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Once more did missive and letters would reach the entrances of many human, elven, dwarven and orc lands. The same golden anorum pinned missive was there on display, yet one can notice it was not just their, but from their guard houses or palace equivilent. A singular fine parchment of paper which adored golden ink in writing. Stating the following in each of their unique script that fit the race's cultures. To the lands of Aevos, I have done what many could not. The one who terrorized, the true evil that had given Devils a bad name.The one who started this whole fiasco. The one who dared to speak her honeyed words and forcefully converted those of Aevos into other Devils. To the people of Aevos; I tell you this. The one named Sermi, The Pitiful servant of the Inferi, has fallen to my blade. She had dared to enter my territory, under the identity of another. She was apprehended, with information provided by one of her victims, Leoni Chevalier had sealed her fate. Sermi had no regret for her actions. Her intent was to sow chaos within the world. Yet she had no time to beg to her greater inferi for saving, and the depths of the Moz shall be her home. The items on her person have been reduced to dust that was scattered by the wind. Her head had been severed and her corpse was burned under the moonlit sky to be scattered within the sea. To the humans: The one who took your people just to curse them has fallen, but no doubt those that still serve the inferi will attempt to sow chaos in her stead. I say that they are next if any are caught within my sights. As they always had been. I ask the people of Aevos not to Judge Devil-kind just by their looks. I ask that you instead judge by actions. As many of you are taught to do with your own kind. Remain vigilant or dark times will always come looming in corners. Allow ones willing to do their best to keep the people safe. Signed, The Infernal Slayer, The Redeemed of Arcas

[!] A purple glowing hue burnt onto papers writes a missive broadcasted to all of Aevos [!] "Brothers. Soldier. Guardians. Slayers. Constructs. Creations. The Brotherhood Eternal summons you. Our sacred soldiers have been scattered for a while now and the eternal flame has layed dormant since The Great Kiraso and Mother Scribe vanished. But they were not wrong to believe in the nature of our creation. We are purification, and by the great void shall we cleanse the world of what does not belong. With flame and might we will pierce the skulls of the darkspawn filth that plague this land, feeding on the youth of the people who once created us. To the descendants, whether you are elven people or humans of canonism, let our upbringing not strike fear into your hearts but bring you comfort and assistance on our hunt of darkspawn. To the brothers of our lost army, the eternal flame has been reignited. There is a place for you here to rejoin our great purpose. To the constructs of Aveos beyond our path, a place in the path of the eternal flame is now open to you. Atronachs, Creations, Constructs, you are called to join us in. We offer you purpose, leadership and brotherhood. Join us in the eternal hunt of dark-filth, and we will offer you mana, reparations and upgrades accordingly. The Brotherhood Eternal calls you. Seek Master Prometheus in the most serene state of Lurin, and you shall be enlightened." Eternal we fight. Eternal we hunt. [OOC NOTE] Greetings fellow LOTC-ers. To those of you interested in playing Atronachs, The Brotherhood Eternal needs YOU! Message me on discord: Zakajaervi and you can become our next atronach.

[!] Small missives were scattered across Aevos. The symbol of Babblebrook stamped upon them. This is a message to any remaining descendants of the Musin Knights of the Cheese Table, who's grand search for the king who will unite Musinkind was made aware to me just the other night. My name is King Patches of the Musin Village of Babblebrook, and I extend my hand out to you in greeting and invitation to my village. I would like to discuss with you this prophecy I've been told and to request your aid in building up Babblebrook and making our kingdom better for our people. I don't know if this will reach you, but if it does, please come to Dunwen. I'll be sure to try and welcome you as best as I can. Kindest Regards~ Patches King of the Musin

A Grievance With the Legal Proceeding in Haense [!] A missive is hung around Haense. It is written in delicate and expressive handwriting. As a young, hopeful lawyer, I was more than excited to see a Haense trial, especially one of this status. I was dazzled by the concept of this mighty empire and what their system could bring. The problem with this is that I was instead given the opposite, a hodge-podge of a trial, complete with a Soldier as a judge and a Lady Justiciar as a silent plaintiff. By the time the trial was completed, I felt 10 years older, and no closer to actual justice. I made a list of things I noticed at time of trial: I. The Judge, Atilan Bishop, decided that his line of questioning was more important than that of the Plaintiff or Defense Lawyers. Adele Ludovar haven fallen completely silent by the final witness, Callista Santos, who wasn’t even aware she’d be asked onto the witness stand. II. Multiple people were speaking as witnesses at once during the questioning. Some were even going as far as to yell from the peanut gallery. III. There was no distinct Direct or Cross examination with any of the witnesses, leading to an almost impossible time for anyone to understand what was happening. IV. The lawyer’s objections were never followed by a distinctive explanation of what the objection was. It was just “Objection!” instead of “Hearsay” or “Lack of Foundation”. V. A piece of evidence was brought forth by the Defendant themselves, not the Defense, leading to a complete 180 of court proceedings. VI. Two of the three summoned Defendants were not even in attendance of the trial, possibly leaving out vital parts of the Defenses case, or even the Plaintiff’s for that matter. VII. Due to unforeseen circumstances, a final verdict was not even given to the court, instead secretly given to the Defense and Plaintiff. VIII. On the original court order issued by the Lady Justiciar, there were five distinct charges being brought against the defendants. Only two were even touched upon in court, meaning that the entire trial could be considered a mistrial. IX. Defendant Alejandro Sands was charged with Negligence, which was not even a charge mentioned in the original order. This would call for a completely different trial. X. Judge Atilan Bishop has no formative training as a judge, and it was painfully obvious through this trial. This is not to be a slandering of the Haense legal system as a whole, more-so how the trial in which I was attending was handled. The Lady Justiciar should choose to be a judge or a lawyer, or at the very least provide a somewhat competent lawyer to hold the proceedings of such a sensitive trial. If I was given the chance to give my full opinion and have it matter (of which I know this missive will do little) I would call this trial a mistrial and hold one when all involved could be more prepared, with a true judge and legal representation for both sides.

[!] This exhaustive polemic is made public to the citizens of Karinah’siol, as well as dispatched throughout the Continent via courier pigeons. Those foreigners who pick up this missive would also find it inscribed upon the back the following: “You are invited for tea in Haelun’or.” The Truth Unchained It is of no novelty to any citizen of this World, the isolationist nature of the people of Haelun’or. In no small part because of this, it has been perhaps difficult for those foreign to the lands of the Silver State, to grasp the nature and culture of its inhabitants. And indeed, one brief discussion with most foreigners would indeed support this initial supposition. As a consequence, whether unknowingly or with malicious intent, misinformation about the people of Haelun’or runs rampant within the conscience of those living abroad. With the regrettable civil strife within the Silver State still in fresh memory, it has become clear more than ever, that such misunderstandings must be addressed, and that their existence are not only an affront to Truth, but a threat to the security of the children of Larihei. As such, it is the purpose of this issue to attempt to dispel some of the myths and illusions that persist about the society of Haelun’or, in an effort to unchain the truth, and foster better understanding between the Descendants. ON MAEHR’SAE HIYLUN’EHYA Maehr’sae hiylun’ehya, literally translates from Elven as “progress and health”, and constitutes the central philosophy of the Mali’thill (Elven for “pure Elves”). It is one of the few writings that survived from Larihei’s initial realm, and as a result has been of paramount importance to Her followers. In the simplest of terms, this philosophy, or way of life, simply bids to a continuous effort to self-fulfilment. As a result, maehr’sae hiylun’ehya takes vaguely different forms for every person, as each person’s aspirations are different. It teaches that the individual should, through its own efforts, better oneself spiritually and physically. It is important to note that maehr’sae hiylun’ehya is a philosophy. As a result, it can be followed by people of any race. For instance, a human shielding its body from harm, maintaining optimal shape, and dedicating one’s life to the perfection of its abilities, can be described as adhering to maehr’sae hiylun’ehya. However, it should be maintained that, and indeed philosophers like Lucion Sullas have pointed this out, that maehr’sae hiylun’ehya is best followed from within the walls of the Silver State, generally because of the excesses and temptations of the outside World, that could impede the efforts of the individual. ON RACISM It is true that the Mali’thill of Haelun’or view the outside people with a certain distrust. One could not hope to do as eloquent a justice on this topic as Lucion Sullas did in his book “On Racism”. But alas, one is aware just how difficult it is to find the works of Lucion Sullas outside the walls of the Silver State. First, let us point out that this distrust, or racism that High Elves may show towards people of other races, is not at all like the deplorable hatred which, for instance, various Valah ethnic subdivisions show towards one another. The sense of superiority for the High Elves is purely scientific, and comes as a result of their genesis. The High Elven people took form when various Proto-Elves, chiefly Larihei among them, bathed in magical pools, Golden Pools. These pools, their effects well documented, enhanced the Proto-Elven body, by making it fairer, taller, improving overall the magical and intellectual abilities of those that bathed in them. For those desiring one more concrete example, the Golden Pools had the effect of elongating the ear lobe of the Proto-Elven body. As such, High Elves have sharper hearing than their cousins. These all aforementioned improvements mean that, scientifically speaking, High Elves are the optimal biological model. Of course, one must with sadness admit that at times this fact has been taken far too much into the extreme. One must admit that the Silver State did have, at times, leaders that, blinded by their superiority, like the tyrant Othelu Orrar, affirmed publicly that “lessers are only slightly better than cattle”. Such a proposition is obviously false. The Mali’thill knows its nature to be superior, but that does not inherently mean that Mali’thill are better at everything than everyone else, or that everyone else is useless. No sane Mali’thill would believe oneself to be a better fighter than the Uruk, or a better shipwright than the Almenodrim, without first dedicating decades, even centuries, to the effort. There are many areas, academically and artistically, in which people of other races triumph, and the Mali’thill are fully aware that all Descendants can store knowledge and be the catalysts of worldly progress. The term “lesser” is more of an umbrella term, designed to describe all those that have not had the privilege of bathing, or not descending from those who had, in the Golden Pools. It is used to emphasise the relation between foreigners and Mali’aheral. It is not intended, however, to downplay the ability or intelligence of non-Mali’aheral, but merely to situate them in reference to the Mali’aheral history. If it is of any consolation to that reader that may be characterised as “lesser”, in recent years there has been a drive within the Silver State to renounce the usage of the term, owing to the contentious reputation it possesses. ON JINGOISM It has been maintained, recently with increased frequency, that the Mali’thill of Haelun’or are jingoists, militarists that seek to wage war upon their brethren. Firstly, let us point out that the Mali’thill originally did not even build walls around their first settlement in Asulon. It was only after their city became the target of frequent raids, that they saw fit to fortify their habitat. For the sake of fluidity, we will skip all the historical details of all the traumas that fell upon the Mali’thill. It will suffice for the reader to know that Mali’thill are not jingoists. Mali’thill generally refrain from warfare. Those that did engage the nation in such activities, like Othelu Orrar or Dimaethor Elervathar, are rare, figures of great contention and division between Mali’thill. Mali’thill would rather conduct their business in peace, internally through argumentation, debates, and direct democracy, and externally usually through a most splendid isolation. The main military force of Haelun’or, the Sillumiran (Elven for “Weeping Blades”), is designed as purely defensive, and the name reflects the tragedy of war. The society of Haelun’or actively refrains from glorifying combat and violence, through various policies, like maintaining the anonymity of soldiers, because High Elves, once more, are not jingoistic. They are pacifists. The act of joining the Sillumiran is seen as a sacred sacrifice one makes to defend the harmonious way of life of the collective. This attitude is also one of preservation. For the Mali’thill are aware, as a consequence of the Curse of the Most Foul, that all descendants of Malin are doomed to lower numbers among their ranks, and casualties are far more expensive to replenish, than for people of other races. ON ACID PITS The usage of the Acid Pits by the administrations of the Silver State have constituted, throughout time, one of the most common points of those that sought to demonise the Silver People. The actual substance, referred to as acid, was invented by a Mali’thill named Silvos Sythaerin, many centuries ago, and was designed to serve indeed, as a means of exectuing those most vile of criminals, such as murderers. There can be no doubt that perhaps the overzealousness of some past regimes, and the light handed manner in which execution sentences were passed, especially upon foreigners, muddled the reputation of these pits. However, one must realise that Acid Pits remain still, the most ‘humane’ method of execution. Far superior to beheadings, which if executed improperly can last minutes and require multiple strikes, or hangings, which can extend into the half hour, be the rope not properly secured. Acid Pits cause instantaneous death, utterly painless. Further, due to the acidic nature of the substance, these pits are also the most sanitary, requiring no body disposal or further cleaning. From the perspective of suffering, one realises that executions via Acid Pits are the least monstrous of all the methods known to Descendants. Some people have raised the point that Mali’thill condemn to Acid Pits everyone they do not like, a point made more recently by the regrettable A’eollaja Ello’janna-Valwynn, which maintained to witnessing “mali being melted in acid or burned at the stake for their blood, ‘thill and ‘aheral alike”. Such a claim can easily be dismissed upon consulting the recent history of the Silver State. The last recorded execution of a criminal via Acid Pits occurred in 1768, when Aerendyl Lor’demar was sentenced to death for his role in the assassination of the Maheral Azorella Elibar’acal. Thereafter, the Acid Pits would fall into complete disuse. The last mention of them existing can be found on the year 8 of the Second Age, when it is recorded that the adoptive daughter of Nelgauth Maehr’tehral committed suicide by jumping into the Acid Pits of the first city of Karinah’siol. The city of Karinah’siol was rebuilt entirely that very same year, and since then the technology of Acid Pits has been lost to the Mali’thill of Haelun’or. ON HAELUN’ORIAN SOCIETY This section will be dedicated to various other false complaints, less prevalent but nonetheless vexating. There have been Mali’aheral, those that have been at odds with the Silver State, to accuse the society and administration of reactionary thought, of regressive behaviour for insisting upon the importance of tradition. Such an idea is, of course, unfounded. Tradition and progress are not mutually exclusive. In fact, they complement each other. Tradition, the remembrance of past epochs and leaders, is paramount to the development of Mali’thill society. Not only must one learn of history so as not to repeat the mistakes of the past, but also to learn of the achievements of the past, so that one may strive to overcome them in a continual process of collective progress. On that same trend, some have accused Mali’thill society of misogynism, which is an even more absurd claim. Mali’thill society, since the days of Larihei, has been absolutely egalitarian. It is a well-known fact to all Mali’thill that the intellectual abilities of males and females are utterly identical. As such, within society, within law, within administration and truly within all aspects of life, all adult Silver People are completely equal, since forever. Then there are the talks of Haelun’orian society being unwelcoming to interracial relations. Let us begin by pointing out that, in fact, most nations on this World view such partnerships with unfavourable eyes. There are many moral arguments to bring against such unions. Mali’thill are, biologically, predisposed to have uncommon longevity, so much to the point that it is unclear if Mali’thill are capable of dying of old age. It is because of this that, despite what one may originally think when falling in love with someone of another race, entering a relationship with someone other than a Mali’aheral will bring a great deal of suffering to that Mali’aheral. One will be doomed to watch their love age and die, likewise one will be condemned to watch their children, who will be societal outcasts in most Nations, also age and then die. There is perhaps no greater tragedy upon this World, than that of a parent having to watch its children perish. Then there is the issue of religion. Firstly, Mali’thill are not atheists. Deities exist, that is undeniable. Some Mali’thill have lived long enough to even meet some of them. However, Mali’thill reject worshipping of such deities, in no small part because such practices go against the interests of the Mali’thill. Deities seek to further their own influence upon worldly affairs, only using the Descendant as a means to an end. Further, deities, since they have not bathed in the Golden Pools, are, by definition, lessers. Similarly, the reverence for Larihei is not a religion. Larihei is a concrete historical figure that, through genius and uncommon strength of character, built a civilization that has lasted for millennia. She is not a deity. There are no prayers dedicated to her, nor temples built in her name. Mali’thill only have deep respect for her actions that directly led to the birth of the Mali’aheral race. Issued by the office of the Okarir’san, the Committee of Truth, 2nd of the Sun's Smile, year 74 S. A.

A letter sent to the High Sea Prince, with a copy posted onto Elvenesse's notice board as well. “To the Princedom of Elvenesse, I write this to you from a neutral standpoint. As tensions rise between two of the three nations within the west, I believe a statement must be written on behalf of Talon’s Port. Our city, nor it’s vassal, shall take part in any acts of war between Krugmar and Elvenesse, should it come to that. This as I see it, is your fault, and your fault only. We all know peace does not last long, but alas, you seem to have sped up the process of ending it. A minor inconvenience you have caused, I might say. This is simply not just to say we shall not fight if it were to end up needed, but we will also not be dragged into this as it currently stands. We want no part in any of this, and prefer to stay at peace. Simply look at these as boundaries, boundaries that if you dare cross, will have consequences. I do not mean to threaten you like this, nor mean disrespect in the slightest while writing this. If you wish to privately speak with me on this matter, please do so.” Signed, Athri Onfroi Belrose Talon’s Port Minister of Foreign Affairs