So, the chaos hath begun...
The elves are incensed.
There is no other way to put it. Within hours of the Wanderer's message, diplomats are teleporting wildly throughout the elven kingdoms. Vernaith and Celene debate wildly, while the Lortmil elves send their own representatives. Celene demands that Vernaith hold its non-elven people prisoner, the Lortmil severs all its ties with non-elves, but both refuse. In the end, the three nations manage to hold onto their newly founded alliance by their fingernails; Celene does so only out of fear. One has to wonder if Celene's stubbornness might bring the whole alliance to a crushing halt. The elven mages go into action, trying to discover more about this message and it's inherent truthfulness, as well as bolstering defenses among one another. Griffon patrols are stepped up, and the forests begin to radiate a careful watchfulness as the elven druids begin to scry and enlist the trees for defense (the message was not well accepted among them!). The Lortmil elves send a delegation to Greyhawk; of the three nations, it is they who are most likely to find out the most.
At the same time, a great distance away (indeed, beyond several planar boundaries), the prince of Celene, bearing the symbol of Luna, meets with the drow. This is the plane of Ysgard, of eternal battle, but this particular elf bears no conflict. Instead, he begins negotiation with the dark elves, hoping to discover many things. First, why the dark elves want to ally with their surface 'cousins' after so many long years of hate and battle. Second, what the dark elves intend to accomplish in there aftermath of The Message. And third, how the dark elves can help the prince in his own quest to unite the people of Celene who sympathize with the outer world as one.
Submerged beneath these events, a small dwarven community in Vernaith begins to speak with another village much further away, wondering how they can lay their hands on the technology promised by the wanderer's vision...
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OOC:
"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper"
(T.S. Eliot, 'The Hollow Men')
The elves are incensed.
There is no other way to put it. Within hours of the Wanderer's message, diplomats are teleporting wildly throughout the elven kingdoms. Vernaith and Celene debate wildly, while the Lortmil elves send their own representatives. Celene demands that Vernaith hold its non-elven people prisoner, the Lortmil severs all its ties with non-elves, but both refuse. In the end, the three nations manage to hold onto their newly founded alliance by their fingernails; Celene does so only out of fear. One has to wonder if Celene's stubbornness might bring the whole alliance to a crushing halt. The elven mages go into action, trying to discover more about this message and it's inherent truthfulness, as well as bolstering defenses among one another. Griffon patrols are stepped up, and the forests begin to radiate a careful watchfulness as the elven druids begin to scry and enlist the trees for defense (the message was not well accepted among them!). The Lortmil elves send a delegation to Greyhawk; of the three nations, it is they who are most likely to find out the most.
At the same time, a great distance away (indeed, beyond several planar boundaries), the prince of Celene, bearing the symbol of Luna, meets with the drow. This is the plane of Ysgard, of eternal battle, but this particular elf bears no conflict. Instead, he begins negotiation with the dark elves, hoping to discover many things. First, why the dark elves want to ally with their surface 'cousins' after so many long years of hate and battle. Second, what the dark elves intend to accomplish in there aftermath of The Message. And third, how the dark elves can help the prince in his own quest to unite the people of Celene who sympathize with the outer world as one.
Submerged beneath these events, a small dwarven community in Vernaith begins to speak with another village much further away, wondering how they can lay their hands on the technology promised by the wanderer's vision...
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
OOC:
"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper"
(T.S. Eliot, 'The Hollow Men')