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On the Qualities of Lessers: Proto-Elves and Other Subversive Myths It is a well known feature among the lesser races of our world that they crave to be like us. It is the reason why humans powder their skin and adorn their bodies with fragrance. The reason why Dwarves revere silver hair and beards as symbols of wisdom and respect. The reason why our fellow Elves crave our light and fair skin and eyes, pursuing the arts of alchemy to change and adjust their visage into a mirror of purity. So it is that envy takes on many manifestations, but there is none more envious than the impure. A creature that is vile and wicked, whose envy festers not into pitiful displays of mimicry but in an even uglier form of spite and animosity. The impure wants to be us. This much is known. But the impure also knows they cannot, and thus deludes themselves into a sense of false superiority at every turn. We see this in the Snow Elves and Sea Elves. The Aquatic Impostors, who seek to capture the legacy of Larihei’s nobility and progress by corrupting our blessed legacy through the murky lens of seawater or melted snow. And more recently we see this in the so-called “Proto-Elf” or “Ancient Elf.” The impure who deludes themselves not only culturally, but racially, in a laughable manifestation of their envy and desire for superiority bordering on mental illness. Do not be deceived by the insanity of the impure. Do not be deceived by the Ancient Elf myth. There are no fair skinned children of Malin. Only fair skinned children of Larihei, and those among them who shun their mother like petulant teens while the bulk of their family looks on in disgust. This is the Proto-Elf. This is the Sea Elf. This is the Snow Elf. Your enemy, at home and abroad, who seeks to subvert the proud culture of Haelun’or through lies and treachery. For these Elves, in their defective impurity, cannot create for themselves. So I say to you, when you see a mali who might declare themselves an “Ancient Elf,” seek either that you drive them out or re educate them. The impure are known to brainwash our youth, to steal them away to Elvenesse for indoctrination. Do not slay a victim that might be saved, but capture all for trial before the blessed eyes of Larihei and her children at home. Every “Ancient Elf” captured is a High Elf saved or an impure destroyed. Ay’larihei. liewyn'Larihei eltaeleh walehe ohn vallein eltaliyna walehe. kaean'leh thilln chul'okarae. maehr’sae hiylun’ehya.
Character Name: Amechirr Celianto Nicknames: Chirr, Anto Age: 119 Gender: Male Race: Elf Sub-Race: Wood Elf Status: Alive Description Height: 5'8 Weight: 140 Body Type: Slim Eyes: Green Hair: Black Skin: White Markings/Tattoos: Ancient Elven Marks on lower back, Ranger Markings on upper right arm Health: Healthy Inventory: Bow, Quiver with an assortment of arrows, Ring Of Darkhaven, Journal on Ancient Elven, Abresi guard papers. Further Details: Always wears thick cloaks to hide the markings of the Ancient Elves that distinguish him among a secret society of elves that know the true meaning of Mali. Life Style Alignment: Chaotic Good Deity: Malin Religion: Ancient Elven Amellir Alliance/ Nation/ home: Ranger Of Ame/ Changes/ Ame Job/Class: Guard of Abresi, Ranger, Writer Titles: Guard, Ranger, Mali'Ame, Mali'khel Profession(s): Writer and Fletcher Special Skill(s): Shadow Walking and Expert Accuracy Flaw(s): Loyalty Magic Current status: N/A Arch-type:N/A Sub-type:N/A Rank:N/A Weakness(es):N/A Strength(s):N/A Current Spell(s):N/A Weaponry Fighting Style: Stealth Trained Weapon(s): Bow, Hand-To-Hand, Fighing With an Arrow Favored Weapon(s): Bow Archery: Expert shot Biography Parents: Unknown Siblings: Unknown Children: None Extended Family: None Pet(s): Chirr ( Wolf) History Childhood: Deep in the Ame, a shadow came over a child that had been abandoned. Then the cold came, making the the child cry. The Ame watched to see what the child wood do. If the child harmed the forest, the Ame would let it die. However, if this wa a true Amellir, then he would live, and the Ame would send a Chirr to gude the child. As the child took steps toward the wood, as if to break branches off the tree, the Ame began to take its focus off the child. But after hearing or feeling no break of branches, the Ame decided to look on. The child had climbed to the nearet limb of the tree, and huddled close too the bark. That night a Chirr snatched the child, and brought it to its den. In the morning the child awoke to see ten figures sorroundig him, and strange drawing on the ground around him. At the age of three the child immediatly began crying, hoping someone would attend its needs of warmth and hunger. The figures began to talk, each raising a hand to the child. They all took a step foward and a step to the right, leaving ten gaps. As they continued chanting, Chirr filed all but one of the gaps left by the figures. The child, looked at one of the chirr and began luaghing. "Puppie" the child said between luaghs. As the child stood to walk over to the Chirr, a hand rested on his small shoulder."You would be wise to stay put young Mali," a voice said, almost whispering compare to the chanting going on. The child could not understand the chanting, however the deep male voice was perfectly understood by the child. The remaing Gap was filled by a slim looking Chirr, with pup hanging from its mouth. The chanting suddenly stopped. The child suddenly let out a scream in agony as his lower back seared with pain. As the child was knocked unconcious by the pain, the Chirr with the pup moved foward, dropped the pup next to the child, and left. All but one chirr, and one figure followed the chirr out of the den. The figure then toke their hood off and smiled. An older Mali women smile and put a hand on her chirr. "It has been some time since we have had an Amellir join us, We must keep him safe." The chirr let out a long howl and then picked up the Chirr pup as the women cradled the child and left. Ancient Elves Oaken Rangers Darkhaven Wilds Abresi