must be deemed pure without prior convictions of fraternization outside wedlock. Under no circumstances may a Mali’aheral participate in homosexual activities without an HL. elHeial’lauriran under the guidance of the Most Blessed may review these applications case by case basis. Fraternization outside wedlock shall remain prohibited and the same sex couple must be wedded in the presence of the Maheral. In no scenario, may the same sex couple apply for a divorce without the approval of elHeial’lauriran first and only the Maheral and in their absence elHeial’malauriran may approve such. These are what I recommend. Signed Laurir Usamea An'asul AY'LARIHEI AY'MAHERAL MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

To summon the nobles An invitation to elHeial’malauriran and elHeial’lauriran As Issued from the An’asul estate 4th of The Amber Cold, Year 81 of the Second Age "Should any members of the community find difficulties arising from the changes brought about, they need only week counsel; answers are given to those that pose queries and wisdom blesses the inquisitive." - Malaurir Dió Astóre BLESSED MALAURIRAN AND LAURIRAN, Our bastion, strong hold of progress and health must continue to blossom, even in the absence of the Most Blessed. Guide the Mali’thill, encourage them all that surround you. It is your duty. Many topics have been filling the minds of the Mali’aheral, Haelunorians and others alike. As we live in an era, absent of the Maheral, the duty to ensure the cultural progress falls on the shoulders of the Lauriran. It is a great pleasure that I announce to summon elHeial’lauriran. This council of the most respected talonniian, chosen by the Maheral themselves, leads the cultural aspects of the High Elves. In the absence of Maheral, the council exists to support the former Maheralan, elHeial’malauriran. Malauriran, you are all invited to join and guide the conversation— please accept my humble request. The date will be set on a later date. Laurir Elervathar Laurir Sullas Laurir Calith Laurir Ni’leya Laurir Elibar’acal Lauriran, I offer you my invitation, to meet and discuss the relevant cultural changes that have inspired the Mali’thill to speak up. I look forward hearing from you. Signed Laurir Usamea An'asul AY'LARIHEI AY'MAHERAL MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA [!] This invitation would only be sent to the recipients mentioned in the post.

Larihei of War ______________________________________________________________________________ Since even the most ancient times, that Antediluvian age, when the great seas had yet to rise and swallow the vast lands, separating the many continents, when those most blessed and everlasting yet roamed the cihi streets, and Acalanti had yet to sink beneath rolling tide, Haelun'or had been a great cihistate. it was by the actions of brave, singular individuals, those with the deepest of convictions and power of self and actualization that had always steered the course of our eternity. Through their deeds, history is forever marked, and eternal they live. Not simply in the depths of some unknowable history, but in the world, in your deeds, in your very blood. Living! Is even the most ancient memory! For this fact, we know we may easily come to see deeper truths of not just what has composed us, but through what paths most natural would lead us, in this continual 'growth', or progress forwards from an initiatory state, one must first attain that, which makes the foundation for this state! To initiate from great foundation, one may achieve ever greater heights, through the ever-perfection of the growing ways of what had composed them. This is the role of that great, singular individual. To bring about this state. Not as mere benchmark, but also springboard. For, if one, of blessed birth, had followed truly the way of her mothers or fathers, to whom they were at least acquainted with at birth, and assuming the blessing of good names and deeds of their parents, they would find themselves inheritor of this near limitless source of knowledge, strengths, and eternal glories of the paths walked by those before you. To be the great individual, is to be the Mali on the ascent. To go forwards, always, into the great light of eternal progress and perfection. That your conviction drives before you what must be taken to reach that higher state, to bring those eternal glories to you and your name to those around you, and shape the world so through all, you may achieve that most immortal Kleos, so all after you are touched by your light for all time. In this way, our greatest lady, Tahu'Larihei acted, as that Hero, who had risen truly, through word and wit, spear and shield, health and progress. This of course, logically, is the way one achieves that eternal perfection. Ever-striving, ever-growing, so your own Kleos grows, and it is your example followed by that blood enriched by your inclusion. It is within our cihi that every Mali'thilln is the champion of an ancient unbroken legacy. For this, we seek to act in ways which bring blessing to those around us, those of the most Silvered blood. Yet, in this same swipe, that hero, just as lady Larihei lifts her blade to defend what is true and pure, so too must that individual, COURAGE welled in his heart, heft his spike to any challenge. To take what he needs by that spike, be it fine silver nibbed pen or spear of Cruel Bronze. Do not shun the ways of our forefathers, for it is only quite literally true, that your ancestors too, stood shoulder to shoulder besides the Silvered Maiden, to face all trials, so you may have chance to enjoy Blessed Life. Gather your spike in your hand Go forth and take it That divine glory most eternal For what is one without Kleos, but merely one passing with the wind ________________________________________________________________________________ If you aren't a hero to your people, what are you? -Amberlan Aldin, ancient Sillumiran Defender of Elcihi'thilln

Music THE DUTY OF MALI’THILL Drafted by the Haelun’orian War Council Issued 6th of The Grand Harvest, Year 80 of the Second Age Art by @puffables Through the schisms of Lomal and all who have attempted to do so since. Through the assailment attempted by Aengudaemon and Draconic beings, and various grand tragedies of the natural elements. Through each and every migration of the descendants, battles great, challenges multifarious, The Silver State of Haelun’or has endured. When the Motherland is faced with any prospect of danger, it is our sworn duty to end the threat as soon as possible. The leaders of Malin’or issued ludicrous demands based on fallacious notions to The Horde, the league of national assemblies that includes our great State. By the act of the Iron’Uzg acting honourably, defending its Mali allies and citizens, they break stated terms. Make no mistake, Malin’or wanted this war — Their terms were unabashedly non-viable. Numerous are directly an offence to The Silver State of Haelun’or. It is obvious why. After failing once to get the Motherland under her control, Ivarielle Ibarellan’s jealousy has compelled her to raise a Mali’ata haven, Celia’nor, to go forth with further kinslayings. Ivarielle continues to lay claim to a throne of Haelun’or that does not exist, demanding that the Iron’Uzg place it under the Kingdom of Oren for her to lead, which they do not have the ability to do. Malin’or casts insult on Mali’thill who are members of the Blessed Citizenry, and of Elheial’thilln, naming them as ‘problematic’, ‘deluded’ and ‘diseased’. Malin’or also adds an odd note to denounce Azdromoth worship, a certain irony and hilarity to be found in the statement of “Your time is over, followers of Azdromoth.” It is known across Elvendom that after the corrupt Valwynn council fled Elcihi’thilln, a shrine to the Arch-Drakaar was discovered in their Manor House — some who resided in the house amongst the council of Celia’nor, and others harboured in the city. It too is manifest that Ivarielle herself is a follower. In The Silver State of Haelun’or, Okariran serve the citizenry. In Malin’or, Mali are made to bend to the will of Princes and Princesses. Free is the pure Mali. Blessed Citizenry, we call upon you now to contribute to the war effort. It is only by standing together, a free people, that we might protect our Motherland. To enlist in Elsillumiran, to farm for extra food, to smith armour and weapons, to use your scholarly prowess for planning. All Sillumiran may stop by The Night Owl Parlour for free food to fuel their training. andria il'Haelun'or y tennallar lar'iyulvanae karin’ento! Mali'thill iyatan'leh ay'Haelun'or! ALL RISE TO DEFEND THE MOTHERLAND AY’SOHAER ALAION MIRAVARIS, AY’LARIHEI MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

[!] Silver envelopes are delivered directly to Haelun'orian mailboxes! The Return of Summer Festival Issued 10th of The Amber Cold, Year 80 of The Second Age The snow has melted! With good weather finally returned to The Silver City after a time of harrowing blizzard, the High Elves of Haelun’or may once again feel the warmth of our blessed isle! You are cordially invited to join an evening of enjoyment amongst lliran, celebrating the glorious sunshine on the silver shores, with the esteemed host of Okarir’nor Luthien Maey’ronn. Cocktails, canapés and beachside sports are on the agenda of the day. We will rendezvous at The Night Owl Parlour before heading to the seaside. No RSVP is required, simply show up, dressed up! Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya to you. OOC: Sunday 19th, 2pm EST/7pm BST Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas & Okarir’nor Luthien Maeyr’onn

SILLUMIRAN SPARRING Elsillumiran, The Weeping Blades, stand as the historic defenders of The Motherland, her vast woodlands, towering mountain chains, crystal seas and marble spires. They act as the army in times of conflict, and custodians of peace, upholding The Silver Law and safekeeping the values imperative for the continuance of State and People; those found in the ancient philosophy of Larihei’s Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya. Many Sillumir of times passed hold high honour for their great sacrifices. The Blessed Citizenry and allies of The Silver State of Haelun’or are invited to join Elsillumiran in a training session, overseen by Okarir’tir Edgars An’asul and Medi’ir Pamphilos Callidora Hyptos. Bloodshed is forbidden at this event, and any spill will result in repercussions. Appropriate attire must be worn to participate in sparring to prevent such. This will take place in the Silver Bastille, during The First Seed. [[ CRP & PVP ]] [[ Friday 17th, 3pm EST/8pm BST ]] Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas Okarir’tir Edgars An’asul Medi’ir Pamphilos Callidora Hyptos MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

THAWING THE FROST Issued 10th of The Deep Cold, Year 79 of The Second Age For long, our city has been dressed in the purest white. Maidens of frost loomed and disturbed the serenity of our blessed bastion. Over months, whilst scientists and scholars of The Silver State of Haelun’or worked tirelessly to amass useful information, putting this into practice with a gate policy that proved highly successful in stifling malefactors, parties of Sillumiran and Scouts alike scoured the isle in search of the Frost Witches lair. It was ultimately the keen eye of Okarir’tir Edgars An’asul that glimpsed it, a curious contraption concealed in the vast mountainside. A group ventured valiantly inside, the hand of Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas able to proficiently pick three locked doors in the icy cavern, where the Mali’thill were met with a surprising sight. The bravery of the Blessed Citizenry and efforts of soldiers had led the Frost Witches to flee in cowardice. The site was thawed for good measure. Over the coming months, expect flooding as we return to a natural climate. Gratitude is given to the diligent druii of The Mother and Father Circles, dwed of The Grand Kingdom of Urguan, and orcs of the Iron’Uzg for their continued support in vanquishing these cold to the core beings from the Silver Isle. Let us not forget how far the Mali’thill may fall, and how high we may rise again. Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ THE NIGHT OWL PARLOUR & INN ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Issued 10th of The First Seed, Year 79 of the Second Age [!] Tilruir’mali Anara Elervathar and Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas Located in the square of Karinah’siol, The Night Owl Parlour is the focal point of leisure time socialisation within The Silver City. Day to night, one can expect to find ‘aheral sipping fine wine and fresh teas, book clubs, playing various games such as darts, cards, checkers and chess. Regularly held are classes on Haelun’or history, culture, elven language, noteworthy figures and so forth. Moreover the space serves as a venue for masquerades, balls, other formal events and special occasions. A grand piano and harp stand on the stage, free for citizens to practice using. Weary travellers may rest their head in The Night Owl Inn above. The Inn also may serve as short-term residency whilst one waits for proper accommodation, if there happens to be an overflow of citizenry. Guests are served breakfast should it fill their fancy. A room may be acquired for 5 mina per elven day, and held for a total of 2 elven weeks. Presently, the following positions are hiring: Host, Bar Staff, Waitstaff, Cleaner. Any queries regarding the institution should be directed to Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas. Application Form (OOC) Username: Discord: (RP) Name: Age: Race: Position applying for: Do you have any prior experience?: Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

{Blizzard by Tyler Smith} Music For She saw everything Writings of an Elf ”For only acid can purify you” Nuala Uradir BLESSED BE THE CITIZENS OF HAELUN'OR Frozen it was, the city of Karinah’siol, frozen breeze covering everything under her ice blue gaze. No stone unturned, no corner blind. For she saw everything. Was it not for a certain trio of High Elves– of different ages. One was ancient, older than the relics we showcase in museums. One was old, yet young compared to the first one and the last one was the youngest. Equals they were to one another, however. One more educated, one holding a rank above, one's experience beyond comparison. This trio, differences aside was equal, on a mission. On a mission to once more have birds singing, butterflies flying and worms of the earth wake up. “I will make sure every one of them will be eradicated” Said one of the elves, a potent magi “They shall all face my wrath, burn under the flames of myself” She would continue Like this, it was a common goal for these brave elves, for they were alone, surrounded by ice. Simple was their mission, melt down something built by those servants of ice, the lonely women. A fire evocationist, a water evocationist and a transfigurationist together, putting their heads together figured out how to get rid of the frozen construction. And in no time, they began to work– bringing down the cursed icicle. It was trust that had been broken into million pieces, women now suspected. Patriarchy infested its way into the blessed society of equality, men taking habits of lesser races. Subjugating women. Come forth my children of Silver, for we shall not let that. Come forth and free yourself of the powers of the outside. Come forth, for I shall bring you clarity. Come forth, defend what you hold dear. Come forth, women of the lesser to defend womanhood. Come forth, men of the innocent for you shall be eaten. Come forth believers of the holy, for they represent what is unholy. Come forth. I speak to you, my children. For I shall protect you. I shall pledge my life in order to sustain yours. I shall burn to keep unburnt. I shall starve to keep you nourished. I shall weep to keep you happy. I shall be forgotten for you must be remembered. As you are mine, I am yours. Call them what they are, for they will not hear you speak. I write this letter, a head decorating my desk. A head of a lonely woman, who once was like any of us. Now she but resembles everything we despise, crying for her sisters as I cut of her head, burning the rest of her body. Hear my pledge, women of the lonely– I shall bring you liberation. You shall be burnt for your sins and mine shall be the last you will ever see. I will be the liberator, unlonely once more. For fire shall be your demise. Signed, The Sun AY'LARIHEI MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

TO INFORM / VIGILANT 'THILL From the Office of Elokarir'mali, Issued 10th of The First Seed, Year 77 of the Second Age Every member of the Blessed Citizenry should be aware of late assaults, committed by a coven of Frost Witches. These creatures are devious in appearance, possessing fluctuating forms, they feed on the blood of men and attempt to lure women. It is advised that citizens manoeuvre in the company of another or optimally multiple others. Report any suspicious happenings or beings to Elokarir’tir or another councillor. Be on your guard — vigilant ‘thill. Through the schisms of Lomal and all who have attempted to do so since. Through the assailment attempted by Aengudaemon and Draconic beings, and various grand tragedies of the natural elements. Through each and every migration of the descendants, battles great, challenges multifarious, The Silver State of Haelun’or has endured. When the Motherland is faced with any prospect of danger, it is our sworn duty to end the threat as soon as possible. ALL RISE TO DEFEND THE MOTHERLAND AY'SOHAER ALAION MIRAVARIS, AY'LARIHEI MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

THE TALONNII WINE LEAGUE Issued 11th of The First Seed, Year 75 of the Second Age The Office of the Okarir'mali is delighted to announce the opening of The Talonnii Wine League. Wherein, each talonnii can enter one drink, in hopes of being awarded STELLAR prizes! It shall commence over this next elven week. Karinah'siols vineyards are in prosperous condition, and readily available to the citizenry for utilization. To learn the labour behind the luxury, moreover to gain new prowess, all Mali'thill above the age of 50 should try their hand at the art of wine-making. Maehr'sae hiylun'ehya! Rules Each talonnii may enter one wine beverage Entries submitted by the succeeding month of The First Seed - one elven week from now Points Wines will be reviewed by the Okarir’mali, their Tilruir and Sohaer. Each will give their rating out of 5 stars and judge on a 5 point basis. Visual presentation Aroma Taste General quality Stand-out points Sullas Star Rating System 5 Sullas Stars: Superlative ✰✰✰✰✰ 4.5 Sullas Stars: Outstanding 4 Sullas Stars: Excellent ✰✰✰✰ 3.5 Sullas Stars: Very Good 3 Sullas Stars: Full of Character, Attractive ✰✰✰ 2.5 Sullas Stars: Good Wine for Everyday 2 Sullas Stars: Casual Quaffing ✰✰ 1.5 Sullas Stars: Quite Nice 1 Sullas Star: Very Ordinary ✰ 0.5 Sullas Stars: Ordinary Prizes The winner is to be announced, publicly, shortly following the finishing time for entries. Top prize 100 mina Mystery prize of great intrigue Runner up 50 mina Sohaer Alaion Miravaris Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

[!] Floral envelopes are posted about Karinah'siol! The Roman Ruins in Schönbrunn, Friedrich Frank A Party in the Gardens Issued 12th of Malin's Welcome, Year 75 of The Second Age Gather Mali’thill, for you will find a glorious garden party by the splendour of the blessed bathhouse, next elven day! At the event, Elokarir’mali will be making an announcement that may be of interest to a collection of the citizenry. Moreover, you will have the opportunity to taste wine and cheese pairings, reviewed and chosen by fastidious Mali’thill at The Night Owl Parlour’s recent evening gathering. Visaj Red & Miravaris Cheddar Sillumiran Sparkle & Farmer’s White Cheese Hyptos Honeywine & Mammoth Cheese We have much to discuss and, progress to pursue. Haelun'or rises to meet each day, ever to follow the path of Larihei, the Lady of Silver! OOC: Friday 6th, 2pm EST/7pm BST May your paths be safe, your floors unbroken and may Elcihi'thilln fill your eyes with beauty. Okarir'mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

As a group of Mali'aheral continued to work away at a heap of debris, the unstable sapphire mine they stood in would rumble, pieces of the cavern walls and ceiling crumbling down as they chipped off pieces of the bottom. “Is it falling there, too?” “It is!” “Ve can’t leave him!” Hræthån growled, “If we continue to mine, we’re all going to die, including him!” “Just — go!” Elarhil Sullas gave the muffled cry out, agonizing to be witness to, “The death of one Mali’aheral is better than three.” “The death of none is best!” Soris shuffled towards the stairway, peering toward the water. “We could go higher, is there another place we can get him out?” Questioned Okarir’tir Edgars An’asul. The stairs shook as the structure of the cave was compromised. From above, rocks began to cascade. "Please!" Elarhil pleaded, curling up besides the pirate skeleton that rest in his otherwise solitary hollow, as sand and water flooded in. Hræthån grumbled in anger, "SHIT!" He roared as he begun to hammer as quick as he could at the sandstone. Soris snapped her attention to the ceiling, dropping the shovel as she brought both hands to her helmet, holding the sides, "Shit, shit." She cursed, before turning towards the others. Hræthån grasped then that he would have to take a different approach. He turned to Edgars and Soris, "We have to get out NOW!" He shouted, "We can come back later, when it's safer!" Wide-eyed with alarm, Elarhil nestled further, "Ti, Hræthån! Please GO! You'll kill all of us!" He choked. "Alright, time to go!" Ordered Edgars. “ito kae Dio mya’leh!” Three of them made it to the surface. First spoiler — emotes Second spoiler — screenshots

[!] A yellowed, once wettened and now dried note, flutters — hung up infront of The Night Owl Parlour by an elfess dressed in blue. The ink cursive writing is splodgy and rough in places. It's contents contain indications as to why. It is so very cold, and so very dark, now that my oil lamp has burnt out. The dampness of this tomb I wait in worries me. I notice, in this space where I have lost one sense, that of sight; my other senses feel heightened. A pounding in my head, at times, seems all I can hear. Dreariness too overcomes me. No doubt both caused by my dismal conditions. I try to scheme a way out, but my mind is equally as empty as this cavern, now that no other descendants nor monsters roam it. A man who’s been here far longer, a skeleton pirate makes for OK company, though I long to be able to listen to his life tales. Please, rescue me, expeditiously. Larihei kae annilereh. ito kae Dio mya’leh.

[!] Leaflets are posted in the marketplace as well as outside the bastille of Karinah’siol. Scout Pamphlet, Vol niut – The Sapphire Mine Issued 9th of Malin’s Welcome, Year 74 of the Second Age Theme Last elven day, a band of brave Mali’thill descended into an abandoned sapphire mine that was discovered North East of the Haelun’orian isle; What awaited, was altogether an unknown. Here are the findings of Okarir’tir Edgars An’asul, Anara Elervathar, Hileia, Stelios Kekemos Hyptos, Valazaer Calith, and myself, Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas. We could infer that the last descendant visitors to the cave were a crew of pirates. Their forsaken ship docked close by, a code found upon the vessel allowed us to enter the mine after decryption. Maneuvering through the cave formation was in itself a task. The walls ooze a luminous lime green slime, adherent to touch, it has the possibility to entrap an entire Mali. That which blocked our path we singed by handheld torches, allowing us to proceed. While it had been evident descendants had not entered for quite some time prior to us, other creatures inhabit the area still. A colossal coconut crab, disturbed by our presence, put up an arduous defence till the creature could no longer — retreating to a crack in the wall. Curiously, frequent throughout the cave were locked chests, each with further unique codes needed to be opened. One chest, relatively near to the surface, we found had a ship carved onto the top and buttons on every side marked front, back, left and right accordingly. A quick-witted Hileia solved the puzzle, noting the order of the directions mentioned in a journal scrap found on the nearby pirate ship, pressing the buttons on the sides of the chest, bow, stern, port and starboard to open it. Deeper in the mine, as close to the bellows as we could get, we were faced with an enormous web that crawled with spiders. Ideas were thrown around as to how to surpass this. However, we concluded it would be wise to conserve energy, establish a plan and return later. As such, we are returning to the site on The Grand Harvest. Above ground, a rescue party will be stationed on the beach as a precaution — with refreshments, naturally. Take your best adventuring gear; advised is a light source, a weapon, a shield and light food and water rations. OOC: Saturday 30th April, 4pm EST/9pm BST Uhieran Scout Leader Elarhil Sullas MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

Painting in the Park Issued 10th of The Deep Cold, Year 72 of The Second Age Cerin Amroth in Lothlórien, Ulla Thynell Creatives of Elcihi'thilln, On The First Seed of this elven week, a session of painting in the square will commence! For the innovative minds of Mali'thill are not limited to any kind of study; there is much value to be found in artistic fields. All are encouraged to come explore, practice and enjoy. There will be three categories of painting, which will we run through, in the following order: Still life Model Free form For each category, the object of your painting will be up to choice! Nevertheless, should you find trouble within the vast beauty of our State, finding just one matter in your surroundings to focus upon, there will be a selection laid out as an aid. You may find a model in any other willing participant. No need to bring your own brushes - all equipment will be provided by the State! OOC: Friday 22nd, 3pm EST/9pm BST May your paths be safe, your floors unbroken and may Elcihi'thilln fill your eyes with beauty. Okarir'mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

[!] Silver envelopes are delivered directly to Haelun'orian mailboxes! 72 SA Sullas Soirée Dearest Mali’thill, It is with bounties of pleasure and pride the Sullas talonnii will be opening our manor to the citizens of Haelun’or for an evening of exquisite grazing, music, dancing and games! We offer a time well spent amongst beloved lliran. Specifically on the agenda of the eve are the following: ⚪A toast to the new Republic! A historically Sullasian ideology is in full swing and beckons swift progress for the Silver State, thanks to the tireless work of Elheial’thilln. 🟡 Various appeals from each host, among these, tarot reading and having a uniquely written poem! ⚪ Snack buffet and beverages. On the menu is Haelun’orian honey, olives and sparkling beetroot water! Our address is Berr’lin Boulevard IV. Please RSVP. [!] RSVP slips are included. ↓ Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas & Residents of the Sullas’Calith’ehya manor.

[!] Pinned to the Haelun'orian notice board and around the tavern is the following notice. To Change A Name Issued 5th of The Deep Cold, Year 71 of the Second Age Music It is with consideration that a centre of congregation in Karinah’siol, previously named The Magelight Inn, is to be renamed. Members of Elcihi found a rebrand in order, as changes are underway, and additionally to remove association with the former Okarir’mali. It is henceforth to be called The Night Owl Parlour. By Amanda Clark The Golden Owl is the symbol of the Elibar’acal. Azorella Elibar’acal being a figure of note regarding the last Republic of Haelun’or. As the building is under Sullas management, owing to the talonnii’s ancient beliefs of the power of astral bodies, comes the inclusion of ‘Night’. Changes to The Night Owl Parlour are to include removal of the impure smoking lounge and betterments to other rooms within the establishment. Sohaer Alaion Miravaris Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

[!] Leaflets are posted in the marketplace as well as outside the bastille of Karinah’siol. Scout Pamphlet, Vol oem – The Bay Issued 9th of The Amber Cold, Year 71 of the Second Age Theme Citizens of Haelun’or Eluhieran, the scouts of Haelun’or, shall be going on an excursion this Malin’s Welcome with a goal established by Maheral Braxus Ni’leya; To capture a white octopus. One has been confirmed to exist off the coast of our Silver Isle. The octopus is then to be transferred to the fishtank within the restricted Eternal Library. The scouts humbly ask you to join us on this day, as it is too precarious to go alone. This task will contribute towards the Sil Badge for Uhieran! In this capture, the creature is not to be harmed, we must be tactful in our approach. [!] A fold on the leaflet can be flipped up! Maheral Braxus Ni’leya Uhieran Scout Leader Elarhil Sullas Uhieran Scout Leader Alpine Wonda MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA

Awakening ____________________________________________________________________________ ______________________________________________________________________________ A High Elf scatters through a darkened forest, dressed in a dusty, muddy, light blue jacket that had several holes ripped through it. His pants were frayed and covered in dirt as the man scrambled over large roots. There was no light source other than the light evil, bluish light that pulsed through the veins of the trees. There were few shadows darting after the High Elf, though anyone might be incapable of deciphering the difference between man and beast. A howl struck through the fleeing Elf’s bones, panic ensuing only shortly there after. He could not see his path, could not see the direction or where he was running, all he knew was that he had to get away from whatever chased him. The menacing blue light overcast him, pulsing bright for a moment. His ears popped as a sound wave shook the forest, the ground began to rumble and quake, causing him to catch his foot upon one of the deformed roots and slam into a pool of mud. Quickly, the ‘aheral turned his body, scrambling away on his back, soaked in mud. A darkened beast was lit up by the blue light cast from the veins of the tree, the dirt and ground blackened with purple hues, making quite obvious the corrupt setting.. The beast curled forward, baring its fangs in a gnarly manner before thrusting forward, gullet agape to snap up and end the Elf that had run. And then there was darkness. —------------- A blond ‘thill sat up abruptly in his bed, shirtless and panicked. Quickly, he feels along his chest, to confirm that he still exists. That he still was in the realm of the living. And so a grim look overcast his visage, and he sat in silence for several minutes. His gaze slowly turned over towards the left side of his bed that lay empty. A bed too large for just one person to use, and yet the other side was empty. He took a deep breath, rolling out of bed. His bare feet pad upon a cold, wooden floor as he stepped in front of a mirror to look over his perfect, yet imperfect form. He was tall, slim, and handsome, most might say. Though there was something new, a large portion of his lower abdomen had turned into a new, metallic material. It was silver and glistening upon the low light of the room, lit by a lone lantern. The slim ‘thill lifts two nimble fingers to feel over the strange, hardened scar tissue, a depressed sigh escaping his form. And so suddenly, the High Elf bursts in a fit of anger, slamming his fist upon the mirror, shattering it abruptly due to the brittle nature of the thing. He kicks a nearby stool over, lifting an arm to cover his face whilst he reigns in his emotions. And silence struck through the room once more. “I can’t keep doing this, I'm sorry, Taevas, I'm sorry. This world is just.. too cruel.” The mali’thill turned towards his closet, quickly throwing on a dark blue overcoat that moved down to about his lower calves. He grabs a satchel full of an assortment of goods. Money, a book and quill, et cetera filled the bag, as well as several folded sheets of paper. He exits out of the room, his face still grim as he glances down the hallway to a door near the end. He grunts, seemingly confused for a moment. “I suppose he is a heavy sleeper, then..” Karinah’siol, a temperate citystate upon an isle, lush with greenery and life. Home to the ‘thill for this moment. However, as of current, it was corrupted by a voidal tear that was eating away at the lifeblood of the isle, as well as other places around Almaris. A city of silver and white, torn through several times with strife, exhaustive battles, and magical destruction. Through this city, the scarred ‘thill walked, eyes gazing at the banners that hung voicing support for Larihei, the founder of Haelun’or and Mother to All High Elves. He let out a gentle sigh, his grim features turning into a neutral expression, yet he did not stop at any stalls. His direction was true and unwavered, out the open gates and to the docks. _________________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________ On the nearest boat, he boarded, uncaring for the destination. A trip to nowhere, to disappear for now and get away from the chaos that had gone on for many years, since his arrival in the city, oh-so long ago. The only things he had brought with him were the clothes upon his back, the satchel he carried, and the weight and guilt of every decision he had made up until then. A break away from the city, though he would be back, reforged. Valazaer Calith would return. And back within the Sullas-Calith Talonni Mansion, a letter was left, addressing his only other family member, Seth Calith.

[!] A navy blue paper envelope with metallic silver and gold stars, every one hand-painted, is delivered exclusively to each citizen of Haelun'or! Banquet of Stars 10th of The First Seed, Year 71 of The Second Age You are cordially invited to the Banquet of Stars, this Sun's Smile in Elcihi'thilln! Beneath the white, radiant starlight we shall parley and enjoy the finest Haelun’orian delicacies! Our esteemed Sohaer Alaion Miravaris, along with his also highly valued talonnii member Arasdir Miravaris, will be performing a rendition of ‘Haelun’or ito lye’leh’. Furthermore, the cherished Medi'ir Pamphilos Callidora Hyptos will be showcasing the beauty of one Akritian instrument, the kithara! All are appreciated who bring along extra platters or drinks, especially those of their talonniis speciality. All are expected to behave civilly, instigators shall be removed. A single additional copy of this invitation has been included for you to extend to a lliran! Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

A PLEDGE 9th of The Deep Cold, Year 70 of the Second Age I affirm that as Okarir'mali I will carry through the following: -An active tavern environment -Allow for new tavern staff to apply -Work with Elsillumirans new sector for event safety -Make enhancements to the theatre and game room areas of the tavern -Appoint and coordinate Tilruirs to aid in the running of Haelun'ors event life -Aid in the creation and promotion of non-economic guilds and associations, as well as leisure activities within Elcihi'thilln -Work with talonniis of Elcihi'thilln to help them host events -Manage and update the Haelun'orian Notice Board Tilruir'nealu Elarhil Sullas MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA

A CHALLENGE - Alaion Miravaris - penned and issued by A. Miravaris, 69 S.A. - Lliran, I come to you today to correct a mistake that I made long ago: to run, democratically, for the Sohaership of our blessed cihi. I admit, my short but brief tenure as Sohaer was one thrust upon me in the midst of chaos - and, knowing little else, I held the stance that a steel fist would grant stability, quelling the tide. Since then I have learnt - to right a wrong. Those were my words, and now do I seek to follow such with action. [!] An artist’s rendition of old Haelun’orian ruins - the old cities re-imagined. [ACA - Limca by Johann Blais] There is much still yet I wish to do; a number of changes which I seek to bring to our Silver Shores. And for this, I call for the support of my lliran, to cast their vote in the election, to place their trust in me to bring forth the wisdom I have gained in their favour. I hold a vision, lliran - a vision for our future. I have seen elCihi rise and fall into stagnancy, I have seen it flourish with light - these patterns made clear, I have been able to learn how to best keep our Cihi alive. [!] An artist’s rendition of a past Haelun’orian city. [A New Hope by Johann Blais] Our home, our blessed Silver City, has recently fallen under threat - dutiful Sillumiran, unarmed civilians and even oem’iian are among those who have been harmed at the hands of the militant ‘fenn and ‘ata that for some time occupied our streets; those that may seek to do so again in future. I promise you now, lliran - I shall do all that can be done to make elCihi safe for the children of Silver once more. My Pledge As Sohaer, I would seek to instate the following: ━━━━━━━━━▼━━━━━━━━━ OEM | SAFETY I : The immediate approach to repairing our Silver Gates, to once again solidifying Silver Walls. A formalised gatekeeping process shall be implemented - one that is flexible, but fair. As Mali’thill, we should seek to grant challenge and inspiration to those who wish to visit our fair home : I should seek to have gatekeepers assign short quests to leisurely visitors. Those who visit for diplomacy, however, would fret not to be delayed - the issuing of diplomat passports would be open and accessible. II : The continued offer of immunity and refuge to those actively undergoing the Path to Purity, as per tradition, as per the directions of elMalauriran - as righteousness demands. In regards to the Mali’fenn maliata’ehya that recently have made entrance into our walls - I would encourage any with pure Mali’thill blood that have perhaps been led astray to undertake the Path to Purity, and seek out formal citizenship once more. The Silver Way holds difficulties, but I believe that given the right encouragement, all of Silver Blood can prevail through - to follow in Larihei’s legacy. Yet, all who are not Mali’thill nor seeking a return to Silver are beckoned to make their departure; I am ever merciful, and would see that even those of true ‘ata filth are offered this chance to leave our walls before they are removed. NIUT | STRUCTURE III : The introduction of a reformed structure of elHeial’thilln, in which each Okarir may be appointed or dismissed to and from their position by the elected Sohaer, but is open to challenge such that, if well-supported, it shall call for a debate and election to be held over the position. The structure of elHeial’thilln ought to be, as always, meritocratic. Such is the logical way - the Mali’thill are intelligent as individuals, and yet only together might we hope to bring about an appropriate leadership, one that holds the approval of the People to guide the vessel that is Haelun’or towards the maehr’sae hiylun’ehya. Elections as mentioned are to be held with the oversight of elMalauriran, and the electorate criteria being a Blessed Citizen: a) Proven pure of blood. b) Proven adherent of maehr’sae hiylun’ehya. c) Not currently undergoing Path to Purity. d) Elementary understanding of the Elven tongue. e) Submission of a minimum of one satisfactory tome to The Eternal Library. f) Contribution to The Silver State of Haelun’or for five years i.e. Sillumiran service, work beneath a council department, personal industry, active study, writings for the Eternal Library, physician, etc. Where disagreement over the status of blessed citizen of any individual may be resolved through Malauriran vote. I would aspire to take a census early-on within my Sohaership as to make this status clear. Within my Silver Council, I would seek to hold Six Okariran Offices, with the addition of the Medi’ir and Sulii’ceru - the former of which is chosen by Elsohaer to act as their personal delegate to foreign nations, who represents them in interactions with outside powers, and the latter of which is chosen by Elmaheral to remain unknown - their sole prerogative power being to call an early dissolution of the Silver Council in times of crisis, immediately bringing forth a new election. The Six Okariran Offices (Okarnan) would be as follows : Okarir’mali, master of Elves - TAVERN, EVENTS Okarir’maehr, master of Knowledge - LIBRARY, COLLEGE Okarir’hiylun, master of Health - CLINIC, LABORATORIES Okarir’tir, master of Law - SILLUMIRAN, INVESTIGATION, TRIAL Okarir’san, master of Words - INFORM, SCRIBE, DEBATE Okarir’nor, master of Land - CITIZENSHIP, ECONOMY, TRADE NOTE : I believe to begin with, it would be best for the elected Sohaer to appoint Okariran in order to achieve stability and immediate functioning of the Silver State, a full council with which to begin swiftly making repairs and improvements to the city, yet these Okariran will still remain subject to electoral challenge from citizenry who feel they could better serve such a position. Once this is established, and a census taken, I would seek to fill any vacant positions by holding an election for the post. In regards to the Mali’thill who currently hold such positions - or similar such positions - I would still yet like to make their further acquaintance. HAEL | DIPLOMACY IV : The selection of a Medi’ir Should I be elected Sohaer, I would start my tenure - after addressing the very immediate issues of public safety and a functioning base council - with my selection of a Medi’ir. I hope to hold within my first elven week a number of meetings with potential candidates, and would advise and inspire any and all with the vested interest in bringing about a Haelun’or with an elevated voice upon the international stage, a Haelun’or which seeks to interact with the outside world, to contact me regarding such an appointment within that first elven week after the election. V : The opening up of diplomatic avenues, and active correspondence Lliran, it is no doubt that in recent years our touch with the outside world has waned. For a time too long have we become complacent and isolationist, comfortable within our home - we see now that such can only last so long. I would wish to offer our neighbours embassies, trade routes, pacts - to re-engage our Silver State in the affairs of the world, to rebuild and kindle anew friendships with fellow states, for we must be champions of progress for all; we, the Mali’thill, are bound by elmaehr’sae hiylun’ehya to strive for Progress, and that Progress we shall extend to our cousins, our neighbours, the lliran to our blessed Haelun’or. VAELU | EDUCATION VI : The integration of the Silver Clinic with the re-introduction of the Haelun’orian Laboratories. For too long has Haelun’or been without proper scientific study. This is one key aim of mine - to link back together our Medical branch and our Scientific branch, as they always ought to have been. It is only through this that we might advance hiylun - that we might advance the maehr’sae hiylun’ehya, in fact. Progress and health calls for progress in health. I would hope to encourage the active resurgence of the Haelun’orian scientific community - like in the days of old, of Sullas, shall we praise and facilitate our fine inventors, studious ‘thill, and provide them an environment in which they may work. Through this, may we prosper and see the development of modern enlightenment. VII : The formal re-issue of Eternal Library rulings. I would seek to encourage elOkarir’maehr to publish the formal requirements necessary to enter the Eternal Library once again; such being a donation of a book, quality-checked by elOkarn’maehr (the department of elOkarir’maehr). Oem’iian (Mali’thill beneath the age of 50) are to be exempt from this requirement, and special other exemptions may be made in very occasional cases, but overall I would aspire to have this encouragement towards literacy and the continued development and growth of our Eternal Library, the oldest and largest in all the realm. VIII : The facilitation of the Eternal College as an apprenticeship system. Lliran, we have seen the Eternal College start-up - and swiftly stop - in the past. No more of this, I say: I hope to cultivate instead a system of meritocracy and independent learning, guided by those of scholarly achievement. I seek to have lectures be openly held by any, whilst facilitating an ‘apprenticeship’ system from teachers to students. Ideally, each teacher should take on between two to four students - no more, for each deserves quality time spent tutoring one-on-one. These teachers shall act as mentors and facilitators of their students' growth, challenging them to projects, taking their assistance in studies and experiments, and most of all supporting the individual aspirations and experiments of their students. This personal attention, I believe, would be the best way for our Mali’thill oem’iian to gain knowledge and insight, as well as a greater sense of freedom in their studies. One hopes that this issue of self-nomination and challenge shall inspire you, my dear citizenry - both to inspire each ‘thill personally, and to perhaps inspire your confidence in my vision to lead, ne rule over, Haelun’or: to guide our people to prosperity. Any who hold queries upon this or any other topic, or who simply wish to speak and make my acquaintance, are more than welcome to contact me with an invitation of tea. Signed, A. Miravaris