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“I know how important scholars are, but what about ordinary people? On the way here, I witnessed something terrible: families torn apart, blood and body parts on the roads, houses on fire, livestock slaughtered or driven mad. These people also need our help. If we ignore them and leave them to their fate, even if we prevent the crisis, there will be no one left to save. Lady Zenith and her Lightbringers sent aid to everyone they could reach, but our supplies are not enough to support everyone – sooner or later, hunger will engulf everyone affected.”https://vk.com/oldenera?w=wall-227082038_3158
She may have been the youngest among the assembled negotiators, but her compassion for the poor and hardworking was a trait the priestess expressed in abundance – a result of her roots as an initiate. Quiet whispers of approval rippled through the guards of the envoys, which then quickly subsided as Una decided to address the council.
“Perhaps your words are dictated by anxiety and concern, but how much truth is there in them?” Una ignored Anastasia’s plea, focusing entirely on Ilvari’s words. “My brethren have discovered strange activity in our lands: strange symbols placed on the ground in villages, unnatural magical traces covering corpses, rumors of spies infiltrating our guilds. Furthermore, the Duskmyre swamps have been in complete chaos lately, and the hydras there are behaving excessively aggressively, as if they are being driven to it. What can you tell us about this?”https://vk.com/oldenera?w=wall-227082038_3172
All eyes were now on Ilvari. She needed to come up with something, as far as she knew, none of these activities had been approved by either the Spy or the rest of the Triumvirate. Could they be somehow related to the activities of the insectoids? However, this was not the end of the accusations against her lords.
“The song is dissonant.” The words of Elder Ts’kish echoed across the plaza. “Where harmony once reigned, now appear constraints and false notes. All this mana—wild, chaotic, mutable—brings doom to the Mycelium. Nightmarish forms, not belonging to this world, take shape, then freeze and shatter what has been part of our song for ages. If they continue to do this, the song will be broken, and the barriers will be destroyed. Do not let the song fall silent.”The group leader on VK has started creating two posts per day from what used to be two paragraphs. The link is now: https://vk.com/oldenera
What was once merely a whisper among the surroundings of each respective messenger has now turned into a cacophony of squabbles and arguments. The Oracle spoke again, this time raising a hand to draw everyone’s attention.
“Your nature betrays you. Do you not have lands to defend? Do you not have kin to protect? Make an effort. This is not a time for pettiness. Long before your life began, this world has seen many calamities.” The Oracle gestured, and the mirror beside them began to ripple, as if they had disturbed a water’s surface. Images of spherical devices, which seemed both mechanical and magical in nature, appeared, as if observing a multitude of enemies clashing with each other, among them were undead dragons. The constructs seemed both alien and familiar in form, as if subconsciously they were known to the messengers on some fundamental, basic level. As soon as the vision faded from the mirror, the Oracle continued.https://vk.com/oldenera
“Order must be maintained. Your squabbles will only lead to your ancient protectors considering you part of the chaos that your lords wish to eradicate—should this gathering fail.” Silence reigned once more. What had been a warning the first time now seemed almost a threat from forces far older than anyone else gathered there, including the ancient elf. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ilvari addressed everyone in the square.
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No, not the Tier 3 Dungeon archers that were accused of being "too cheap." Now they will be red-skinned ladies with different weapons.
"My dearest envoys," Ilvari's words were carefully chosen, each syllable a note intended to convey the precise tone and message she wished to impart, "I hear your concerns, and I must admit that the situation appears to be far more dire than even our lords suspect. Therefore, it is all the more important that we unite against the coming storm." She paused for a moment, then continued, "When I stood before Her Majesty Amelkie, she spoke to me not from the position of a monarch or ruler, but from the position of a person who was willing to sacrifice her own dreams if it meant that Jadame—and all that he offers—would be preserved for future generations." Ilvari paused for a moment to display a scroll containing what appeared to be a mixture of dragon runes, elven inscriptions, and minotaur seals. "To this end, she, along with the rest of the Alvarian Triad, has authorized me to offer to each of you and your lords full military, civil, and magical support that our people can provide, should you join our cause. She has also authorized me to share the call for aid that we received from the Garrot Gorge."https://vk.com/oldenera?w=wall-227082038_3254
"Among the dragons, there are as many opinions as there are colors of scales, which they share." Ilvari's mention of the dragonkin elicited hushed whispers, which quickly subsided as she continued, "But I believe that the one thing they all share is their pride and their belief that few on the continent can threaten them. The fact that they are sending out calls for aid from the Garrot Gorge to Her Majesty, whose ideals they considered beneath their own, immediately raised suspicions. Our investigation into this matter has revealed that many eggs have been stolen—Her Majesty's brethren have been killed or driven mad by ancient magic. Whether this is the work of some higher power or simply a series of unfortunate events remains to be seen, but it is clear to us that this is an action intended to plunge the region into chaos and destroy the alliance that we have worked so hard to achieve."https://vk.com/oldenera?w=wall-227082038_3302
“In addition to what I have shared so far, there is another matter you need to be aware of. Many ages ago, the Alvarian elves abandoned much of the ancestral holdings they inherited from the ancient Vorin, for reasons that no one seems to remember anymore. These relics of the past were sealed due to disrepair and remained untouched until recently. Reports from the Frozen Fortresses speak of mystical forces that have plundered many of them, leaving strange markings and extremely high magical readings scattered throughout. We learned of them shortly after one of our agents suddenly stopped sending us messages, but we have been unable to track them since the intrusion into the ruins. Their activity also coincides with what the envoys of Shadowspire and Murmurwood reported in their accusations. Who knows what their goal was—and what they stole from there? I would like to know, but for now, it remains a mystery that must be solved sooner rather than later. What I can assure you of, dear envoys, is that whoever is behind these renegades is not acting on the orders of the Triumvirate.”
The ruins in question date back to the time close to the Silence and are attributed to the ancient Vorin settlers. Whoever decided to interfere with them was more than aware of the secrets they might potentially contain.
“I presume you have a prepared contingency for this.” Una was the first to speak, and Ilvari was more than willing to indulge her.