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  1. "However, just as the world changes around us so shall we." Malaurir Iaria Elervathar A letter of resignation 5th of Malin’s Welcome, Year 98 of The Second Age Dear Mali’thill, citizens of Haelun’or and lliran of mine, Soon after my arrival to elCihi’thilln, Haelun’or came under a number of attacks. An attempted coup, a multitude of trying wars, but still, the Mali’thilln endure. It brings me no end of joy to see our great State, with the guidance of elMaheral, each of his dutiful councillors and loyal citizens, flourishing since moving to Asul’hileia, truly a jewel of the South. Unnecessary conflicts and bloodshed cease to exist, leaving our society of master scholars, scientists, speakers and spellcasters able to work towards betterment, under the peaceful sun. I have been Okarir’mali for many years now, having had the pleasure of hosting days and nights of festivities, of working alongside such astute Mali’thill. Yet, as all things eventually do, my time in this role reaches its end. Although I regret to leave, I am doing so due to matters of ‘hiylun, as well as new interests. As I recover my strength this will allow me dedicate my time to different areas of study—to beckon forth progress. With this letter, I resign as Okarir’mali, leaving the position open to any Mali’thill with the skills and drive to potentially take the mantle. andria il'Haelun'or y talar lar'iyulvanae karin’ento. Mali'thill iyatan'leh ay'Haelun'or! Elarhil Sullas Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya
  2. “Your words never fall on deaf ears, dear Mali’thill. We need your aid and well-judged opinion to help us ameliorate elCihi’thilln in something more imposing than it already is.” Malaurir Iaria Elervathar 3rd of Snow’s Maiden, Year 98 of the Second Age BLESSED CITIZENRY, As you may already be aware, elHeial’thilln, in its wisdom, generously allowed the participation of the general populace in the nomination of candidates for the role of Okarir’maehr. After two names began to be thrown about for the position, it became apparent that Mister Calith was the clear frontrunner. The candidate Miss An’asul was absent for their scheduled debate, whereas Mister Calith stood primed. His ideas, proactivity and adherence to tradition were unmatched by the other nominee, reflected by his popularity amongst the citizenry. Therefore, after much discussion, elHeial’thilln concluded that it holds great confidence in his ability to restore The Eternal Library to new heights of glory. As such, it is our pleasure to announce that, from today, Valazaer Calith will be the standing Okarir’maehr. May his tenure be long and fruitful. Maheral of Haelun’or Seth Calith Okarir’mali Elarhil Sullas Okarir’hiylun Anara Elervathar Okarir’tir Kaelan Maeyr’onn Okarir’nor Luthien Maeyr’onn Mascots of Haelun’or Mochi, Cosmo & Lady Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya
  3. THE OPENING OF ASUL’HILEIA “With all its luster and Blessedness, even elcihi’thilln will tarnish, with time, without care. It is the Children of Silver who must tend to its spires and make its Silver glisten: Progress.” Malaurir Lelien Lazul KARINAH’SIOL IS NO LONGER. For a century, our seat of silver was teeming with menace. The tenacious parasite, whom we had purged so often before, had brought our kin to a predicament of no return. So the Mali’thill was forced to depart, turning to land far away. Far away from conflict. Far away from the perils. ENTER ASUL’HILEIA. On a tall plateau positioned in the southern heartlands of Almaris, the grandest of capitals has been erected. Great coral reef surrounded the city, and vast plains of untrampled earth and mystery spread out south of the glorious quartz bastion. The Eternal Library, the largest collection of books in Almaris and beyond, has been restored to its greatness. Never has the Silver Bastion graced such calm and tranquil waters. Waters that our esteemed Sillumir stand watchful over. To the scattered Mali’thill, Larihei calls for you to come home. Be a part of this new and exciting chapter in our centuries old history that we proudly boast. Okarir’mali
  4. RESHAPING SILVER A white tome of great age, opened once more. A modern saga for an ancient peoples. “Do you see it as I do? The sun, yet to rise from beneath the horizon. The towers, their foundations in mind but not stone. This is it, Tiuthwyn - where we shall reshape our silver.” - Sohaer Kolvar Uradir From the birch stern of the creaking caravel Dancing Debate did the dark-robed silhouette of Kolvar Uradir stare out into the distance. A century of humiliation at the hands of Haense, of Urguan, of their own people - and at the end of it, the loss of their capital, of their Silver Isle. A sick society fleeing like rats from their war-torn home, wreaked by the havoc of Azdrazi, Voidling incursions and Haeseni raiders. The distant shore, sandy and arid, was lit by the soft rays of the moon, the water below tar-black. His pondering was interrupted by the voice of a woman. “There was no choice.” By the light of swinging lanterns, the sea-green eyes of the blonde seemed alight in their flame. Eager, almost. How could she not be, after the indignities they had suffered at the hands of lesser folk, at the hands of their own? He laughed, shook his head. “There is always a choice, Visaj. Even our predecessors’ indecision, their self-mockeries. We allowed it to fester. Ne longer - that, now, is our choice.” No matter the truth to his words, they stung those that heard them in the quiet night. To most, thankfully, they were drowned out by the sound of waves beating the creaking hull of their hastily-built ship, of the flapping of the sails in the wind. Once, Haelun’or had boasted quite the fleet - seven deep sea carracks, each mightier than the last, each sunk by foreign warfleets. The Sillumiran had refused to defend their docks even as sailors lept from their burning wrecks - How, they had asked, are authors to defeat knights? Once, the quill had been mighty enough in Haelunorian hands - forging alliances with the most ambitious of emperors, the wisest of philosophers. Ancient history, by the standards of the Valah. Not by that of the Motherland. The woman stepped back into the shadows, to take the helm from Korvec - a mason manning the helm worked well enough in the deep Southern Channel, where there were no shores to run aground upon and the harshest of tasks was reading a compass against a dim lantern and ensuring they stayed facing south. The next step in their journey, however, was through rivers, where reefs and rocks waited eager to halt them in the empty wilderness. Here, Korvec would take what little rest he could in the long hours before daybreak. The journey would be a gamble - the Haelunorians, after all, were for all their talk of progress, beings of routine. Routines of debates, of drinking, of writing. Routines, too, that had been a different sort of progress - of insulting purposelessly the lessers, of haughtiness cast to empty air. They were debaters before they were warriors, authors before they were strategists, designers before they were siege engineers - and they should have known. To shake their ineptitudes, to cast aside the chaff that the wheat might make flour - none knew better than the newly minted Sohaer the difficulty of the task. Not a decade prior, Miravaris had chosen to prostrate before Uruk hordes rather than make such a decision. The world knew the result of that blunder. The silent column of Sillumiran standing behind Kaelan Aldin knew. The shivering debaters, authors, designers - they too knew. Then it began. The keeling of the ship, the sliding of rope across its deck hard to the starboard side. Those that had never left the Silver Isle - they may have been forgiven in believing the caravel about to sink as it crossed upriver through the delta, took its first turn into the river. Silent still did the Sillumiran stand - Eledar’s dour eyes shadowed beneath his salt-dulled steel helmet. Kolvar glanced behind him, at the following, smaller sloop in the center of their line - where Councillor Maeyr’onn and, more importantly, the Maheral Calith likely rested beneath the deck. The Sohaer gripped the railing. He had grown seasick quite easily in his youth. Now, however, his pale face was not so in struggle, but in determination. Then came the creaking, loud, ominous. His knuckles grew white - here was the difficulty charted out by Councillor Sullas, whom had scouted the lands ahead, whom they hoped would be waiting at the appointed place, his caravan to be a beacon in the night. Reefs scraped first the barnacles on the underside of the ship, then the lapis-flaked paint that marked below the waterline, then finally chipped away at the boards of the ship itself. The sound of calls belowdecks, of rapidly slamming hammers nailing repairs into place. Perhaps the gamble had not paid off - perhaps it had been a death sentence for those few that remained. Worse, they might survive, only to be fed on by the wolves and the buzzards. Would he be remembered for his stupidity, as they remembered so many before him? Or would he be remembered for bravery? The shuddering of the ship as it ground against another reef rang through his mind. If only he could be like their lesser cousins, taking Aenguls and spirits for Gods. There was time yet to place their fate in the hands of higher powers, those beings that so oft hurled meteors and doomsdays at the Descendants. Then, finally, the call of the lookout pierced the clamor. “Dead ahead!”
  5. 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. . .
  6. The Election of Okarir'tir; Result! date: The 5'th of Malin's Welcome, 85 of the SA. 1881 FA. [!] At the entrance of the Eternal Library, the citadel, Bastille and the noticeboard of Haelun'or rests a missive, pinned for all to read. [!] Mali'thill of Haelun'or! Your votes, your voices and choices have been counted and re-counted. And it is with appreciation that none of the votes were illegitimate. And with the majority support of the blessed, the new Master of Law will be: KAELAN ALDIN. Signed: Maheral Seth Calith
  7. 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
  8. [!] 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
  9. 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
  10. 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.
  11. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 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
  12. 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
  13. 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
  14. [!] 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
  15. 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
  16. [!] 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.
  17. [!] 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
  18. 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
  19. [!] 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.
  20. [!] 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
  21. [!] 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
  22. [!] 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
  23. 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
  24. THE PEOPLE WILL IT penned and issued 69 S.A. High Elves of Haelun’or, blessed Citizenry; we gather as one to put forth our collective will. A Petition has been raised, as is Haelun’orian tradition - as is constitutionally recognised as the correct call to action, one I am sure that elMalauriran shall encourage and approve. With no shedding of Silver Blood, unlike those ‘atafenn who proceed through our streets, the Mali’thill people seek to peacefully make their discontent known: such is the way of logic - the way of Silver. It is hoped that those who claim ‘power’ and ‘leadership’ would answer this call, would answer to the pleas of the citizenry they claim to rule [ACA - Limca , by Johann Blais] THE PETITION The people of the Silver State call for the following; I - To remove the Mali’fenn force from the city. No longer shall our oem’iian live in fear each day, no longer shall unarmed citizenry be brutalised upon Silver Streets. The occupation of foreign military forces ends here. II - To hold an election for the Sohaership, the votes being verified and counted by Elmalauriran. As per Haelun’orian tradition, and as per the will of the people, they shall decide their leader. It is the Mali’thill citizenry who provide their consent to be governed, who choose to follow the Sohaer - their leader by teaching. Signed, ~ Celian Fi’inde (A. Miravaris) ~ Epaphri Kekenomos ~ Kolvar Uradir ~ Avihnsil - Eredael Rhenaer ~ Korvec Alemnir ~ Asher Vult ~ Varus Ni’leya ~ Pamphilos Callidora ~ Usamea An’asul ~ Maenor Aildhuin - Edgars An’asul - Eledar Haler’thilln ~ Stelios Kekenomos - Elarhil Sullas ~ Seth Calith ~ Rune of Ahad (Viradiraar) == IKUR SULLAS == ~ Caelius Sullas ~ Braxus Ni’leya ~ Evo’lur Tartarus ~ Arasdir Miravaris / Valazaer Calith / - Alpine Wonda - ~ Ellenore Rorik Eiriksson Ruric, of Nordengrad; born of Sil’adri, Keeper of the Red Faith, & Grand Architect - Luavyn Elibar’acal of the Silver state, forever Azorella’s husband. It is encouraged for any more who have not yet the chance to sign to mail-in and attach their signatures below. The blessed citizenry awaits action.
  25. [!] Missives flit with the wind in Haelun’or, about the bastion, they scatter. Expression of Truth 10th of The First Seed, Year 69 of the Second Age To Ivarielle, we recall your dubbing yourself as the ‘Silver Princess’, an ungracious title. We recall the shameful display, the debate where Sohaer Braxus Ni’leya offered you in a traditional Haelun’orian manner, the chance to challenge him for his position. We recall how you showed up late, supportless, and asked Elsohaer if he was ready to give up his position. He brushed off your inquiry, looking to the dais for the debate to begin, and in a flustered state from the Citadel you fled. We recall the demolition of our walls. The swarm that took to the city to pillage. The lives of our officials being taken. We recall that now outside their homes, your enthusiasts are attacking citizens. They do not wish to participate in discourse, they are irritated by it, since they are not Haelun’orians like you claim. We recall the path of destruction taken to reach today; this you chose over a simple debate. In your latest missive you make many accusations of falsities. It was befittingly titled, for your writings were in fact, a mockery of truth. First and foremost, the Republicans have not fled. They are the citizens that remain in their city that you continue to lay claim to, this much is obvious, or there would not be conflict within it. You are merely trying to paint a picture that you have succeeded in your plot. Moving on to the library. Nobody has lied and persuaded their way inside, you may ask Elokarir’maehr or Tilruir’nealu who are upholding the library, this is a baseless claim. You criticise Varus for sabotaging the locks when that is in fact what you did, barring the citizenry from reaching their homes, along with public buildings such as the Citadel. May you be reminded that the Silver City does allow visitors. Issue stems not from them but the Mali’fenn you invite to murder our relatives. Furthermore, no wounding was warranted. As you admit, citizens were ordered to surrender; surrender to ones without authority within Elcihi’thilln. Yet, rather than retaliating to their mockery with the barbarity they would get back, the highly capable group attempted to walk away calmly. The harassment of citizens to submit, some of whom you did not even know the stance of, is further provoking a schism you say it was to prevent. Malauriran bare witness to all of this. To the council who condone these actions and events; you have lost all jurisdiction. Not because of Haelun’orian’s beliefs, but outside the Fennic plague have been actively ignoring you as they think they now decide what is what in Haelun’or. They pose as if they are Elsillumiran, they do not respond to those councillors working with them, simply they are not in good faith. I ask you each this to ponder - are you with Haelun’or? You may not have known of Ayliana’s plot to ascend Ivarielle, still your words and actions show support for it - perhaps out of love for your lliran? Clear as the water of our silver isle we see that Ivarielle’s actions are not preserving Haelun’orian culture or peoples. Haelun’or, of course, is where these elements are. Ne active role has been taken by her to stop the bloodshed and impurity on the streets, instead, she has justified it. Do you accept a Sohaer who would watch idly as ‘her’ people, the Haelun’orian people, are slaughtered? Lastly, more mention of Ayliana. We all are aware she is a performer, she adores the spotlight, unfortunately she should only be kept out of it. The genuine adherents to Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya see through her words of deceit. Think she is not a deceiver? Take it not from us - but from her. In the missive, ‘The Schemes Of A Dove’, she explicitly details how she manipulated the late Sohaer Idendril Elassidil. Her actions were not in the interests of Haelun’orians. Rather, a self-serving display. Ayliana only cares for recognition, be it negative or positive. As for her claim to the name of ‘The Dove’, there is only one Dove in Haelun’or history, and if she wishes to be the dove so badly may she be caged like one. We, the citizens of Karinah’siol. MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA
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