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=== The Roll of the Lost ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A Short Reading with Notes&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Introductory Notes ====&lt;br /&gt;
Our tradition is an oral history, passed down through the generations and years via the hierophantic memory. As such, when written, some nuance of performance is lost. Herein, I have attempted to illustrate sections of our poetical&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on sylvan poeticals, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; roll of the lost, specifically that section which details the Primary Hierarchs of our High Council of the Sylvisterai.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though the High Council has existed since before the founding of Ithnishmyn, within our histories we divide it temporally into several periods; the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade, and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first sylvan government, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, is usually referred to simply as Imaera’s Council. This period is marked by the direct presence of Imaera in sylvan life, as She guided her chosen people away from the dangers lingering from the Ur-Daemon Wars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs was a period of settlement, during which many core sylvan institutions, such as the D&#039;ahranals, were established.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail comprises those years of wandering and loss after the desertion of Ithnishmyn and Nevishrim. These are sometimes also referred to as the Councils of Loss or the Councils of the Golden Anvil. The choice to use either of the alternate terms is highly political, and indicative of familial and academic ties and allegiances to particular schools of history and theory. Those who use the term Councils of Loss extend their conceptualization of this period to include the founding, residence within, and abandonment of Nevishrim. (This inclusive of the Undead War.) Those who use the term Councils of the Golden Anvil separate the period of travel between the dissolution of Ithnishmyn and the settlement of Nevishrim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade oversaw a golden age of sylvan culture. During this time Yuriqen rose, and Imaera’s people again felt Her hand in their constructions and discoveries. It was a time of art, culture, and family, as the population rose and the Seven Modwirs were filled with hope and the sounds of children’s voices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Yuriqen was lost, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade was split. Some members of the High Council remained in Yuriqen when the barrier went up, while others remained outside, sacrificing their place in the city to serve as a traveling government in exile. Those who made that sacrifice became the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild. Making oaths to Imaera to preserve the hierophantic memory, and oaths to Gosaena to accept their burden even beyond death, they have remained hidden and on the move ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a consequence of the Greater Nanrithowan, hierophantic memory has been severed between those who reside within the Silver Veil, and those who reside without, in the larger Wild. As such, the Hierarchs of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild, derived as they are from the line of the lost High Council in Yuriqen, have a sacred duty to preserve the Roll of the Lost, while adding to it until such time as the barrier is dropped and the councils can be formally rejoined as one.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== The Text ====&lt;br /&gt;
Margred&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Margred, sometimes spelled Mwrthgrd or Margryd, is the first named Hierarch within the Rolls of the Lost. Hierophantic memory recalls her as a conduit between Imaera and the sylvan people, but the specifics of how she came to be a chosen of Imaera, and what magics she personally possessed, were lost. Imagery of Margred was common in Yuriqen, but depictions varied, and such representations are, at best, fanciful ideals.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; is first of the lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
only her name survives&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
through time we forgot&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how she made us&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
what magic&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
was once&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
hers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Second is Meinwen the Gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Meinwen is the second individual mentioned within the Rolls of the Lost. There is some confusion as to the translation of her epithet, as within the Sylvan there are multiple meanings for the word Aurl, all contextual variations on the concept of gold. As such, whether ‘the Gold’ refers to hair color, political standing, birth month, or family association is unclear. The oral tradition from which the Roll of the Lost is derived further complicates the situation, as the original term might not be from ‘Aurl’ at all, but instead from a similar sounding source term such as ‘Arl’, which means one-armed, or ‘Aerl’, translated as ‘fragranced’.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Imaera’s beloved&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
keeper of Her words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
yet life was short&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
gone like leaves&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in fresh&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
snow&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Third, we sing of Hefina&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
who lifted us skywards&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
unbound from the ground&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and outside greed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Colonialism within Elanthia is a larger topic than this document has room to address. Consumptive cultural practice as precursor to colonial action and ultimately colonial oversight is well-documented, however. External acquisitions of sylvan heritage crafts and practices of cultural patrimony, both tangible and intangible, are widely regarded to have served non-sylvan interests more than sylvan interests, and attempts to maintain cultural primacy led to a breakdown in the sylvan relationship with exterior cultures.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
into trees&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
borne on&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
boughs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fourth came our pride, Citlalli&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
arise, D&#039;ahranal&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Under the leadership of Hierarch Citlalli and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the D&#039;ahranal system of guilds and interdisciplinary membership bodies was created. The political ramifications of the D’ahranal organization were threefold. First, the D’ahranal served to break up growing power centers via lineage, replacing ties of blood with ties of interest. This was a social leveling device that promoted equity, removing in-born advantages derived from family affiliation. Second, the D’ahranal provided limited self-governance and autonomy to the various guilds, while placing them firmly under the overall oversight of the High Council. Each D’ahranal could police its own membership and set its own system of recognition and demotion, but the groups were expected, overall, to conform to social and economic norms set by the High Council. Third, the D’ahranal provided opportunities for service and leadership for those outside of the hierophantic schema. This created pro-social benefits for engagement with community that were previously denied to most of the population.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how we self govern&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and each is placed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
each is known&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by strong&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
bonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tuwm, fifth, led from Ithnishmyn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
swayed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The agreement between Hierarch Tuwm and Eislemar was reached after discussion that excluded the rest of the High Council. It is not known what arguments Eislemar made that persuaded Tuwm to agree to the dismantling of Ithnishmyn, but the arguments were buttressed, in part, related by the strength of Eislemar’s populist support and a growing fear that the High Council would be supplanted if drastic measures were not undertaken.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; by Eislemar’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eislemar Nathlai was a member and later cavalot of Tyesteron D’ahranal, and a mage by training. His power outside of his D’ahranal was driven by xenophobia and fear-mongering, largely concerning the kidnapping and enslavement of sylvan youth by elves. Though some kidnappings did occur, modern scholarship indicates that this rhetoric was overblown, and no wide-scale system of sylvan enslavement actually occurred.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in the high gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Again, the term ‘Aurl’ is used, in this case very clearly in the context of color. Following the events of the Trail of Ages and the Golden Anvil, the term ‘aurl’ became a pejorative within sylvan storytelling, and for a time, gold fell out of favor as a material or descriptor. This led to a preference for vaalin, though the elven monopoly on the material in later days led to resurgence in the use of non-metallic materials.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; grass&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
both lie broken&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The ultimate disposition of Eislemar’s remains is contested. Some versions of the story of his end leave him in the gullet of the wyrm, screaming until death and abandoned in the sylvan flight from danger. Others, kinder in their telling, and perhaps more closely affiliated with the deceased, leave Eislemar buried on the field. Curiously, the versions differ in the role of Tuwm, a Hierarch of the High Council. In both iterations she dies along with Eislemar, though in stories wherein Eislemar is swallowed, she is referred to as the Primary Hierarch, while in stories where he is buried, she is also noted to additionally be his sister. A familial relationship between the two would give more reason for Eislemar’s power with the Council, but to believe that version of events would also require to believe that the wyrm did not make away with his corpse, and would cast doubt on the gains of the D’ahranal in breaking down blood kin-based power dynamics during this period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
lost for pride&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to foul&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wyrm&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sixth we recall Roswytha&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
mother of Oriahn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
violence&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Undead War and the final battle at Maelshyve decimated the sylvan army and resulted in the death of Oriahn Delsechal, the leader of the elite scouting unit known as the Eranishal. Oriahn’s death was a great blow to the sylvan people, and his name is still held in high esteem. As an honor, to be considered ‘Yr’Oriahn’, literally translated as, ‘Of the tree of Oriahn’, is to be regarded as a sylvan of high valor and merit by the High Council.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was done&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
peace was undone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and her hopes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a cold&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wail&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriahn was the only child of Hierarch Roswytha, sometimes known as the Hierophantic Augur, and a descendent of Tydfil, a Hierarch during the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail who was lost at the Golden Anvil. Roswytha never revealed any additional details of Oriahn’s parentage, only ever stating, in childhood, that he was ‘...a gift from Imaera…’. Upon learning of his death, Roswytha cried out, ‘...undone, undone, it was not Imaera, but Gosaena! Oh, how we are undone!’ and threw herself from the height of the great tree at the center of Nevishrim, breaking her body on the ground below.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Maelle, seventh, had the sight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and from Nevishrim&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though it was hoped that Nevishrim would be the final and lasting city of the sylvan, far from the incursions of elves and the taint of the losses in the Golden Anvil, these hopes were dashed with the deaths of Oriahn and his mother Roswytha. The Hierarch who followed Roswytha, Maelle, was gifted with divinatory sight and with the ability to speak directly to the spirits of the forest, the rocks and stones, the creeks and running waters. Her Sight was instrumental in locating the glade and modwirs in which Yuriqen in Andemyon, ‘The Trees of the Sky at the Edge of All’ was constructed, as well as obtaining the blessing of the local spirits for the sylvan people to reside there.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; led&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to silver aspens&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and modwirs great&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yuriqen&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
at last&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
home&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Annotations and Comments ==== &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Roll of the Lost ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A Short Reading with Notes&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Introductory Notes ====&lt;br /&gt;
Our tradition is an oral history, passed down through the generations and years via the hierophantic memory. As such, when written, some nuance of performance is lost. Herein, I have attempted to illustrate sections of our poetical&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on sylvan poeticals, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; roll of the lost, specifically that section which details the Primary Hierarchs of our High Council of the Sylvisterai.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though the High Council has existed since before the founding of Ithnishmyn, within our histories we divide it temporally into several periods; the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade, and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first sylvan government, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, is usually referred to simply as Imaera’s Council. This period is marked by the direct presence of Imaera in sylvan life, as She guided her chosen people away from the dangers lingering from the Ur-Daemon Wars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs was a period of settlement, during which many core sylvan institutions, such as the D&#039;ahranals, were established.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail comprises those years of wandering and loss after the desertion of Ithnishmyn and Nevishrim. These are sometimes also referred to as the Councils of Loss or the Councils of the Golden Anvil. The choice to use either of the alternate terms is highly political, and indicative of familial and academic ties and allegiances to particular schools of history and theory. Those who use the term Councils of Loss extend their conceptualization of this period to include the founding, residence within, and abandonment of Nevishrim. (This inclusive of the Undead War.) Those who use the term Councils of the Golden Anvil separate the period of travel between the dissolution of Ithnishmyn and the settlement of Nevishrim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade oversaw a golden age of sylvan culture. During this time Yuriqen rose, and Imaera’s people again felt Her hand in their constructions and discoveries. It was a time of art, culture, and family, as the population rose and the Seven Modwirs were filled with hope and the sounds of children’s voices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Yuriqen was lost, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade was split. Some members of the High Council remained in Yuriqen when the barrier went up, while others remained outside, sacrificing their place in the city to serve as a traveling government in exile. Those who made that sacrifice became the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild. Making oaths to Imaera to preserve the hierophantic memory, and oaths to Gosaena to accept their burden even beyond death, they have remained hidden and on the move ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a consequence of the Greater Nanrithowan, hierophantic memory has been severed between those who reside within the Silver Veil, and those who reside without, in the larger Wild. As such, the Hierarchs of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild, derived as they are from the line of the lost High Council in Yuriqen, have a sacred duty to preserve the Roll of the Lost, while adding to it until such time as the barrier is dropped and the councils can be formally rejoined as one.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== The Text ====&lt;br /&gt;
Margred&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Margred, sometimes spelled Mwrthgrd or Margryd, is the first named Hierarch within the Rolls of the Lost. Hierophantic memory recalls her as a conduit between Imaera and the sylvan people, but the specifics of how she came to be a chosen of Imaera, and what magics she personally possessed, were lost. Imagery of Margred was common in Yuriqen, but depictions varied, and such representations are, at best, fanciful ideals.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; is first of the lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
only her name survives&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
through time we forgot&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how she made us&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
what magic&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
was once&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
hers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Second is Meinwen the Gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Meinwen is the second individual mentioned within the Rolls of the Lost. There is some confusion as to the translation of her epithet, as within the Sylvan there are multiple meanings for the word Aurl, all contextual variations on the concept of gold. As such, whether ‘the Gold’ refers to hair color, political standing, birth month, or family association is unclear. The oral tradition from which the Roll of the Lost is derived further complicates the situation, as the original term might not be from ‘Aurl’ at all, but instead from a similar sounding source term such as ‘Arl’, which means one-armed, or ‘Aerl’, translated as ‘fragranced’.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Imaera’s beloved&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
keeper of Her words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
yet life was short&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
gone like leaves&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in fresh&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
snow&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Third, we sing of Hefina&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
who lifted us skywards&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
unbound from the ground&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and outside greed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Colonialism within Elanthia is a larger topic than this document has room to address. Consumptive cultural practice as precursor to colonial action and ultimately colonial oversight is well-documented, however. External acquisitions of sylvan heritage crafts and practices of cultural patrimony, both tangible and intangible, are widely regarded to have served non-sylvan interests more than sylvan interests, and attempts to maintain cultural primacy led to a breakdown in the sylvan relationship with exterior cultures.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
into trees&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
borne on&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
boughs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fourth came our pride, Citlalli&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
arise, D&#039;ahranal&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Under the leadership of Hierarch Citlalli and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the D&#039;ahranal system of guilds and interdisciplinary membership bodies was created. The political ramifications of the D’ahranal organization were threefold. First, the D’ahranal served to break up growing power centers via lineage, replacing ties of blood with ties of interest. This was a social leveling device that promoted equity, removing in-born advantages derived from family affiliation. Second, the D’ahranal provided limited self-governance and autonomy to the various guilds, while placing them firmly under the overall oversight of the High Council. Each D’ahranal could police its own membership and set its own system of recognition and demotion, but the groups were expected, overall, to conform to social and economic norms set by the High Council. Third, the D’ahranal provided opportunities for service and leadership for those outside of the hierophantic schema. This created pro-social benefits for engagement with community that were previously denied to most of the population.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how we self govern&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and each is placed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
each is known&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by strong&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
bonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tuwm, fifth, led from Ithnishmyn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
swayed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The agreement between Hierarch Tuwm and Eislemar was reached after discussion that excluded the rest of the High Council. It is not known what arguments Eislemar made that persuaded Tuwm to agree to the dismantling of Ithnishmyn, but the arguments were buttressed, in part, related by the strength of Eislemar’s populist support and a growing fear that the High Council would be supplanted if drastic measures were not undertaken.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; by Eislemar’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eislemar Nathlai was a member and later cavalot of Tyesteron D’ahranal, and a mage by training. His power outside of his D’ahranal was driven by xenophobia and fear-mongering, largely concerning the kidnapping and enslavement of sylvan youth by elves. Though some kidnappings did occur, modern scholarship indicates that this rhetoric was overblown, and no wide-scale system of sylvan enslavement actually occurred.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in the high gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Again, the term ‘Aurl’ is used, in this case very clearly in the context of color. Following the events of the Trail of Ages and the Golden Anvil, the term ‘aurl’ became a pejorative within sylvan storytelling, and for a time, gold fell out of favor as a material or descriptor. This led to a preference for vaalin, though the elven monopoly on the material in later days led to resurgence in the use of non-metallic materials.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; grass&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
both lie broken&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The ultimate disposition of Eislemar’s remains is contested. Some versions of the story of his end leave him in the gullet of the wyrm, screaming until death and abandoned in the sylvan flight from danger. Others, kinder in their telling, and perhaps more closely affiliated with the deceased, leave Eislemar buried on the field. Curiously, the versions differ in the role of Tuwm, a Hierarch of the High Council. In both iterations she dies along with Eislemar, though in stories wherein Eislemar is swallowed, she is referred to as the Primary Hierarch, while in stories where he is buried, she is also noted to additionally be his sister. A familial relationship between the two would give more reason for Eislemar’s power with the Council, but to believe that version of events would also require to believe that the wyrm did not make away with his corpse, and would cast doubt on the gains of the D’ahranal in breaking down blood kin-based power dynamics during this period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
lost for pride&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to foul&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wyrm&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sixth we recall Roswytha&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
mother of Oriahn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
violence&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Undead War and the final battle at Maelshyve decimated the sylvan army and resulted in the death of Oriahn Delsechal, the leader of the elite scouting unit known as the Eranishal. Oriahn’s death was a great blow to the sylvan people, and his name is still held in high esteem. As an honor, to be considered ‘Yr’Oriahn’, literally translated as, ‘Of the tree of Oriahn’, is to be regarded as a sylvan of high valor and merit by the High Council.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was done&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
peace was undone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and her hopes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a cold&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wail&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriahn was the only child of Hierarch Roswytha, sometimes known as the Hierophantic Augur, and a descendent of Tydfil, a Hierarch during the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail who was lost at the Golden Anvil. Roswytha never revealed any additional details of Oriahn’s parentage, only ever stating, in childhood, that he was ‘...a gift from Imaera…’. Upon learning of his death, Roswytha cried out, ‘...undone, undone, it was not Imaera, but Gosaena! Oh, how we are undone!’ and threw herself from the height of the great tree at the center of Nevishrim, breaking her body on the ground below.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Maelle, seventh, had the sight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and from Nevishrim&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though it was hoped that Nevishrim would be the final and lasting city of the sylvan, far from the incursions of elves and the taint of the losses in the Golden Anvil, these hopes were dashed with the deaths of Oriahn and his mother Roswytha. The Hierarch who followed Roswytha, Maelle, was gifted with divinatory sight and with the ability to speak directly to the spirits of the forest, the rocks and stones, the creeks and running waters. Her Sight was instrumental in locating the glade and modwirs in which Yuriqen in Andemyon, ‘The Trees of the Sky at the Edge of All’ was constructed, as well as obtaining the blessing of the local spirits for the sylvan people to reside there.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; led&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to silver aspens&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and modwirs great&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yuriqen&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
at last&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
home&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Annotations and Comments ====&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Roll_of_the_Lost&amp;diff=246130</id>
		<title>Roll of the Lost</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Roll_of_the_Lost&amp;diff=246130"/>
		<updated>2025-09-20T18:27:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Created page with &amp;quot; === The Roll of the Lost === &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;A Short Reading with Notes&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;   &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;  ==== Introductory Notes ==== Our tradition is an oral history, passed down through the generations and years via the hierophantic memory. As such, when written, some nuance of performance is lost. Herein, I have attempted to illustrate sections of our poetical&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on sylvan poeticals, see Gael (5...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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=== The Roll of the Lost ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A Short Reading with Notes&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Introductory Notes ====&lt;br /&gt;
Our tradition is an oral history, passed down through the generations and years via the hierophantic memory. As such, when written, some nuance of performance is lost. Herein, I have attempted to illustrate sections of our poetical&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on sylvan poeticals, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; roll of the lost, specifically that section which details the Primary Hierarchs of our High Council of the Sylvisterai.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though the High Council has existed since before the founding of Ithnishmyn, within our histories we divide it temporally into several periods; the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade, and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first sylvan government, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in Imaera’s Grace, is usually referred to simply as Imaera’s Council. This period is marked by the direct presence of Imaera in sylvan life, as She guided her chosen people away from the dangers lingering from the Ur-Daemon Wars.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs was a period of settlement, during which many core sylvan institutions, such as the D&#039;ahranals, were established.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail comprises those years of wandering and loss after the desertion of Ithnishmyn and Nevishrim. These are sometimes also referred to as the Councils of Loss or the Councils of the Golden Anvil. The choice to use either of the alternate terms is highly political, and indicative of familial and academic ties and allegiances to particular schools of history and theory. Those who use the term Councils of Loss extend their conceptualization of this period to include the founding, residence within, and abandonment of Nevishrim. (This inclusive of the Undead War.) Those who use the term Councils of the Golden Anvil separate the period of travel between the dissolution of Ithnishmyn and the settlement of Nevishrim.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade oversaw a golden age of sylvan culture. During this time Yuriqen rose, and Imaera’s people again felt Her hand in their constructions and discoveries. It was a time of art, culture, and family, as the population rose and the Seven Modwirs were filled with hope and the sounds of children’s voices.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Yuriqen was lost, the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Glade was split. Some members of the High Council remained in Yuriqen when the barrier went up, while others remained outside, sacrificing their place in the city to serve as a traveling government in exile. Those who made that sacrifice became the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Wild. Making oaths to Imaera to preserve the hierophantic memory, and oaths to Gosaena to accept their burden even beyond death, they have remained hidden and on the move ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a consequence of the Greater Nanrithowan, hierophantic memory has been severed between those who reside within the Silver Veil, and those who reside without, in the larger Wild. As such, the Hierarchs of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild, derived as they are from the line of the lost High Council in Yuriqen, have a sacred duty to preserve the Roll of the Lost, while adding to it until such time as the barrier is dropped and the councils can be formally rejoined as one.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== The Text ====&lt;br /&gt;
Margred&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Margred, sometimes spelled Mwrthgrd or Margryd, is the first named Hierarch within the Rolls of the Lost. Hierophantic memory recalls her as a conduit between Imaera and the sylvan people, but the specifics of how she came to be a chosen of Imaera, and what magics she personally possessed, were lost. Imagery of Margred was common in Yuriqen, but depictions varied, and such representations are, at best, fanciful ideals.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; is first of the lost&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
only her name survives&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
through time we forgot&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how she made us&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
what magic&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
was once&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
hers&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Second is Meinwen the Gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Meinwen is the second individual mentioned within the Rolls of the Lost. There is some confusion as to the translation of her epithet, as within the Sylvan there are multiple meanings for the word Aurl, all contextual variations on the concept of gold. As such, whether ‘the Gold’ refers to hair color, political standing, birth month, or family association is unclear. The oral tradition from which the Roll of the Lost is derived further complicates the situation, as the original term might not be from ‘Aurl’ at all, but instead from a similar sounding source term such as ‘Arl’, which means one-armed, or ‘Aerl’, translated as ‘fragranced’.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Imaera’s beloved&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
keeper of Her words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
yet life was short&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
gone like leaves&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in fresh&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
snow&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Third, we sing of Hefina&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
who lifted us skywards&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
unbound from the ground&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and outside greed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Colonialism within Elanthia is a larger topic than this document has room to address. Consumptive cultural practice as precursor to colonial action and ultimately colonial oversight is well-documented, however. External acquisitions of sylvan heritage crafts and practices of cultural patrimony, both tangible and intangible, are widely regarded to have served non-sylvan interests more than sylvan interests, and attempts to maintain cultural primacy led to a breakdown in the sylvan relationship with exterior cultures.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
into trees&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
borne on&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
boughs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fourth came our pride, Citlalli&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
arise, D&#039;ahranal&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Under the leadership of Hierarch Citlalli and the High Council of the Sylvisterai in the Boughs, the D&#039;ahranal system of guilds and interdisciplinary membership bodies was created. The political ramifications of the D’ahranal organization were threefold. First, the D’ahranal served to break up growing power centers via lineage, replacing ties of blood with ties of interest. This was a social leveling device that promoted equity, removing in-born advantages derived from family affiliation. Second, the D’ahranal provided limited self-governance and autonomy to the various guilds, while placing them firmly under the overall oversight of the High Council. Each D’ahranal could police its own membership and set its own system of recognition and demotion, but the groups were expected, overall, to conform to social and economic norms set by the High Council. Third, the D’ahranal provided opportunities for service and leadership for those outside of the hierophantic schema. This created pro-social benefits for engagement with community that were previously denied to most of the population.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
how we self govern&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and each is placed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
each is known&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
by strong&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
bonds&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tuwm, fifth, led from Ithnishmyn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
swayed&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The agreement between Hierarch Tuwm and Eislemar was reached after discussion that excluded the rest of the High Council. It is not known what arguments Eislemar made that persuaded Tuwm to agree to the dismantling of Ithnishmyn, but the arguments were buttressed, in part, related by the strength of Eislemar’s populist support and a growing fear that the High Council would be supplanted if drastic measures were not undertaken.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; by Eislemar’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eislemar Nathlai was a member and later cavalot of Tyesteron D’ahranal, and a mage by training. His power outside of his D’ahranal was driven by xenophobia and fear-mongering, largely concerning the kidnapping and enslavement of sylvan youth by elves. Though some kidnappings did occur, modern scholarship indicates that this rhetoric was overblown, and no wide-scale system of sylvan enslavement actually occurred.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; words&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
in the high gold&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Again, the term ‘Aurl’ is used, in this case very clearly in the context of color. Following the events of the Trail of Ages and the Golden Anvil, the term ‘aurl’ became a pejorative within sylvan storytelling, and for a time, gold fell out of favor as a material or descriptor. This led to a preference for vaalin, though the elven monopoly on the material in later days led to resurgence in the use of non-metallic materials.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; grass&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
both lie broken&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The ultimate disposition of Eislemar’s remains is contested. Some versions of the story of his end leave him in the gullet of the wyrm, screaming until death and abandoned in the sylvan flight from danger. Others, kinder in their telling, and perhaps more closely affiliated with the deceased, leave Eislemar buried on the field. Curiously, the versions differ in the role of Tuwm, a Hierarch of the High Council. In both iterations she dies along with Eislemar, though in stories wherein Eislemar is swallowed, she is referred to as the Primary Hierarch, while in stories where he is buried, she is also noted to additionally be his sister. A familial relationship between the two would give more reason for Eislemar’s power with the Council, but to believe that version of events would also require to believe that the wyrm did not make away with his corpse, and would cast doubt on the gains of the D’ahranal in breaking down blood kin-based power dynamics during this period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
lost for pride&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to foul&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wyrm&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sixth we recall Roswytha&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
mother of Oriahn&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
violence&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Undead War and the final battle at Maelshyve decimated the sylvan army and resulted in the death of Oriahn Delsechal, the leader of the elite scouting unit known as the Eranishal. Oriahn’s death was a great blow to the sylvan people, and his name is still held in high esteem. As an honor, to be considered ‘Yr’Oriahn’, literally translated as, ‘Of the tree of Oriahn’, is to be regarded as a sylvan of high valor and merit by the High Council.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was done&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
peace was undone&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and her hopes&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
a cold&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
wail&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriahn was the only child of Hierarch Roswytha, sometimes known as the Hierophantic Augur, and a descendent of Tydfil, a Hierarch during the High Council of the Sylvisterai on the Trail who was lost at the Golden Anvil. Roswytha never revealed any additional details of Oriahn’s parentage, only ever stating, in childhood, that he was ‘...a gift from Imaera…’. Upon learning of his death, Roswytha cried out, ‘...undone, undone, it was not Imaera, but Gosaena! Oh, how we are undone!’ and threw herself from the height of the great tree at the center of Nevishrim, breaking her body on the ground below.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Maelle, seventh, had the sight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and from Nevishrim&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Though it was hoped that Nevishrim would be the final and lasting city of the sylvan, far from the incursions of elves and the taint of the losses in the Golden Anvil, these hopes were dashed with the deaths of Oriahn and his mother Roswytha. The Hierarch who followed Roswytha, Maelle, was gifted with divinatory sight and with the ability to speak directly to the spirits of the forest, the rocks and stones, the creeks and running waters. Her Sight was instrumental in locating the glade and modwirs in which Yuriqen in Andemyon, ‘The Trees of the Sky at the Edge of All’ was constructed, as well as obtaining the blessing of the local spirits for the sylvan people to reside there.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; led&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
to silver aspens&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
and modwirs great&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yuriqen&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
at last&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
home&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Annotations and Comments ====&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246129</id>
		<title>Announcement: The Roll of the Lost Released (with footnotes)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246129"/>
		<updated>2025-09-20T18:21:08Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
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|subject=New Lore Document: The Roll of the Lost&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-09-20&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
After much encouragement from her young pupil, Tiwlip has shared her annotated notes on the section of the sylvan [[Roll of the Lost]] that concerns the history of the Hierarchs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Discord discussion can be found here: TBD&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
A new lore document concerning sylvan history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246128</id>
		<title>Announcement: The Roll of the Lost Released (with footnotes)</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Document: The Roll of the Lost&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-09-20&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
After much encouragement from her young pupil, Tiwlip has shared her annotated notes on the section of the sylvan [[Roll of the Lost]]that concerns the history of the Hierarchs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Discord discussion can be found here: TBD&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
A new lore document concerning sylvan history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246127</id>
		<title>Announcement: The Roll of the Lost Released (with footnotes)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246127"/>
		<updated>2025-09-20T18:20:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Document: The Roll of the Lost&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-09-20&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
After much encouragement from her young pupil, Tiwlip has shared her annotated notes on the section of the sylvan &amp;lt;nowiki&amp;gt;[[Roll of the Lost]]&amp;lt;/nowiki&amp;gt; that concerns the history of the Hierarchs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Discord discussion can be found here: TBD&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
A new lore document concerning sylvan history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246126</id>
		<title>Announcement: The Roll of the Lost Released (with footnotes)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246126"/>
		<updated>2025-09-20T18:19:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Document: The Roll of the Lost&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-09-20&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
After much encouragement from her young pupil, Tiwlip has shared her annotated notes on the section of the sylvan [[Roll of the Lost][ that concerns the history of the Hierarchs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Discord discussion can be found here: TBD&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
A new lore document concerning sylvan history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246125</id>
		<title>Announcement: The Roll of the Lost Released (with footnotes)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_The_Roll_of_the_Lost_Released_(with_footnotes)&amp;diff=246125"/>
		<updated>2025-09-20T18:19:21Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: The Roll of the Lost document has been released.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Document: The Roll of the Lost&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-09-20&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
After much encouragement from her young pupil, Tiwlip has shared her annotated notes on the section of the sylvan [Roll of the Lost] that concerns the history of the Hierarchs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Discord discussion can be found here: TBD&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
A new lore document concerning sylvan history.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_New_Lore_about_the_Acqsael&amp;diff=240421</id>
		<title>Announcement: New Lore about the Acqsael</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_New_Lore_about_the_Acqsael&amp;diff=240421"/>
		<updated>2025-06-20T14:24:38Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* tldr */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=Premium&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore about the Acqsael&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-VALYRKA&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-06-13&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
As part of the Premium Summer festival, [[:Category:Currents of Myth|Currents of Myth]], please learn about the materials and gems from under the deep in a new section in this document about [[The Acqsael]].&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Read Only Forum: https://discord.com/channels/226045346399256576/1377859468309696563&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Discussion Forum: https://discord.com/channels/226045346399256576/1383110347572908192&lt;br /&gt;
{{DEFAULTSORT:New Lore about the Acqsael}}&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
As part of the Premium Summer festival, [[:Category:Currents of Myth|Currents of Myth]], please learn about the materials and gems from under the deep in a new section in this document about [[The Acqsael]].&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting_and_Questions&amp;diff=239705</id>
		<title>Announcement: Sylvan OOC Meeting and Questions</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting_and_Questions&amp;diff=239705"/>
		<updated>2025-06-11T12:20:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=Opinions wanted: Have your say on the future of Yuriqen!&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-06-11&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ahead of the OOC sylvankind meeting on Saturday at 2PM Eastern, these are questions I&#039;d like us to think about. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
# What were the original in-game or development reasons for closing off access to Yuriqen, and have those reasons changed over time?&lt;br /&gt;
# What role could Yuriqen play in today’s game world narratively, mechanically, or socially if it were reopened?&lt;br /&gt;
# What potential drawbacks or balance concerns could arise from re-opening Yuriqen, especially regarding rewards, difficulty, or exclusivity?&lt;br /&gt;
# How have past reintroductions or revamps of legacy areas or events worked out, and what can we learn from them?&lt;br /&gt;
# How do different segments of the Gemstone IV playerbase, meaning long-time players, roleplayers, and mechanics-focused players, feel about bringing Yuriqen back?&lt;br /&gt;
# What does Yuriqen represent to sylvankind players in terms of heritage, identity, and cultural immersion, and how might re-opening it impact that connection?&lt;br /&gt;
# How do sylvankind players feel about the current in-game representation of their race’s lore, and could reintroducing Yuriqen help fill any narrative or thematic gaps?&lt;br /&gt;
# What are the concerns among sylvankind players about re-opening Yuriqen, such as potential over-commercialization, lore dilution, or limited access, and how might they be addressed?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thoughts can be shared at the meeting, on the sylvankind section of the official Discord, and via email to Itzel at GS4-Itzel@play.net.&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
We&#039;re thinking about the future of Yuriqen in lore and mechanics. Please participate in the discussion!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting_and_Questions&amp;diff=239704</id>
		<title>Announcement: Sylvan OOC Meeting and Questions</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting_and_Questions&amp;diff=239704"/>
		<updated>2025-06-11T12:19:45Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: There&amp;#039;s a meeting on 14 June at 2PM Eastern to discuss sylvankind and Yuriqen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=Opinions wanted: Have your say on the future of Yuriqen!&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-06-11&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ahead of the OOC sylvankind meeting on Saturday at 2PM Eastern, these are questions I&#039;d like us to think about. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
**1. What were the original in-game or development reasons for closing off access to Yuriqen, and have those reasons changed over time?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2. What role could Yuriqen play in today’s game world narratively, mechanically, or socially if it were reopened?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3. What potential drawbacks or balance concerns could arise from re-opening Yuriqen, especially regarding rewards, difficulty, or exclusivity?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
4. How have past reintroductions or revamps of legacy areas or events worked out, and what can we learn from them?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
5. How do different segments of the Gemstone IV playerbase, meaning long-time players, roleplayers, and mechanics-focused players, feel about bringing Yuriqen back?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
6. What does Yuriqen represent to sylvankind players in terms of heritage, identity, and cultural immersion, and how might re-opening it impact that connection?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
7. How do sylvankind players feel about the current in-game representation of their race’s lore, and could reintroducing Yuriqen help fill any narrative or thematic gaps?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
8. What are the concerns among sylvankind players about re-opening Yuriqen, such as potential over-commercialization, lore dilution, or limited access, and how might they be addressed?**&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thoughts can be shared at the meeting, on the sylvankind section of the official Discord, and via email to Itzel at GS4-Itzel@play.net.&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
We&#039;re thinking about the future of Yuriqen in lore and mechanics. Please participate in the discussion!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Dra%27Elstin_Arrives!&amp;diff=238489</id>
		<title>Announcement: Dra&#039;Elstin Arrives!</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Dra%27Elstin_Arrives!&amp;diff=238489"/>
		<updated>2025-05-17T15:49:15Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: It&amp;#039;s a sylvan holiday, with shops, merchants, and events.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=Events&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=Dra&#039;Elistin Arrives in the Sylvan Camp&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-05-17&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
The Wild Awakening is upon us!  Today the forest has begun waking for spring, and the Sylvisterai in the Wild welcome kin and friend to join in the celebration of Dra&#039;Elstin. The camp is located off of Gyldemar Road.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today&#039;s expected festivities include:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Rootsong Dirge - Noon Eastern&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Veil of Shifting Faces - 1 PM Eastern&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Feast of Borrowed Voices - 8 PM Eastern&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In between events, enjoy the wares of local artisans and traveling sylvan merchants, who will be dropping in throughout the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
It&#039;s a sylvan holiday, with shops, merchants, and events.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_Language_Gains_Traction&amp;diff=238478</id>
		<title>Announcement: Sylvan Language Gains Traction</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_Language_Gains_Traction&amp;diff=238478"/>
		<updated>2025-05-16T09:15:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: New sylvan terms&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Additions: Sylvan Lexicon&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-05-16&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
With the recent arrival of the Sylvisterai in the Wild outside of Ta&#039;Illistim, new words and phrases from the sylvan language are being spoken and whispered in the city&#039;s streets and taverns.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
++&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are several new additions to the [[Sylvan_Lexicon| Sylvan Lexicon]], including:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
New conversational phrases!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
New terms concerning love and grief!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
New types of clothing!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
New kinds of jewelry!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
New ritual accessories!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thanks to Xynwen for guiding this through review, and to Mariath for getting it through QC.&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
New sylvan terms are [[Sylvan_Lexicon| here]].&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Sylvan_Lexicon&amp;diff=238477</id>
		<title>Sylvan Lexicon</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Sylvan_Lexicon&amp;diff=238477"/>
		<updated>2025-05-16T08:58:03Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Sylvan Lexicon */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{official-document}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== The Sylvan Language ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Introduction ===&lt;br /&gt;
The following notes on the sylvan language refer primarily to its usage in the spoken form. In the written form additional variations may occur.  Discrepancies between past translations and more recent efforts are most likely to show in written formats and are no reflection on the rigors of past scholarship.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Basics of Phonetics and Pronunciation ===&lt;br /&gt;
The language of the sylvan people is referred to as Sylvankind in Common and Yrthalen in the actual sylvan tongue.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vowels in Yrthalen include:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A (ah), E (eh), I (ee), O (oh), Y (ee/ih), and U (oo)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Consonants in Yrthalen include:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Soft and flowing sounds (L, R, V, S, TH, Y) with some harder stops (T, K, D)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Stresses in Yrthalen are generally on the second-to-last syllable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Grammar ===&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Word Order: Subject-Object-Verb (SOV)&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Example: I the tree see → Yn yrthalen eveth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Possession: Genitive is formed by prefixing yr- or nyr- (for personal possession).&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Example: Yr sael Yuriqen (The art of Yuriqen)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Plurals: Formed by doubling the final vowel.&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Example: rolton (sheep) → roltoon (sheep, plural)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Adjectives: Precede nouns.&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Example: lythela yrthalen (ethereal summer tree)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Verb Conjugation:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Present: Root + -eth (eveth = sees)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Past: Root + -iel (eviel = saw)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Future: Root + -en (even = will see)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== New Vocabulary Terms ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Common Actions and Verbs ====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Aneveth&lt;br /&gt;
|To carry, to transport&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Athgosan&lt;br /&gt;
|To mourn, to honor the dead&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ensael&lt;br /&gt;
|To create or express art&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Eveth&lt;br /&gt;
|To see, to observe&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ieveth&lt;br /&gt;
|To call, to summon&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ieviel&lt;br /&gt;
|To release&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Rivelyniel&lt;br /&gt;
|To remember&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Tahl&lt;br /&gt;
|To listen, to pay attention&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Thanar&lt;br /&gt;
|To call to duty&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Velas&lt;br /&gt;
|To bind&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Storytelling and Poetry ====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Acal&#039;lyssan&lt;br /&gt;
|Whispered legend&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ensaelyth&lt;br /&gt;
|Tale-weaving&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Itharaen&lt;br /&gt;
|Mythic journey&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Lythelan&#039;thar&lt;br /&gt;
|Song of summer&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Rivelyn&#039;lyss&lt;br /&gt;
|Echo of the past&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Tahl&#039;yrthalen&lt;br /&gt;
|Listen to the forest&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Yrsaelan&#039;kai&lt;br /&gt;
|Carved tale&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Love ====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Acal&#039;yrien&lt;br /&gt;
|Secret longing&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Alore&#039;vaniel&lt;br /&gt;
|Love discovered&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ivelyth&#039;karin&lt;br /&gt;
|Sacred bond&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Lythela&#039;vren&lt;br /&gt;
|Summer embrace&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Rivelyn&#039;athiel&lt;br /&gt;
|Eternal devotion&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Sael&#039;ithara&lt;br /&gt;
|Art of passion&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Vyshath&#039;lyra&lt;br /&gt;
|Gentle touch&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Grief ====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Acal&#039;lyssara&lt;br /&gt;
|Shadow of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Caelriven&#039;thal&lt;br /&gt;
|Amber-lit farewell&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Rivelyn&#039;kareth&lt;br /&gt;
|Memory of loss&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Sael&#039;vithan&lt;br /&gt;
|Grief painted in art&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Thal&#039;verith&lt;br /&gt;
|Silent night of remembrance&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Greetings and Partings ====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Phrase&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&amp;quot;Acalen wan&#039;lythela.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|May your festival be filled with light.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&amp;quot;Sael eth ilyraelin.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|Art is like fireflies. (A common Sylvan greeting)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&amp;quot;Tahl yrthalen, enwan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|How is the forest, friend? (Equivalent to &amp;quot;How are you?&amp;quot;)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|&amp;quot;Yrieth vel ataela.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|The wind carries the clouds. (A poetic way to say goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Ceremonial Clothing ====&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===== Garments =====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Caelriven&lt;br /&gt;
|Amber-threaded robe, worn for rites of remembrance&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Velas&#039;than&lt;br /&gt;
|Armband denoting membership in a particular D&#039;ahranal&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Iveth’garin&lt;br /&gt;
|Mourning cloak, deep blue or violet, worn during Ivethlyss&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Rith&lt;br /&gt;
|Hood or hairwrap affixed with gems and trinkets, worn to denote social or political stances&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Saelaraen&lt;br /&gt;
|Ritual chest-wrap of the artisan, embroidered with sacred patterns&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Thal’verian&lt;br /&gt;
|Night-ceremony cloak, embroidered with starlike patterns&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Yrsael’waneth&lt;br /&gt;
|Festival tunic, worn during the tree-art ceremony&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===== Jewelry =====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Acal’theris&lt;br /&gt;
|Shadow-carved gemstone, worn by night travelers&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Ivren’saelar&lt;br /&gt;
|Spirit-bonded necklace, given to soulmates&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Tyshathen&lt;br /&gt;
|Red zircon pendant, symbolizes deep emotion or grief&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Vyshathen&lt;br /&gt;
|Blue-green zircon ring, associated with wisdom and clarity&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===== Accessories =====&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|&#039;&#039;&#039;Meaning&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Cavelyr’aneth&lt;br /&gt;
|Dancer’s anklets, used in traditional performances&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Nanrith’thir&lt;br /&gt;
|Warding veil, worn by priestesses during protection rituals&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Thal&#039;vireth&lt;br /&gt;
|Celestial diadem, worn by ritual participants in night rituals&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Yrieth’wanir&lt;br /&gt;
|Wind-crowned circlet, given to those honored in festivals&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|Yrsael’tharen&lt;br /&gt;
|Tree-etched torc, gifted to skilled artisans&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Ongoing Collation ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A list of confirmed words in Sylvan.  For suggestions/additions, please use the Discussion page and include a link to the relevant document the term is used in (or if it is an in-game item/location, enough information staff can find it for review).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Translation&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Roots&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Originating Documentation&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Date Introduced&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Other Info&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ataela || &amp;quot;cloudsilk&amp;quot; || Based on the root for cloud || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || A type of sylvan silk (similar to RL batik)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavelta || &amp;quot;dancing rolton&amp;quot; || Based on the root for dance || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || Also known as the cavelta rolton.  A type of sylvan rolton&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavela || Unknown || Based on the root for dance/cavelta rolton || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || A type of thin, supple leather or suede from the hide of a cavelta&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ivelyrael || Loosely &amp;quot;caretaker of the sacred grove&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || Part of the ivethlyss death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyssatha || Loosely &amp;quot;recitation to the trees&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A prayer recited during an ivethlyss&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Caelrivel || Loosely &amp;quot;rites of amber&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A sylvan death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rivelyn || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A glassworked bead including ashes of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Athgosael || Unknown || Unknown (though &amp;quot;gos&amp;quot; appears to come from Gosaena) || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || Death rites for sylvans following or inspired by the worship of Gosaena&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rantylan || &amp;quot;the Summoner || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A large drum beat upon the death of a council member&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Tyshveriel || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A zircon-based tea ceremony&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Tyshath || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A rare deep red zircon with dark purple starring&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Vyshath || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A rare blue-green zircon&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Aelyreth || Loosely &amp;quot;ceremony of the fallen leaves&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A sylvan funeral ceremony&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ilyraelin || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 ||  A clothing style/trend that captures fireflies in mesh netting&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyraev || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A ceremonial releasing of fireflies caught in mesh netting upon one&#039;s clothes&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ivethlyss || &amp;quot;telling the trees&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Telling the Bees|Telling the Bees: Death Rituals of the Forest Gnomes]] || 2022 || Sylvan death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyshaelyn || Unknown || Unknown || [[Glassworking/A Continuation|Artisanal Glasses of Elanthia: A Continuation]] || September 2022 || Sylvan glassworking - a type of dichroic glass&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ithaenil || Unknown || Unknown || [[Glassworking/A Continuation|Artisanal Glasses of Elanthia: A Continuation]] || September 2022 || A subset of lyshaelyn glassworking&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Atala yr&#039;cavel || Cloud dancer || originating from the phrase &amp;quot;leaving the trees to dance in the clouds&amp;quot; || [[Library Mouse|A Library Mouse By Any Other Name]] || February 2021 || Sylvan term for bookworm &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Arg&#039;Hamim || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Sylvan ritual of initiation&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Dra&#039;Elstin ||  Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Sylvan annual spring festival, occurs during Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Nevishrim || &amp;quot;Pearl at Mountain&#039;s Foot&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to the city-forest established after the sylvan left Ithnishmyn&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Alandalore || &amp;quot;the lost is found&amp;quot; || From &amp;quot;alore&amp;quot; (a term for finding) and unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to a human child found during the migration west after dismantling Nevishrim&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Hyrrad (plural, hyrrad) ||  Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A temporary dwelling of thick canvas, insulating the occupants from weather&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Andemyon || &amp;quot;edge of all&amp;quot; ||  From &amp;quot;andemit&amp;quot; (a term for edges) || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to a river that formed a boundary to the western edge of the forest in which Yuriqen was located&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavalot || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Elected leaders for the original D&#039;ahranal assembly&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Yuriqen || Trees of the Sky || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A sylvan city built on seven modwirs&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ne&#039;Yuscarl || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Border guards of Yuriqen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Nanrithowan || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Warding magic used at Yuriqen &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rithowan || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Turns the effects of nanrithowan from disorientation to a heightened awareness and perception &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Yr || most likely a prefix version of &amp;quot;tree&amp;quot; || N/A || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Used in the names of the 7 modwirs of Yuriqen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Lythela||Roughly &amp;quot;Summer&#039;s Ethereal Light&amp;quot; || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Estival Holidays| Estival, or Summer, Holidays]]||June 2024||Believed to be Sylvan in origin, this is a term only found in the Wyrdeep. It is the name of a summer solstice celebration there, and the rough translation is said to be &amp;quot;Summer&#039;s Ethereal Light.&amp;quot; The day after is named &amp;quot;Af&#039;Lytha&amp;quot; but this is believed to be Wyrdeep slang and not actual Sylvan.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Acal||A truncation of a term for shade or shadow || Unknown|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael&#039;wan||Literally &amp;quot;tree art ceremony&amp;quot; || From &amp;quot;yrsael&amp;quot; (art of the woods) and &amp;quot;wan&amp;quot; (festival)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan ceremony involving tree art&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Wan||An affix for festival || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsaelan||A type of tree art ( shortened from yrsael alore andemit) || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan artform&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael alore andemit||Colloquially, yrsaelan, &amp;quot;Finding the opposite edges of art within the tree) || from &amp;quot;yrsael&amp;quot; (art of the woods), &amp;quot;alore&amp;quot; (a term for finding), and &amp;quot;andemit&amp;quot; (a term for edges)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan artform&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Alore||Finding || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Andemit||Edges, metaphysically || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael||Art of the trees/woods || From &amp;quot;yr&amp;quot; (tree) and &amp;quot;sael&amp;quot; (one of several terms for art)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Sael||One of several terms for art || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Races and Cultures]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Languages]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category: Sylvans]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting&amp;diff=238206</id>
		<title>Announcement: Sylvan OOC Meeting</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Sylvan_OOC_Meeting&amp;diff=238206"/>
		<updated>2025-05-09T14:35:50Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: An OOC Sylvan Meeting will be held on the 14th of June at 2:30 PM Eastern.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=General&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=Announcement: OOC Sylvan Meeting&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-06-14&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
An OOC meeting concerning the Sylvan will be held on Saturday, the 14th of June at 2:30PM Eastern. A magic portal will be available east of Moot Hall in the Landing and on Ta&#039;Illistim Green in Ta&#039;Illistim before the event, allowing anyone to come to the meeting. There will also be a sign-up list for questions. We&#039;ll take 10-15 minutes quickly going over what&#039;s coming, and then open up the floor for a general question/answer session. If you think you won&#039;t make the meeting, but have a question you want addressed, feel free to drop me a line at GS4-ITZEL@play.net and I&#039;ll do my best to address it!&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
An OOC Sylvan Meeting will be held on the 14th of June at 2:30 PM Eastern.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Spring_Holiday_Addition_(Sylvankind)&amp;diff=238154</id>
		<title>Announcement: Spring Holiday Addition (Sylvankind)</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Announcement:_Spring_Holiday_Addition_(Sylvankind)&amp;diff=238154"/>
		<updated>2025-05-08T07:59:32Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: The Dra&amp;#039;Elstin is a festival held in Ivastaen.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{Announcement&lt;br /&gt;
|category=World&lt;br /&gt;
|subject=New Lore Document: Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
|author=GS4-ITZEL&lt;br /&gt;
|date=2025-05-08&lt;br /&gt;
|changelog=2025&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
A new holiday has been added to the living document on [[Elanthian_Holidays/Vernal_Holidays|Vernal Holidays]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Read all about the wild and otherworldly [[sylvankind]] holiday of [[Dra&#039;Elstin]], typically held during Ivastaen.&lt;br /&gt;
===tldr===&lt;br /&gt;
There&#039;s a new [[sylvankind]] [[Elanthian_Holidays/Vernal_Holidays|holiday]]!&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Dra%27Elstin&amp;diff=238153</id>
		<title>Dra&#039;Elstin</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Dra%27Elstin&amp;diff=238153"/>
		<updated>2025-05-08T07:47:26Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{official-document}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{TOCright}}&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Wild Awakening===&lt;br /&gt;
The festival does not begin at dawn, nor at any planned hour -- it begins when the forest itself decrees it.  The signs are unmistakable: whispers in the branches, a hum in the stones, the sudden bloom of a flower that wasn’t there the night before.  When the first person hears the call, they let loose a piercing cry of renewal, setting off a chain reaction of voices until an entire glade howls with life.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Rootsong Dirge===&lt;br /&gt;
Celebrants press their palms to the soil, humming a low, resonant note that seems to vibrate through their bones.  The roots of the oldest trees shift and twist in response, forming ephemeral patterns in the soil -- visions, omens, and often, mere nonsense. The eldest among those present interpret these signs, declaring the guiding spirit of the season.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Veil of Shifting Faces===&lt;br /&gt;
No one may walk the festival untouched by the forest’s will.  To take part in the Dra&#039;Elstin sylvans gather around a pool of still water, its surface reflecting the sunlight from above.  One by one, they peer into its depths, waiting to see what stares back -- for on this day, reflections don&#039;t always match gaze…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some see themselves as they were in another life, others find their features blurred and shifting, and a rare few glimpse nothing at all.  Whatever the pool reveals, the sylvankind must become.  They alter their appearance accordingly -- some paint their faces with patterns of forgotten beasts, others weave their hair into elaborate knots and spirals resembling the gnarled roots of trees.  A few... embrace stranger changes, distorting their silhouettes with layered cloaks or twisting reeds into false antlers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the duration of the festival, names are left behind.  To call someone by their true name is a transgression, for they are not who they were yesterday.  Instead, they are addressed by whatever form they have chosen for the holiday -- The Crooked One, The Silent Echo, The Moss-Bound.  The boundaries of self shift like the flickering light through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Feast of Borrowed Voices===&lt;br /&gt;
At twilight, the community shares a meal in absolute silence -- save for the voices of the Elstintryth, the mimic-singers, chosen individuals who have spent the past year collecting the words of others.  They echo back stolen phrases, memories, and riddles, crafting a fragmented, dreamlike story that belongs to no one and everyone at once.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Dance of Unraveling===&lt;br /&gt;
As night deepens, a hypnotic dance overtakes the festival.  Some move in slow, deliberate spirals, while others jerk and twitch like windblown leaves.  There is no music, only the sounds of the forest itself -- the snapping of twigs, the rustling of unseen creatures, and the distant, echoing hoots of unseen birds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As dawn creeps in, the festival does not end -- it merely dissolves, like mist under the sun.  The masks are left hanging in the trees, the footprints fade, and the whispers in the branches go quiet once more.  The Dra&#039;Elstin is never the same twice, but those who take part in it carry a piece of its strangeness forever.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Races and Cultures]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Sylvans]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Holidays]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Dra%27Elstin&amp;diff=238152</id>
		<title>Dra&#039;Elstin</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Dra%27Elstin&amp;diff=238152"/>
		<updated>2025-05-08T07:45:42Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
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{{TOCright}}&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Wild Awakening===&lt;br /&gt;
The festival does not begin at dawn, nor at any planned hour -- it begins when the forest itself decrees it.  The signs are unmistakable: whispers in the branches, a hum in the stones, the sudden bloom of a flower that wasn’t there the night before.  When the first person hears the call, they let loose a piercing cry of renewal, setting off a chain reaction of voices until an entire glade howls with life.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Rootsong Dirge===&lt;br /&gt;
Celebrants press their palms to the soil, humming a low, resonant note that seems to vibrate through their bones.  The roots of the oldest trees shift and twist in response, forming ephemeral patterns in the soil -- visions, omens, and often, mere nonsense. The eldest among those present interpret these signs, declaring the guiding spirit of the season.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Veil of Shifting Faces===&lt;br /&gt;
No one may walk the festival untouched by the forest’s will.  To take part in the Dra&#039;Elstin sylvans gather around a pool of still water, its surface reflecting the sunlight from above.  One by one, they peer into its depths, waiting to see what stares back -- for on this day, reflections don&#039;t always match gaze…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some see themselves as they were in another life, others find their features blurred and shifting, and a rare few glimpse nothing at all.  Whatever the pool reveals, the sylvankind must become.  They alter their appearance accordingly -- some paint their faces with patterns of forgotten beasts, others weave their hair into elaborate knots and spirals resembling the gnarled roots of trees.  A few... embrace stranger changes, distorting their silhouettes with layered cloaks or twisting reeds into false antlers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the duration of the festival, names are left behind.  To call someone by their true name is a transgression, for they are not who they were yesterday.  Instead, they are addressed by whatever form they have chosen for the holiday -- The Crooked One, The Silent Echo, The Moss-Bound.  The boundaries of self shift like the flickering light through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Feast of Borrowed Voices===&lt;br /&gt;
At twilight, the community shares a meal in absolute silence -- save for the voices of the Elstintryth, the mimic-singers, chosen individuals who have spent the past year collecting the words of others.  They echo back stolen phrases, memories, and riddles, crafting a fragmented, dreamlike story that belongs to no one and everyone at once.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Dance of Unraveling===&lt;br /&gt;
As night deepens, a hypnotic dance overtakes the festival.  Some move in slow, deliberate spirals, while others jerk and twitch like windblown leaves.  There is no music, only the sounds of the forest itself -- the snapping of twigs, the rustling of unseen creatures, and the distant, echoing hoots of unseen birds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As dawn creeps in, the festival does not end -- it merely dissolves, like mist under the sun.  The masks are left hanging in the trees, the footprints fade, and the whispers in the branches go quiet once more.  The Dra&#039;Elstin is never the same twice, but those who take part in it carry a piece of its strangeness forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[category:Sylvankind]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Holidays]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Wild Awakening===&lt;br /&gt;
The festival does not begin at dawn, nor at any planned hour -- it begins when the forest itself decrees it.  The signs are unmistakable: whispers in the branches, a hum in the stones, the sudden bloom of a flower that wasn’t there the night before.  When the first person hears the call, they let loose a piercing cry of renewal, setting off a chain reaction of voices until an entire glade howls with life.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Rootsong Dirge===&lt;br /&gt;
Celebrants press their palms to the soil, humming a low, resonant note that seems to vibrate through their bones.  The roots of the oldest trees shift and twist in response, forming ephemeral patterns in the soil -- visions, omens, and often, mere nonsense. The eldest among those present interpret these signs, declaring the guiding spirit of the season.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Veil of Shifting Faces===&lt;br /&gt;
No one may walk the festival untouched by the forest’s will.  To take part in the Dra&#039;Elstin sylvans gather around a pool of still water, its surface reflecting the sunlight from above.  One by one, they peer into its depths, waiting to see what stares back -- for on this day, reflections don&#039;t always match gaze…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some see themselves as they were in another life, others find their features blurred and shifting, and a rare few glimpse nothing at all.  Whatever the pool reveals, the sylvankind must become.  They alter their appearance accordingly -- some paint their faces with patterns of forgotten beasts, others weave their hair into elaborate knots and spirals resembling the gnarled roots of trees.  A few... embrace stranger changes, distorting their silhouettes with layered cloaks or twisting reeds into false antlers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the duration of the festival, names are left behind.  To call someone by their true name is a transgression, for they are not who they were yesterday.  Instead, they are addressed by whatever form they have chosen for the holiday -- The Crooked One, The Silent Echo, The Moss-Bound.  The boundaries of self shift like the flickering light through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Feast of Borrowed Voices===&lt;br /&gt;
At twilight, the community shares a meal in absolute silence -- save for the voices of the Elstintryth, the mimic-singers, chosen individuals who have spent the past year collecting the words of others.  They echo back stolen phrases, memories, and riddles, crafting a fragmented, dreamlike story that belongs to no one and everyone at once.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Dance of Unraveling===&lt;br /&gt;
As night deepens, a hypnotic dance overtakes the festival.  Some move in slow, deliberate spirals, while others jerk and twitch like windblown leaves.  There is no music, only the sounds of the forest itself -- the snapping of twigs, the rustling of unseen creatures, and the distant, echoing hoots of unseen birds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As dawn creeps in, the festival does not end -- it merely dissolves, like mist under the sun.  The masks are left hanging in the trees, the footprints fade, and the whispers in the branches go quiet once more.  The Dra&#039;Elstin is never the same twice, but those who take part in it carry a piece of its strangeness forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[category:Races]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Sylvan]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category:Holidays]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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&lt;div&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Wild Awakening===&lt;br /&gt;
The festival does not begin at dawn, nor at any planned hour -- it begins when the forest itself decrees it.  The signs are unmistakable: whispers in the branches, a hum in the stones, the sudden bloom of a flower that wasn’t there the night before.  When the first person hears the call, they let loose a piercing cry of renewal, setting off a chain reaction of voices until an entire glade howls with life.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Rootsong Dirge===&lt;br /&gt;
Celebrants press their palms to the soil, humming a low, resonant note that seems to vibrate through their bones.  The roots of the oldest trees shift and twist in response, forming ephemeral patterns in the soil -- visions, omens, and often, mere nonsense. The eldest among those present interpret these signs, declaring the guiding spirit of the season.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Veil of Shifting Faces===&lt;br /&gt;
No one may walk the festival untouched by the forest’s will.  To take part in the Dra&#039;Elstin sylvans gather around a pool of still water, its surface reflecting the sunlight from above.  One by one, they peer into its depths, waiting to see what stares back -- for on this day, reflections don&#039;t always match gaze…&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Some see themselves as they were in another life, others find their features blurred and shifting, and a rare few glimpse nothing at all.  Whatever the pool reveals, the sylvankind must become.  They alter their appearance accordingly -- some paint their faces with patterns of forgotten beasts, others weave their hair into elaborate knots and spirals resembling the gnarled roots of trees.  A few... embrace stranger changes, distorting their silhouettes with layered cloaks or twisting reeds into false antlers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For the duration of the festival, names are left behind.  To call someone by their true name is a transgression, for they are not who they were yesterday.  Instead, they are addressed by whatever form they have chosen for the holiday -- The Crooked One, The Silent Echo, The Moss-Bound.  The boundaries of self shift like the flickering light through the trees.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Feast of Borrowed Voices===&lt;br /&gt;
At twilight, the community shares a meal in absolute silence -- save for the voices of the Elstintryth, the mimic-singers, chosen individuals who have spent the past year collecting the words of others.  They echo back stolen phrases, memories, and riddles, crafting a fragmented, dreamlike story that belongs to no one and everyone at once.&lt;br /&gt;
===The Dance of Unraveling===&lt;br /&gt;
As night deepens, a hypnotic dance overtakes the festival.  Some move in slow, deliberate spirals, while others jerk and twitch like windblown leaves.  There is no music, only the sounds of the forest itself -- the snapping of twigs, the rustling of unseen creatures, and the distant, echoing hoots of unseen birds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As dawn creeps in, the festival does not end -- it merely dissolves, like mist under the sun.  The masks are left hanging in the trees, the footprints fade, and the whispers in the branches go quiet once more.  The Dra&#039;Elstin is never the same twice, but those who take part in it carry a piece of its strangeness forever.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Elanthian Holidays/Vernal Holidays</title>
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A selection of various spring celebrations found across Elanthia.  This collection encompasses ceremonies from the spring equinox to just before the summer solstice.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Charlatos ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Wyaegleim&#039;Latha ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Wyaegleim&#039;Latha&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; When the first purple saxifrage blooms&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Migrating Giantkin&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Across the breadth of Elanith as giantkin begin their spring migration&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  As the giantkin prepare for their spring migration, the tradition of dyeing and decorating eggs takes center stage.  Originally, eggs were hard-boiled to preserve them during travel, ensuring they remained edible for the journey.  Over time, this practical necessity evolved into a fun and decorative part of the migration preparations.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The eggs, boiled and readied for the journey, are dyed using natural pigments and adorned with intricate designs.  Vinegar and wax, once used as preservatives, now serve to create vibrant colors and patterns on the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;
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: This age-old practice not only preserves the eggs but also adds a festive element to the migration festivities. It symbolizes the cycle of life, the promise of renewal, and the joy of coming together as a community.  As such, the task of collecting eggs is given to children, with elders to guide them.  Practicing a preservationist attitude, the elders teach the children how to find nests, how to carefully collect the egg without disturbing the nest, and to never take too many eggs.  Indeed, to ensure that the avian society is not hindered by this mass collection, the children are taught to always leave behind half plus one of the eggs they find and to leave any nest with only two eggs completely alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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: It is not unheard of for families within the clans to have contests of the collections, just as it is also not unheard of for families to have specific decorations and designs that they place upon their decorated eggs.  Some families have incredibly famous patterns and designs.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;On the Term Wyaegleim&#039;Latha:&#039;&#039; The Old Kannalan name appears to be a portmanteau of sorts, with the term for egg (wyaeg) and one of the many terms for spring (leim) creating a new word used really only during the last weeks of winter and first weeks of spring. It&#039;s come to be translated as &amp;quot;new spring&amp;quot; but its literal translation would be &amp;quot;egg spring.&amp;quot; The celebration&#039;s name, &amp;quot;Wyaegleim&#039;Latha&amp;quot; includes the term for blossoming or flowering of plants. This then means &amp;quot;new spring&#039;s flowering&amp;quot; and the Common translation is simply &amp;quot;the Spring Flowering&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Ceremony of the Spring Flowering.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rarisukan ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rarisukan or the Ceremony of the Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; On the vernal equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All erithi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout Atan Irith&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout erithi culture, walking labyrinths is a meditative experience, and it is not uncommon to find small labyrinths throughout erithi towns and gardens.  It is important to note that these are actual labyrinths and not mazes; the goal is not to create a puzzle one must solve but rather to provide a twisted and convoluted path one must follow.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: As spring puts winter to rest, the erithi take a moment to reflect on the winter they are leaving behind and the abundance that is before them.  In the weeks leading up to the vernal equinox, erithi either create a large labyrinth (if their area does not have a permanent one) or decorate their existing one with fresh flowers, greenery, carved statues, and other items of meaning or significance to the town.  Each labyrinth has at least four free-standing &#039;&#039;dalrai&#039;&#039; or moon gates at various points.  These are elaborately decorated and are meant to signify a passing between one moment and the next -- a time to put aside what one was meditating upon and move on to the next.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
: Participants gather at sunrise on the vernal equinox and queue up to walk the labyrinth.  This carries on throughout the day, and after completing their walk, erithi gather to prepare a traditional [[Erithi Tea Ceremony| rai&#039;kan]] (tea ceremony).  After everyone has had an opportunity to walk the labyrinth, the rai&#039;kan is held, completing the rarisukan.  This typically occurs in late afternoon in order for the erithi to join their Inyexat brethren in the Inyexat vernal equinox celebration.  Local Inyexat often join their erithi compatriots in the rarisukan as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;On Moon Gates:&#039;&#039; The &#039;&#039;dalrai&#039;&#039; or moon gate is an important component to erithi architecture.  Moon gates are circular openings, typically in a garden wall, that range from the simple to the elaborate.  Festival areas for several erithi festivals utilize dalrai as ingresses to the grounds, and meditation gardens often feature them as well.  In addition, the Ceremony of the Labyrinth held in the spring uses multiple freestanding dalrai placed across the labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;
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: There are other races and cultures that use these circular gates, of course.  For example, the Lyx&#039;Valyn or Order of the Moons in Evashir has numerous moon gates at their Order&#039;s main hall.  These &#039;&#039;valynta&#039;&#039; (Dark Elven for moon gate) have different flourishes that represent each moon.  These are always freestanding moon gates, and circular gates within a wall do not hold any specific significance other than aesthetics.&lt;br /&gt;
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:: &#039;&#039;Special Note:&#039;&#039; The Lyx&#039;Valyn, or Order of the Moons, is an order in Evashir dedicated to all celestial bodies, but specifically the moons of Elanthia.  Their factions are the Ivory Shadow, the Nebulous Flamedancer, and the Dark Orb.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Liriviaes===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Liriviaes or the Song of the Falcon&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Vaalor residents&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Vaalor city-state&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: Look to the skies around Ta&#039;Vaalor on the vernal equinox as the first hunt of the spring is heralded with the beloved sport of falconry.  Liriviaes is celebrated across the city-state, primarily by elves, though other races living in the borders have adopted the practice in recent years. In remote hamlets and villages, the day&#039;s events are typically limited to a morning falconry hunt and a communal rabbit stew at noon.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The holiday has significantly more pomp closer to the metropolis. It begins with the ceremonial release of the king&#039;s raptors from atop Guardian Keep, their bounty used in a feast for the nobility later that evening.  For the commonfolk and nobles alike, the day is full of activity and competition, as the Guardian Falconer puts on demonstrations for the children, and falconers face off for the largest catch of various prey and the first successful catch of the day. It should be noted that the winner of the latter is determined by which falconer first manages to coerce the prey from their raptor, not the first bird to return. Small markets pop up around the fortress and environs, where merchants trade raptors, food, wares, and occasionally, run festival games.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A popular childhood legend says that if one uses a quill fashioned from a feather found on the vernal equinox, one will have all the answers to questions in one&#039;s school studies. As such, children are commonly found scouring the ground for lost plumes. Students will guard their Liriviaes quills with fervor.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A final note: Liriviaes translates to &amp;quot;Song of the Falcon&amp;quot; in Common. This often generates the misconception that the bird of prey itself sings (it does not). However, the Elven word for &amp;quot;battle cry&amp;quot; is &#039;&#039;ilirin&#039;&#039;, derived from &#039;&#039;liri&#039;&#039; for &amp;quot;song.&amp;quot; As the cry of falcons is frequently compared to Vaalorian battle cries, which are in turn colloquially known as the &amp;quot;Songs of the Vaalor&amp;quot;  or &#039;&#039;liri&#039;Vaal&#039;&#039;, it&#039;s believed the name of the holiday is an intentional play on words.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka or Star Ceremony of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; This is held on the evening of the vernal equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Inyexat&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Atan Irith&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Inyexat&#039;s most important ceremonies throughout the year revolve around the stars, especially constellations of great import to them.  In the spring, a prominent constellation known to them as the Toadstool (and to others as the Hammer) shines high overhead.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:Occurring on the evening of the vernal equinox, the Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka, or Star Ceremony of the Spring, is held across Atan Irith by the Inyexat.  Erithi close to the Inyexat often participate in this, much as the Inyexat often take part in the erithi&#039;s labyrinth ceremony earlier in the day.  As the sun sets, a trio of elders comprised of a Child of the Starlit Wilds, a Star-Spear, and a Star-Evoker gather everyone together.  Each elder burns a sprig of one of the three celestial sedges and recites a welcome to spring and a farewell to winter.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A late evening meal is then served with ample food and drink and socializing.  As the stars take over the night sky, the Inyexat turn to divination and readings for all who wish it.  Mycomancers, oneiromancers, and other mystics offer their services, and those not participating continue the celebrations well into the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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:While the initial ceremony is a solemn welcome to spring and its bounty, the rest of the yt&#039;Aka is more casual and festive.  Erithi skyfire displays meld well with Inyexat-provided meals that include some of their more... interesting... fungus-based drinks and dishes, and musicians, storytellers, and other artists will ply their trades as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Seafarer&#039;s Carnival of Selanthia ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Seafarer&#039;s Carnival&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; First Weekend after the 21st of Charlatos&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of [[Selanthia]]&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Selanthia in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring winds bring trade and promise to the citizenry of Selanthia as their annual Seafarer&#039;s Carnival. Shops and houses have their windows and doors open to the streets, inviting customers and guests to enter after the long winter months. Pennants representing the various merchant vessels and companies are strung across the streets to create a colorful air. This is a very big shopping day for the citizenry as imports are hawked on every corner as the first merchant vessels come to the cities for the first time in three to four months.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Yshollis===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yshollis&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Within the vernal season&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Iyo and distinguished guests&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Iyo Grove, Four Winds Isle&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Yshollis is a traditional three-night festival held in the Spring. Initially a simple festival of reawakening and gratitude, it has evolved through the generations to its current form, which acknowledges and gives thanks for any who have died in the year preceding.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night One: Mzholl&lt;br /&gt;
:Mzholl can be thought of as a night of cleansing. The Iyo ritualistically wash away any bad fortune or lingering negativity from the year, noting the ways in which it has changed them for the better.  This can take many forms, but includes individuals acknowledging the burdens they&#039;ve carried, the injuries they&#039;ve absorbed, and then pointing out how they have been made stronger for the experiences.  A key portion of these acknowledgments is always a recounting of those close to the speaker who has died, including ways that the newly created spirits have made themselves known, and any assistance attributed to them by the speaker.  The culmination of the Mzholl is generally a single toast, where all gathered bid farewell to the hardships of the past, and beckon to the hardships of the future, signaling their readiness for the lessons yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night Two: Shayer Doss&lt;br /&gt;
:The second night of the Ysshollis is known as Shayer Doss, which translates to approximately mean, &amp;quot;Evening of Assessment&amp;quot;. A staider celebration than the Mzholl, Shayer Doss is fairly traditional, and involves the sharing of a meal, generally prepared with game from a ritualistic hunt held in the days before Yshollis officially begins.  During the meal, which is pleasant if somewhat formal, speeches are given by the heads of Families, speaking on the present times.  This can be an explanation of current events, a recounting of items from the very recent past, or slight speculation about the near future.  The intent is to emphasize that the Iyo are one, and that through their unwavering unity, they can handle any situation that may arise.  Shayer Doss can vary somewhat in length and complexity, depending on the long-winded nature of the speakers as well as how much current news there is to share.  Still, the speeches generally finish before the meal.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night Three: Peshys&lt;br /&gt;
:The final night of Yshollis is meant to remind the Iyo that we are all one, and that we will face the coming challenges together.  This generally is a celebration of life and family, and some traditional rituals accompany it.  Every attending member is required to wear a ceremonial stola, which is an oversized garment somewhat like a painter&#039;s smock.  For those attending Peshys for the first time, their stolas are pristine white.  However, there are bins of brightly colored powders available, and all are encouraged to help themselves.  The powder is flung into the air, or on each other, as music overtakes the celebration.  The powder quickly binds to the stolas, staining them with a unique color combination that belongs solely to its owner.  Each attendee only gets one stola, and that&#039;s the one that they wear each time they attend Peshys.  There is music all night, and the entire event is meant to be a high-spirited celebration of togetherness.  We are all painted with the same colors, we have all gone through the same obstacles, and yet here we stand, marked to be certain, but still ready to face what awaits us.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Ayd L&#039;Naereen ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ayd L&#039;Naereen&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Mrae&#039;ni, Vaer&#039;sah, Gaeh&#039;deh aelotoi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; No set location&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Initially, this was the day the original aelotian cultures that migrated from Bre&#039;Naere recognized their connection to L&#039;Naere, the arkati who first brought their race to Bre&#039;Naere during the [[Ur-Daemon War]].  It involved a subdued gathering of family members for fellowship and food and was neither somber nor joyful.  The elders of the families, particularly those who were adults when coming through the portal, would often fast for the day, allowing the younger generations to feast on what fare had been prepared.  This particular celebration, if it can be called that, is slowly fading out and is expected to disappear altogether as those who lived on Bre&#039;Naere pass away.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Flyr Keh&#039;Nira ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Flyr Khe&#039;Nira&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Around the Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Aelotoi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Cysaegir&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Flyr Keh&#039;Nira, also known as Beautiful Flowers, is celebrated around the approximate time as the vernal equinox, though it is flexible dependent on when flowers begin to blossom.  It is quickly replacing Ayd L&#039;Naereen amongst the younger aelotian generations as they move away from celebrating L&#039;Naere and focus instead on the spring bloom, recognizing the continued renewal not only of the seasons, but of their people.  Bouquet arrangements are common during these days, and are often gifted amongst friends and family members, as are various intricately woven items.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Ta&#039;Ardenai:  Vernal Court Celebrations ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Return of the Sharythian Hunters, Rains of Amelanchier, and Birth of Aquendilon&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the spring season&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ardenai elves&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrate:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ta&#039;Ardenai&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The opening of the Vernal Court is heralded by ivory gyrefalcons with hunter green ribbons trailing stars that are sent to all courts within Ta&#039;Ardenai and all elven city-states.  The three ceremonies of the Vernal Court are the Return of the Sharythian Hunters, the Rains of Amelanchier, and the Birth of Aquendilon.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;For more detail, see the Vernal Court section of the [[Ta&#039;Ardenai/Seasonal Courts|Ta&#039;Ardenai Seasonal Courts]] document.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Winterberry Festival ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Winterberry Festival&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest residents&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Winterberry Festival is a small festival that occurs occasionally in River&#039;s Rest.  Held typically during the spring, Winterberry Festival, like Picklefest, is a celebration of a particular River&#039;s Rest fixation, in this case, winterberries.  Merchants hawk winterberry-themed wares, and brewers compete for best winterberry brew.  While Winterberry Festival is not an annual event, it is a fond tradition of modern River&#039;s Rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Olaesta ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Night of the Luminous Rose (Arathsela)===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Night of the Luminous Rose (Arathesela)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st week of Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Nalfein Elves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ta&#039;Nalfein&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Nalfein tradition of arathsela, or Night of the Luminous Rose, signals the end of the summer and winter seasons, bolstering the last-minute income as tourists flood in to witness the celebration. A variety of activities culminate in the releasing of the lanterns. These elaborate lanterns, painted in vivid colors and representing diverse subjects, are purchased from the night markets, and lit at the setting of the sun, when they are released across the piers, ships, and paddle boats filling the bay. Many poets have written verbose words regarding the release of the lanterns, referring to them as trailing constellations and even fireflies illuminating the amethyst-orange colors of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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:In the rainy vernal season, many participants choose to bring their own lanterns and candles, as a particular stormy arathsela festival halted the release of the delicate paper lanterns.  Young children often gather around the lanterns as they observe the constellations, while songsmiths and storytellers wax poetic about the tales of the heavenly bodies.  Bottles of moonflower-crafted liqueurs and other floral-themed treats are often sold along the promenade, the market stalls engulfed in flourishing naefira.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Olaesta (April 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various.&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various.  &lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Reflecting on the Arkati&#039;s history, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning marks the occasion when the Arkati Zelia traversed the moons to forewarn her kin about the impending Ur-Daemon threat.  While the exact date of this event has faded into the annals of time, it was collectively decided in Elanthian history that the 1st of Olaesta would serve as its commemorative day.  Across Elanthia, societies vary in their observance of this holiday; some disregard it entirely, while others embrace it as a time of playful mischief and fanciful antics.  Tricksters delight in orchestrating pranks and practical jokes, adding a whimsical flair to the day&#039;s festivities.  For some, it&#039;s a moment of solace, a time to honor those gifted with visions, while others use it as an opportunity to pay homage to loved ones who have succumbed to Zelia&#039;s influence.  Regardless of one&#039;s stance, the presence of Zelia&#039;s devotees—both willing and unwitting—makes the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning unmistakable across the breadth of Elanthia.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Race, Culture, or Area Details ====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith: Neither the erithi nor Inyexat celebrate this day&lt;br /&gt;
:* Evashir: The Evashir do not celebrate this day&lt;br /&gt;
:* The Great Piratical Flotilla: The transient residents of the flotilla enjoy any cause for celebration, and the chaotic nature of the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning is no exception. Many privateers and pirates do no business on this day because of the overall hijinks and practical jokes that abound across the flotilla.&lt;br /&gt;
:* River&#039;s Rest: While Torre in general has no formal or official recognition of this day, individuals here and there may choose to partake. In the town of River&#039;s Rest, where quirkiness is celebrated every day, the 1st of Olaesta is often a day of extra pranks and merriment, and one may find its many adventurers enjoying several of their local pastimes such as Dodge the Void, Dice of Fate, or Gnomeflinging.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Vaalor: Most Vaalor elves quite pointedly do not acknowledge this holiday, most likely due to the destroyed settlement of Zelian monks in the environs outside the fortress. On rare occasion, one may find a home with a candle in the window on this evening, in memory of the elves lost to Zelia in the Lunule Weald, but this practice is generally frowned upon as it&#039;s believed to bring undue attention to a notable historical failure.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Illistim: Illistim elves do not celebrate this day, as previous attempts have resulted in the introduction of the winged Aies parchment acariformes to the Library Aies.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Nalfein: Nalfein elves do not celebrate this day, the belief that intentionally causing woe (albeit minor) will in turn bring it upon themselves tenfold.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Vision Circles of the Forest Gnomes =====&lt;br /&gt;
:Recognizing the significance of visions and prophecy in Zelia&#039;s lore, the Wendwillow gnomes hold a community vision sharing circle on the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning.  Gnomes gather around a central bonfire, each taking turns to share their dreams, premonitions, and insights into the future.  Whether whimsical or profound, each vision is honored and respected as a glimpse into the mysteries of fate and destiny.  Through this shared experience, the gnomes strengthen their bonds of kinship and reaffirm their connection to Zelia&#039;s divine wisdom, finding solace and guidance in the collective wisdom of their community.&lt;br /&gt;
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:It is not unheard of for other Bloodlines to visit these vision circles to seek wisdom for the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Ritualistic Vaikalimara Dance of Shadows =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In the twilight glow of the northern steppes, the Vaikalimara Clan emerges from the shadows and into secluded clearings.  Beneath the canopy of stars, they assemble, a silent congregation adorned in elaborate masks and draped in dark ceremonial attire.  Each garment tells a story, woven with threads from each clanswomen&#039;s past life and bound by pieces of their new one.  At some unbidden signal,  the clanswomen begin a mesmerizing dance, a testament to the fluidity and grace that defines their existence.  Their movements are sinuous, weaving intricate patterns in the air as they pay homage to the enigmatic Arkati.  Haunting chants rise like smoke from their lips, mingling with the rhythmic drumbeats that echo through the night and infusing the atmosphere with a primal energy.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Should fortune align and the day coincides with any of Elanthia&#039;s pale sisters being full, then the dance takes on an otherworldly intensity.  Howls pierce the silence, offering homage to the celestial bodies that watch over them, punctuating each movement with a primal cry of acknowledgment.  As the night unfolds, the dancers lose themselves in the rhythm, their bodies becoming vessels for the chaos that guides them in battle.  Exhaustion becomes their companion, yet they press on, driven by a deep-seated reverence for the traditions that bind them together.&lt;br /&gt;
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:With each passing hour, the dance grows more fervent, the boundaries between their physical presence and mental trances blurring into obscurity.  Those who falter, succumbing to the weight of their exertions, are left behind, their prone forms a testament to the physical and mental trials of the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Yet for those who endure, there is a profound sense of honor that accompanies the breaking of dawn.  As the first light pierces the horizon, casting its golden hue upon the land, the surviving dancers emerge from the darkness, their spirits unyielding, their bond with chaos reaffirmed once more.  Often, the title of Chaosweaver is given to those that survive the dance.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Dragon Kites of Olaesta =====&lt;br /&gt;
:On the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning, while the focus ostensibly lies on honoring Zelia&#039;s pivotal role, the citizens of Mestanir venture en masse to the hills or converge upon religious sites like the Crown of Koar.  However, their purpose diverges from the expected reverence for Zelia.  Instead, they gather to pay homage to the Great Drakes and commemorate their legendary triumph over the Ur-Daemon threat.&lt;br /&gt;
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:At these gatherings, elaborate contests unfold, centering around the creation and flight of kites.  These contests are not merely about the flight itself but delve into the intricate craftsmanship of the kites.  Participants vie for supremacy in categories that scrutinize the size, shape, and design of their creations, each kite a testament to the creativity and skill of its maker.&lt;br /&gt;
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:What sets these contests apart is the stringent adherence to tradition.  It is strictly mandated that no magic be employed in the construction or propulsion of the kites.  Instead, participants must rely solely on their ingenuity and craftsmanship to ensure their kite takes to the skies.  This prohibition underscores the reverence for the Great Drakes&#039; achievements, emphasizing the importance of honoring tradition and the intrinsic value of human effort and skill.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Temples of the Moon =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In an attempt to embrace the Chaos of the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning, temples to Zelia will frequently conduct wild ceremonies throughout the day that have no discernable schedule.  The ceremonies can be brief and simple or long and elaborate.  Doomsayers frequently flock to the temples during this day as they have a platform for their ramblings.  Some ceremonies that have been noted in recent history are:&lt;br /&gt;
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:* Study of the Doorknob - In this strange ceremony, doorknobs are either stolen from local homes or simply collected and anchored to walls within the temple.  It is unclear what the symbolism is here.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Destruction of Chains - This ceremony is in honor of breaking the bounds and constraints of sanity.  Enormous chains, those frequently used by ferries, are collected in the streets, and laid upon the cobbles.  Using any means necessary, wild men and women will come together to break the chains.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Fire is the Mother of Chaos - Though frequently dangerous, there is a sub-cult of Zelians known as firebugs that believe they are honoring Zelia&#039;s will by raining chaos down upon the ordered life of cities.  They are basically arsonists who utilize this day to sate their hunger for fire.  The craze began sometime in the early half of the 49th century in the Human Empire and lasted until the latter half before fading.  Ever since, that day is monitored by local watch and many reserves are brought forward to watch the streets to prevent any true damage.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Chasing Color - In 5102, a small village to the north of New Myssar in the County of Oire, there was a woman who was reportedly &amp;quot;gripped&amp;quot; by the hand of Zelia.  She dyed all of the local roltons and sheep in vibrant colors.  Anywhere that she saw white, she hurled full bottles of dye in an attempt to paint the world in color.  Though largely harmless, there were some injuries when the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; woman forgot to uncork the bottles of dye, causing bruising on the people that they landed on.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Asylums of Chaos =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In various corners of Elanthia, there exist sanctuaries dedicated to the care of the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;mad,&amp;quot; commonly referred to as asylums.  These establishments play a crucial role in providing support and treatment for individuals grappling with the complexities of their minds.  Interestingly, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning serves as a unique opportunity for these asylums to gather support and resources.&lt;br /&gt;
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:On this auspicious day, a curious phenomenon unfolds:  the staff of these asylums mysteriously find themselves absent from their duties, either taking the day off or calling in sick.  As a result, the patients, now unattended, spill out into the streets, their presence drawing attention from the surrounding communities.&lt;br /&gt;
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:What transpires next is a testament to the power of collective compassion and communal responsibility.  Rather than turning a blind eye to the spectacle of the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; wandering the streets, the residents of these communities spring into action.  They converge upon the asylums, armed with brooms, buckets, and benevolence, ready to extend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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:With remarkable efficiency, the volunteers set to work, transforming the neglected asylums into gleaming sanctuaries once more.  Dust is banished, cobwebs swept away, and neglected corners are revitalized with care and attention.  As the day progresses, the community spirit swells, infusing the air with a sense of camaraderie and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;
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:But the impact of this day extends beyond mere physical cleanup.  As word spreads of the asylums&#039; plight, so too does the outpouring of support.  Donations pour in from generous benefactors, eager to lend their aid to a cause that touches the hearts of many.  The funds raised on the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning often prove sufficient to sustain the operations of these vital institutions for the remainder of the year, ensuring that those within their care continue to receive the support and compassion they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
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:In this unexpected convergence of chaos and charity, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning emerges not only as a day of remembrance but also as a beacon of hope and solidarity for all who call Elanthia home.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Bericsaba Market ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Bericsaba Market&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; First Full Weekend of Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ornathians&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sleeping Drake Harbor&lt;br /&gt;
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: On the first weekend of Olaesta, the harbor market of Ornath, closed for much of the year, throws open its gates for a highly anticipated annual event.  Farmers, poulterers, shepherds, and artisans from across the island descend upon the bustling square, eager to hawk their wares, test their skills, and stake their claim in the island’s most prestigious culinary and craft competitions.  For one weekend, the market is a whirlwind of voices calling out their goods, the scent of grilled fish and sweet preserves thick in the air, and the clatter of craftsmen setting up displays of finely woven textiles, carved driftwood trinkets, and freshly fired pottery.&lt;br /&gt;
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: While trade thrives, it is the competitions that draw the largest crowds, each category a test of skill and island tradition.  Culinary rivalries play out over the best island preserves, where jams, marmalades, and chutneys are judged not just on flavor but on their richness, balance, and longevity.  Fish dishes range from simple grilled fare with crisp citrus glazes to elaborate spiced roasts, each entry an attempt to prove its maker knows the sea best.  Breadmakers, too, bring their finest, whether soft, pillowy loaves or dense, nutty rounds meant to last through long journeys.  The cucumber dip contest is perhaps the most cutthroat of all; what began as a humble side dish has become a matter of pride, with families guarding their ingredient blends as closely as a jeweler guards gemstones.  Even shepherds take part in the fray, presenting their finest cheeses and strongest poultry stock, with judges weighing the plumpness of partridges and rock pigeons and the depth of flavor in each sample.&lt;br /&gt;
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: Though prestige is the greatest prize, the market is just as much a place of mischief and gossip.  Rivals keep a sharp eye on one another, some going so far as to send spies to hover near cooking stalls, listening for whispered recipes or watching for the subtle addition of a hidden ingredient.  It is not uncommon for a particularly good preserve or an especially inventive dish to mysteriously reappear in another vendor’s hands the following year, leading to playful accusations - or the occasional grudge that lasts well beyond the festival.  By sunset on the final day, champions are crowned, bets are settled, and old rivalries either find resolution or new fuel.  As the market shutters its doors once more, the island hums with the afterglow of competition, each participant already planning for the next year’s battle.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Dawn of the First Blossom===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dawn of the First Blossom&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 5th day of Olaesta (April 5)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Elves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Public and private gardens (including greenhouses and arboretums)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;:  Dawn of the First Blossom is a yearly celebration ushering in spring, and with it the anticipation of botanicals across both garden and greenhouse alike. From dawn&#039;s first light, musicians begin to serenade the plant life, hoping to encourage seeds to take root or sprouts to thrive as the season continues. These instrumentalists range from a single violinist to a full, robust orchestra, the performers filling the air with music from dawn to dusk.  Fanciful packets of seeds and garden tools are given as gifts, a symbol of continuing creation and life anew after a season of frost. Children are often gifted small open-woven pouches filled with local, indigenous varieties of seeds, the hope that their rambunctiousness and joy will continue to spread these seeds into the meadows and forests throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Cockle&#039;s Court ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Cockle&#039;s Court&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 9th day of Olaesta (April 9)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Jantalar&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Jantalar in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The custom of Cockle Court is still followed in some of the villages of this region. This elaborate mock trial is performed to expose quarrelling spouses and serve as a warning to the young. A judge and jury are appointed, along with counsel for the prosecution and defense. All of these parties proceed to the Moot Hall, banging on pots and pans and drawing behind them a wagon carrying two men disguised as the husband and wife in question. Once assembled, the quick-witted counselors present their case and the judge and jury decide upon a verdict (usually something to the effect of charging the couple with keeping the peace lest they be set on the dunking-stool). At the trial&#039;s conclusion, all involved adjourn to a nearby tavern to drink to the good health and happiness of the husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== All Ores Day ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; All Ores Day&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 15th day of Olaesta (April 15)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Dwarves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Private dwellings and temples of Eonak&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;:  On the 15th day of the fourth month of each year, young dwarves are given a small hammer to use during a somewhat ritualistic and ceremonial process of breaking open pieces of rock to discover the ore within them. It is common for friends and family of the adolescent dwarf to give them raw pieces of ore, often still surrounded by the rocky exterior in which it was found.  The adolescent then uses their small hammer to break open the rock and discover the pieces of metals within.  This is both a learning and cultural experience for the young dwarf, reinforcing the inherent and intrinsic values of metalsmithing in dwarven society.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Prozd BurzKailt===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Prozd Burzkailt&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sometime between the 10th day of Olaesta and the 20th day (April 10 - 20)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Krolvin Nation&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; In the realm of celestial cycles, the vernal equinox ushers in the promise of spring, typically gracing the lands on the 21st or 22nd of Charlatos. Yet, in the frigid domains of the northern isles, where the rule of volcanoes and ice holds sway, the arrival of spring tarries. Here, amidst the icy expanse, the transition to spring unfolds at its own pace, heralded by the enigmatic Holiday of Prozd BurzKailt, observed sometime in Olaesta.  This holiday is distinguished by the coastal metamorphosis from border ice to pancake ice, a transformation subject to the whims of weather, dictating whether it arrives swiftly or lingers. Tradition dictates its commencement three days after the initial shelf of ice surrenders to the embrace of the water.  Primarily, the holiday serves as a joyous proclamation, signaling the commencement of the spring raids or sailing season. Central to the festivities is the construction of a colossal effigy in the likeness of Charl, adorned with a seaweed beard and fashioned from driftwood. Nested within this structure are offerings of trinkets crafted during the somber, contemplative months of winter, each embodying a hope or aspiration for the year ahead.  As dusk descends and the sun gently kisses the horizon, the eldest member of the village ignites the effigy, symbolizing the waning grip of winter. Throughout the night, the effigy blazes, casting its warm glow upon the gathered revelers. Should its flames falter before the break of dawn, auguries portend a bleak season ahead. However, such omens are rare, for the elders possess the wisdom to sustain the fire until the first light of morning illuminates the sky, affirming the promise of a bountiful spring.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;A Final Note:&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;Prozd BurzKailt&amp;quot; in Krolegh, roughly translated to &amp;quot;The Night of Winter&#039;s Death&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;The Night of Winter&#039;s End.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Flotsam Fling ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Flotsam Fling&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; A weekend in Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; The flotilla and its inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Great Piratical Flotilla as far away from any land as possible&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Jetsam Court picks a weekend each year in Olaesta to celebrate spring as a reminder to their ties to the land and its seasons.  In the winter months, hempen bracelets in bright colors are woven and exchanged between friends and companions.  When word reaches the flotilla of spring&#039;s arrival in Elanith&#039;s coastal towns, the bracelets are hung about the flotilla, and it moves to a remote area in the sea.  Ropes, nets, boats, everything are bedecked with these vibrant loops, heralding the Jetsam Court&#039;s weekend of revelry known as the Flotsam Fling.  It is believed this tradition was brought to the flotilla by someone whose home village celebrated spring this way, hanging the bracelets from the branches of its trees. &lt;br /&gt;
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:The fling consists of the uncasking of the previous year&#039;s batch of Charl&#039;s Ocean rum, a potent rum distilled and matured on the flotilla (its motto is &amp;quot;Set Sail for Fun&amp;quot;).  Shrimp and fish are barbecued and drinking and dancing go far into the night.  Most commerce stops during the Flotsam Fling, and while brawls may break out, all grudges and true fighting are put aside lest the perpetrators face the wrath of the Pirate Queen.  While rum is the most popular drink, it is by no means the only, and for those who prefer cocktails, large barrels are mixed of the flotilla&#039;s signature drink, the blue mermaid cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The next morning, the flotilla&#039;s favorite hangover cure is rolled out to the decks (where many participants litter the area having fallen asleep or passed out where they stood the night before).  This cure consists of an erithi noodle and broth dish favored by many on the flotilla and a drink called Niima&#039;s Grace (an effervescent lime beverage sweetened with pomegranate juice).  Many, however, also take a bit of the &amp;quot;tentacle of the kraken&amp;quot; as the saying goes, sipping watered-down rum.  The rest of the morning and into the afternoon is filled with a brawling tournament judged by the Jetsam Court with the winner being crowned Flotilla King or Queen for a night by the Pirate Queen Kyncera.&lt;br /&gt;
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:As the Flotsam Fling winds up, colorfully decorated ships leave the flotilla in a haphazard parade.  A few ships inevitably fire off their cannons, and everyone just hopes their crews are sober enough to aim them out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;The Blue Mermaid Cocktail:&#039;&#039;  The blue mermaid cocktail is made with equal parts Charl&#039;s Ocean rum, freshly squeezed pineapple juice, and azurelia.  It&#039;s poured over crushed ice and mixed with a dollop of simple syrup and a smattering of fresh lime.  Azurelia, for those unfamiliar, is a lagoon blue liqueur that allegedly came from Kezmon Isle.  It is powerful and sweet and a favorite in mixed drinks on the flotilla and other pirate ships.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Ivastaen ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Oire&#039;s Rite of Spring ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rite of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Ivastaen (May 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Oire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; County of Ore in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The most important celebration of the year is the Rite of Spring, which is held on the first day of [[Ivastaen]]. The normally easy-going and somewhat reserved citizens throw all caution to the wind for this raucous (some might say debauched) festival. The Rite celebrates the union of Oleani and Phoen, love, and fertility. Large feasts are held in all the towns and villages, with food and strong drink in abundance. Music and dancing are a central part of the celebrations, and bards often travel from all over to participate. As night falls, couples and groups wander into the fields and woods for trysts under the spring moons. Children conceived on that night are considered to be especially blessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Satimil ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Satimil&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The 1st week of Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Evashiran&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Evashir&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; While there are ample quieter and more introspective special days throughout Evashiran culture, Satimil is not one of those.  During the first week of Ivastaen, Evashiran across the principality celebrate the &amp;quot;Festival of Spring Rains&amp;quot; known as Satimil.  During this week, Evashirans tend to wear light-colored, inexpensive clothing because, at any given time, revelers may blow brightly colored powdered dyes over one another and than follow with a stream of water, effectively dying their garments in a polychromatic display.  The dyes represent the many colors of spring and the water it rains.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Throughout the week, people may partake in numerous smaller events specific to one or more of the orders they belong to, and different villages, towns, and counties host gatherings and feasts.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:In Ata&#039;Lysel, the week is punctuated by parades and celebrations throughout the streets, outdoor markets, and an air of levity that can at times feel at odds to the perception of dark elves in general but is embraced by even the stoic and serious Evashirans during Satimil.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Day of Kuon&#039;s Blessing===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Day of Kuon&#039;s Blessing &lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Ivastaen (May 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
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====Race, Culture, or Area Details====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith:  While erithi and Inyexat do not celebrate this day, per se, they do place great importance on the blooming of plants and flowers in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Evashir: Evashir, especially those in farming or gardening societies may have specific rites and celebrations around this day, and it is a common day for a town-wide celebration focused on market trades of fresh flowers and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Aelotoi: The aelotoi commonly refer to this day as Yllira Bre&#039;Flyr or Wind of the Flowers in common, as it is customary for many of the petals from blooming flora to be swept by the winds into the air, causing them to swirl about. Celebrations are simple, often in the form of picnics in general gathering areas with vegetarian fare featuring a floral base.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Kuon&#039;s Bloom ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kuon&#039;s Bloom&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ivastaen First&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ornathians&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Isle of Ornath&lt;br /&gt;
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: For those who wish to honor Kuon in a more gentle, yearly observance, Kuon&#039;s Bloom is a spring festival marking the first blossoming of wildflowers and herbs.  On this day, healers, herbalists, and farmers leave their first harvest of herbs upon temple steps or at the edges of forests, offering them back to nature in Kuon&#039;s name.  Children gather wildflowers and weave them into crowns and garlands, which they place upon shrines and doorways, or even offer as gifts to those who have dedicated their lives to healing and growth.  In the evening, a quiet moment of thanks is held in homes, fields, and gardens; each person reflecting on the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, and the simple gift of being able to nurture something small into something great.  Kuon&#039;s Bloom is a time of gentle renewal, an echo of the greater Vigil, but one meant to be carried out with joy and gratitude, rather than sorrow and toil.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Battle of Winter and Summer ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Battle of Winter and Summer&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ivastaen (Varies year-to-year)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Krinklehorn&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Barony of Dragach in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Every [[Ivastaen]] in Krinklehorn a great battle between Winter and Summer is acted out by the men of the region. The leader of one company dresses in a long robe trimmed with fur and a tall white hat. He is armed with a stick of ironwood and a shield of fleece stretched over a metal frame. The men following him all wear white fur vests and sing the praises of Winter. The opposing company, distinguished by their short coats tied with colorful ribbons, is led by a man in a green robe garlanded with flowers who carries a leafy branch of hazel and a buckler of woven grass. As a group they all parade to a field outside the town where the battle is staged. The men of Winter fling dry brush at their opponents, while the hordes of Summer return fire with ferns and small flowers. After much fun and mock warfare, the victorious Summer leader is carried by his supporters to the town center, where feasting, drinking, and assorted games take place over the next several days.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Stoutfoot Stomp ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Stoutfoot Stomp&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 17th day of Ivastaen (May 17)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Halflings&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Local farms and villages&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: A celebration of the birth of new stoutfoot roltons, the Stoutfoot Stomp is a delightful day of merriment lasting from daybreak of the 17th and into the dawn of the next day.  Wildflower-crafted mead flows alongside the innumerable dishes served at the farmstead (families and visitors taking their turns cooking and cleaning during the long day affair - everyone contributes in-kind), but the crowning glory of the holiday is the Stomp.  Brave halflings volunteer to traverse a pre-determined racecourse through the farm, carrying a tray of sweets in hopes of being the fastest to the finish line.  The challenge, however, is that the farmstead&#039;s stoutfoot roltons (and their young progeny) are released as soon the contestant crosses the starting line, the scent of a potential meal luring the hard-hoofed creatures to pursue the runner.  The winner of the contest is crowned the Fleetfooted Champion of the Stomp, though it is often hard-earned (and a lot of work for the local healers).&lt;br /&gt;
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:Children are encouraged to participate in a less violent fashion by donning a replica of the stoutfoot&#039;s short, blunt horns and attempting to ram into tart-shaped pinatas, though many opt to traditionally down a pinata with a stick painted in candy colors.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Dra&#039;Elstin ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; [[Dra&#039;Elstin]]&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Celebration of Ataelel ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Celebration of the Ataelel&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 19th day of Ivastaen (May 19)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Illistim&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Library Aies and The Green&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: The Illistimi celebrate the ataelel (or bookworm), the lighthearted nomenclature for those with a passion for literary works. Formal events are scheduled within the Library Aies and The Green, book readings and discussions between denizens of the Shining City over (several) cups of tea, although smaller, more intimate book clubs are often held in their stead. Gifts of books wrapped in hand-written parchments are accompanied by woven chains of flora and trinkets, the chains serving as bookmarks to be PULLed (and completed) once the giftee has finished reading the literary works. &lt;br /&gt;
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=== Festival of Oleani===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Festival of Oleani&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 20th of Ivastaen (May 20)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Honoring the passing of winter and heralding the arrival of Spring, the Festival of Oleani centers upon weddings, the blessing of fields, new love, and new births.  While not all cultures celebrate the day specifically as a way of honoring Oleani, there are many celebrations that take place centering upon this day and season.&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Race, Culture, or Area Details ====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith: In general, erithi and Inyexat do not celebrate this holiday, but many traveling to Elanith partake in local festivities.&lt;br /&gt;
:* The Great Piratical Flotilla:  With their love for revelry, a fertility celebration is a cause for a raucous meeting aboard the flotilla by many.  They focus less on love and Spring and more on the other components.  This is not, however, a particularly specific or special flotilla celebration.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Elven Nations: While there is no particular celebration practiced within the Nations, elves often host dinner parties and other social occasions in the gardens to better showcase the flora and foliage that bloom with the Spring season.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A curious yearly custom known as &amp;quot;lifting&amp;quot; is followed by the peasantry of this region, wherein a person sitting on a chair or stool is lifted from the ground three times in succession.  In the morning of the [[Festival of Oleani]] the men lift the women, and in the evening the women lift the men. The person being lifted is expected to give a few silvers to all those who exalt him in the name of good luck.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Festival of Feathers =====&lt;br /&gt;
:After the annual migration to their summer homes, the T&#039;Kirem Bear Clan, Grishknel Wolf Clan, Araime Sun Clan, and Maeramil Wind Runner Clans gather for the Festival of Feathers.  This multiday celebration marks the onset of spring and serves as a unique courting ritual.  Over several days, giantkin, especially young lovers, roam the mountainsides in search of tertiary and primary feathers shed by the migrating birds.  These feathers symbolize the promise of love and the renewal of life.  It&#039;s a tradition deeply ingrained in the giantkin culture that feathers are never taken but only found, respecting nature&#039;s gifts.&lt;br /&gt;
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:During the festival, these feathers are presented to potential mates as tokens of affection and commitment.  If accepted, the feathers are carefully woven into the recipient&#039;s hair or beard, symbolizing their mutual dedication to the budding relationship.  However, this festival is not just for potential mates but also to honor those that have been paired for a long time.  Older lovers, having weathered the seasons together, often exchange smaller feathers, recognizing that it&#039;s the small gestures and moments in life that strengthen their bond over time.  These smaller feathers represent the enduring love built upon shared experiences and the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Much as the halflings have their wedding boxes that house their handfasting cords, giantkin have sacred clothes fashioned of supple pieces of suede.  These cloths carefully wrap the feathers a couple has shared through their lifetime.  When a giantkin passes, the feathers go with them into the flame.&lt;br /&gt;
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:This festival is not only about finding mates, since it is rare to have so many clans gathered together, there are often apprenticeship exchanges that take place.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Shakat&#039;s Rite of Spring ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rite of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 3rd Week of Ivastaen (Approx. May 21st - 28th)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Shakat of River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest Shakat Communities&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The third week of Ivaestan is usually spent devouring whatever food stores are left from the prior year. This cleansing of the closets is combined with layered prayer and dance, as each Shakat hopes the coming year&#039;s bounty is better than the last. Not surprisingly, half the week is spent eating and feasting. The other half is spent recovering. It is not uncommon for drownings in the river to occur during this time, as imbibing is almost certain. In a twist from the custom of New Myssar, babies born during this time are also gorged and overfed, under the belief it will make their mouths and tongues grow into mechanisms fitting for a powerful shaman.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Zephyr&#039;s Fortune===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Zephyr&#039;s Fortune&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 25th day of Ivastaen (May 25)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Nalfein&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Nielira Harbor and other Nalfein ports&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: Zephyr&#039;s Fortune is a celebration of the spring breeze, the fortunate winds filling the sails of Nalfein ships, and ushering in a (hopefully) prosperous season for fishermen and privateers alike. The Nalfein find the gentle wave of a fan similar to the breeze off of the waters of the Eastern Seaboard, and in turn, artisans travel to the cities to unveil their collections of hand fans, the pieces crafted throughout the winter months to debut in the spring. Performances of fan dances are often held within the city squares or the nearby gardens, the displays of pageantry and grace ever an opportunity to glimpse the fashions of the aristocracy, as well as to establish one&#039;s skill in the art of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Joys of Jes&#039;Tamaline ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Joys of Jes&#039;Tamaline&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Last day of Ivastaen (May 31)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Riverwood&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Barony of Riverwood in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; As well as the [[Arkati]], citizens of Riverwood often practice rites to honor [[Jes&#039;Tamaline]], a local spirit of the many rivers of Riverwood. If Jes&#039;Tamaline is dishonored, it is said that the trees will bear no fruit, that deer will hear a hunter&#039;s footsteps from seven miles away, and that all the fish rivers will dry to dust with all their fish transformed to stone. Jes&#039;Tamaline is honored on the last day of [[Ivastaen]] by singing songs in her honor, dancing through the woods, and garlanding people and trees with flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Tiralza Tempest Toss ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tiralza Tempest Toss&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Historically, the first Feastday in Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Residents of River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; While the Tiralza Tempest Toss hasn&#039;t been popular in years, this was once an unusual and popular River&#039;s Rest annual event held on the first Saturday in Lumnea.  Wheels of cheese are hauled to the top of Tempest Falls, and participants take turns in trying to fling larger and larger wheels of cheese over the falls.  Rolling does not count; the wheel must be in the air as it crests the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Large picnics are held, with onlookers cheering their chosen cheese-tossing champion.  The drinks flow freely (even amongst the contestants), and invariably, some wheel a few rounds of cheese over to the gnomeflinger and try to take down blood eagles as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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:For the children, wrapped, one-eared chocolate rabbits and aardvarks are hidden throughout the riverbanks, providing additional sources of activity and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Despite its name, tiralza is not actually thrown over the falls, since it is a soft cheese not suitable for large wheels.  However, it is a very common ingredient in the picnic baskets, and it is believed that the alliteration was the main driving force behind the event&#039;s name -- a catchy title more important than accuracy for River&#039;s Rest residents.  Indeed, the timing of the event was thought to coincide also with the visits by several Vanadre Chiras caravans who joined in the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;
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:From time to time, residents make noises about doing this event again, and invariably, a handful of revelers will wander to the top of the falls and hurl cheese off it in honor of the former town holiday.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Rite of Scales and Petals===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Rite of Scales and Petals&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 3rd weekend of Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizens and visitors of Nydds, throughout the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The month of Lumnea ushers in The Rite of Scales and Petals, a two day fete that celebrates the blending of magic and nature in honor of the colleges of Nydds.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:The first evening of the Rite is a celebration over superstition, where students often dress in elaborate costumery in the image of the winged serpents of legend, the creature&#039;s wings often hung with tiny lanterns and bells that softly chime along with their movements.  These costumed serpents and their lantern-clad companions illuminate the evening sky as they form a processional towards the groves of oaks throughout the city, the people of Nydds using the splendor of the legendary winged creatures to &amp;quot;delight&amp;quot; the spirits of the oaks.  The oral histories of the beasts and the arboreal forms are also taught as the procession continues, blending knowledge and folklore well into the early dawn, the market stalls offering coffees and teas as well as small meals for those who celebrated with more vigor than others.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The second day of the Rite is a showcase of gardening prowess, both physical and magical demonstrations of floral care occurring from sunrise until sundown.  Farmers travel to Nydds to showcase their bounties, and it is common to see walking forms of florals as many visitors purchase their bouquets and garlands, unable to see before them as they cautiously traverse to the next stall.  Young maids of the city are especially fond of wearing the woven flora, utilizing their knowledge of the language of flowers to showcase their marital status, as well as the qualities they seek in a future significant other.&lt;br /&gt;
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:As the classes and lectures conclude, many gather at the colleges, sitting along the hilly terrain as they watch fireworks bloom across the evening sky.  These fireworks, of course, are borne of magic and are often a series of tableaus, each mage allowed a small period of time to introduce their work before showcasing their demonstration to those brave enough to gather close to such an explosive phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Trine ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Trine&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; During a moon&#039;s cycle in the month of Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Halflings&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Icemule, halfling encampments&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Information regarding the Trine [https://gswiki.play.net/History_of_the_Truefolk#The_Trine_(sidebar) can be found here.]&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Otterstide===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Otterstide&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 7th day of Lumnea (June 7)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Citizens and visitors of Kraken&#039;s Fall&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kraken&#039;s Fall and its surrounding environs&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: As the spring season quickly approaches the summer equinox, the citizens of Kraken&#039;s Fall join together to celebrate the warmth of the sun across the waters and the legend of the Otter Queen.  An often (hastily) erected lighthouse is built using planks from ships sunk throughout the year, creating a makeshift diving board from which intrepid adventurers jump into the cool waters, the highest scorer awarded the honor of being the Otter&#039;s Queen Consort until next Otterstide.  The title affords very little, although the bragging rights and bravado last for a lifetime.  Stories of the semiaquatic mammal are shared by the bonfire, alongside an astounding amount of rum, the revelers often falling asleep in the sand and ushering in the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Sleutspel ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sleutspel, or Tinkering Games&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The last day of spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Burghal gnomes&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Tamzyrr&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Burghal gnomes, especially the Withycombe, gather in Vadzyrr annually on the last day of spring for a competition based around tinkering.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Competitors work all year to develop wonderous new mechanical devices, with prizes and recognition given in a variety of categories to the best tinkerers.  The categories run the gamut from the imminently practical (such as best kitchen device) to the unusual (one year had a category for mechanical pinatas) and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The unofficial celebrations start up to a week in advance as participants and spectators arrive.  There are exhibitions and demonstrations, pop-up markets from past winners and future hopefuls, and an overall aura of merriment across the city.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The competition itself is held in a warren of small arenas and display halls, with the most popular categories housed in a larger amphitheater.  The grand finale is the Last Automaton Standing, which pits together all eligible entries in a no-holds-barred, all-out, tinkered creation-on-tinkered creation brawl.  All participants are placed in the amphitheater&#039;s arena, and the last automaton still functional wins.&lt;br /&gt;
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A selection of various spring celebrations found across Elanthia.  This collection encompasses ceremonies from the spring equinox to just before the summer solstice.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Charlatos ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Wyaegleim&#039;Latha ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Wyaegleim&#039;Latha&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; When the first purple saxifrage blooms&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Migrating Giantkin&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Across the breadth of Elanith as giantkin begin their spring migration&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  As the giantkin prepare for their spring migration, the tradition of dyeing and decorating eggs takes center stage.  Originally, eggs were hard-boiled to preserve them during travel, ensuring they remained edible for the journey.  Over time, this practical necessity evolved into a fun and decorative part of the migration preparations.&lt;br /&gt;
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: The eggs, boiled and readied for the journey, are dyed using natural pigments and adorned with intricate designs.  Vinegar and wax, once used as preservatives, now serve to create vibrant colors and patterns on the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;
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: This age-old practice not only preserves the eggs but also adds a festive element to the migration festivities. It symbolizes the cycle of life, the promise of renewal, and the joy of coming together as a community.  As such, the task of collecting eggs is given to children, with elders to guide them.  Practicing a preservationist attitude, the elders teach the children how to find nests, how to carefully collect the egg without disturbing the nest, and to never take too many eggs.  Indeed, to ensure that the avian society is not hindered by this mass collection, the children are taught to always leave behind half plus one of the eggs they find and to leave any nest with only two eggs completely alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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: It is not unheard of for families within the clans to have contests of the collections, just as it is also not unheard of for families to have specific decorations and designs that they place upon their decorated eggs.  Some families have incredibly famous patterns and designs.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;On the Term Wyaegleim&#039;Latha:&#039;&#039; The Old Kannalan name appears to be a portmanteau of sorts, with the term for egg (wyaeg) and one of the many terms for spring (leim) creating a new word used really only during the last weeks of winter and first weeks of spring. It&#039;s come to be translated as &amp;quot;new spring&amp;quot; but its literal translation would be &amp;quot;egg spring.&amp;quot; The celebration&#039;s name, &amp;quot;Wyaegleim&#039;Latha&amp;quot; includes the term for blossoming or flowering of plants. This then means &amp;quot;new spring&#039;s flowering&amp;quot; and the Common translation is simply &amp;quot;the Spring Flowering&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;Ceremony of the Spring Flowering.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Rarisukan ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rarisukan or the Ceremony of the Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; On the vernal equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All erithi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout Atan Irith&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout erithi culture, walking labyrinths is a meditative experience, and it is not uncommon to find small labyrinths throughout erithi towns and gardens.  It is important to note that these are actual labyrinths and not mazes; the goal is not to create a puzzle one must solve but rather to provide a twisted and convoluted path one must follow.  &lt;br /&gt;
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: As spring puts winter to rest, the erithi take a moment to reflect on the winter they are leaving behind and the abundance that is before them.  In the weeks leading up to the vernal equinox, erithi either create a large labyrinth (if their area does not have a permanent one) or decorate their existing one with fresh flowers, greenery, carved statues, and other items of meaning or significance to the town.  Each labyrinth has at least four free-standing &#039;&#039;dalrai&#039;&#039; or moon gates at various points.  These are elaborately decorated and are meant to signify a passing between one moment and the next -- a time to put aside what one was meditating upon and move on to the next.&lt;br /&gt;
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: Participants gather at sunrise on the vernal equinox and queue up to walk the labyrinth.  This carries on throughout the day, and after completing their walk, erithi gather to prepare a traditional [[Erithi Tea Ceremony| rai&#039;kan]] (tea ceremony).  After everyone has had an opportunity to walk the labyrinth, the rai&#039;kan is held, completing the rarisukan.  This typically occurs in late afternoon in order for the erithi to join their Inyexat brethren in the Inyexat vernal equinox celebration.  Local Inyexat often join their erithi compatriots in the rarisukan as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;On Moon Gates:&#039;&#039; The &#039;&#039;dalrai&#039;&#039; or moon gate is an important component to erithi architecture.  Moon gates are circular openings, typically in a garden wall, that range from the simple to the elaborate.  Festival areas for several erithi festivals utilize dalrai as ingresses to the grounds, and meditation gardens often feature them as well.  In addition, the Ceremony of the Labyrinth held in the spring uses multiple freestanding dalrai placed across the labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;
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: There are other races and cultures that use these circular gates, of course.  For example, the Lyx&#039;Valyn or Order of the Moons in Evashir has numerous moon gates at their Order&#039;s main hall.  These &#039;&#039;valynta&#039;&#039; (Dark Elven for moon gate) have different flourishes that represent each moon.  These are always freestanding moon gates, and circular gates within a wall do not hold any specific significance other than aesthetics.&lt;br /&gt;
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:: &#039;&#039;Special Note:&#039;&#039; The Lyx&#039;Valyn, or Order of the Moons, is an order in Evashir dedicated to all celestial bodies, but specifically the moons of Elanthia.  Their factions are the Ivory Shadow, the Nebulous Flamedancer, and the Dark Orb.&lt;br /&gt;
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===Liriviaes===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Liriviaes or the Song of the Falcon&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Vaalor residents&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Vaalor city-state&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: Look to the skies around Ta&#039;Vaalor on the vernal equinox as the first hunt of the spring is heralded with the beloved sport of falconry.  Liriviaes is celebrated across the city-state, primarily by elves, though other races living in the borders have adopted the practice in recent years. In remote hamlets and villages, the day&#039;s events are typically limited to a morning falconry hunt and a communal rabbit stew at noon.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The holiday has significantly more pomp closer to the metropolis. It begins with the ceremonial release of the king&#039;s raptors from atop Guardian Keep, their bounty used in a feast for the nobility later that evening.  For the commonfolk and nobles alike, the day is full of activity and competition, as the Guardian Falconer puts on demonstrations for the children, and falconers face off for the largest catch of various prey and the first successful catch of the day. It should be noted that the winner of the latter is determined by which falconer first manages to coerce the prey from their raptor, not the first bird to return. Small markets pop up around the fortress and environs, where merchants trade raptors, food, wares, and occasionally, run festival games.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A popular childhood legend says that if one uses a quill fashioned from a feather found on the vernal equinox, one will have all the answers to questions in one&#039;s school studies. As such, children are commonly found scouring the ground for lost plumes. Students will guard their Liriviaes quills with fervor.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A final note: Liriviaes translates to &amp;quot;Song of the Falcon&amp;quot; in Common. This often generates the misconception that the bird of prey itself sings (it does not). However, the Elven word for &amp;quot;battle cry&amp;quot; is &#039;&#039;ilirin&#039;&#039;, derived from &#039;&#039;liri&#039;&#039; for &amp;quot;song.&amp;quot; As the cry of falcons is frequently compared to Vaalorian battle cries, which are in turn colloquially known as the &amp;quot;Songs of the Vaalor&amp;quot;  or &#039;&#039;liri&#039;Vaal&#039;&#039;, it&#039;s believed the name of the holiday is an intentional play on words.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka or Star Ceremony of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; This is held on the evening of the vernal equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Inyexat&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Atan Irith&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Inyexat&#039;s most important ceremonies throughout the year revolve around the stars, especially constellations of great import to them.  In the spring, a prominent constellation known to them as the Toadstool (and to others as the Hammer) shines high overhead.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:Occurring on the evening of the vernal equinox, the Inye&#039;saq yt&#039;Aka, or Star Ceremony of the Spring, is held across Atan Irith by the Inyexat.  Erithi close to the Inyexat often participate in this, much as the Inyexat often take part in the erithi&#039;s labyrinth ceremony earlier in the day.  As the sun sets, a trio of elders comprised of a Child of the Starlit Wilds, a Star-Spear, and a Star-Evoker gather everyone together.  Each elder burns a sprig of one of the three celestial sedges and recites a welcome to spring and a farewell to winter.&lt;br /&gt;
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:A late evening meal is then served with ample food and drink and socializing.  As the stars take over the night sky, the Inyexat turn to divination and readings for all who wish it.  Mycomancers, oneiromancers, and other mystics offer their services, and those not participating continue the celebrations well into the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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:While the initial ceremony is a solemn welcome to spring and its bounty, the rest of the yt&#039;Aka is more casual and festive.  Erithi skyfire displays meld well with Inyexat-provided meals that include some of their more... interesting... fungus-based drinks and dishes, and musicians, storytellers, and other artists will ply their trades as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Seafarer&#039;s Carnival of Selanthia ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Seafarer&#039;s Carnival&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; First Weekend after the 21st of Charlatos&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of [[Selanthia]]&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Selanthia in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring winds bring trade and promise to the citizenry of Selanthia as their annual Seafarer&#039;s Carnival. Shops and houses have their windows and doors open to the streets, inviting customers and guests to enter after the long winter months. Pennants representing the various merchant vessels and companies are strung across the streets to create a colorful air. This is a very big shopping day for the citizenry as imports are hawked on every corner as the first merchant vessels come to the cities for the first time in three to four months.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Yshollis===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Yshollis&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Within the vernal season&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Iyo and distinguished guests&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Iyo Grove, Four Winds Isle&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Yshollis is a traditional three-night festival held in the Spring. Initially a simple festival of reawakening and gratitude, it has evolved through the generations to its current form, which acknowledges and gives thanks for any who have died in the year preceding.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night One: Mzholl&lt;br /&gt;
:Mzholl can be thought of as a night of cleansing. The Iyo ritualistically wash away any bad fortune or lingering negativity from the year, noting the ways in which it has changed them for the better.  This can take many forms, but includes individuals acknowledging the burdens they&#039;ve carried, the injuries they&#039;ve absorbed, and then pointing out how they have been made stronger for the experiences.  A key portion of these acknowledgments is always a recounting of those close to the speaker who has died, including ways that the newly created spirits have made themselves known, and any assistance attributed to them by the speaker.  The culmination of the Mzholl is generally a single toast, where all gathered bid farewell to the hardships of the past, and beckon to the hardships of the future, signaling their readiness for the lessons yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night Two: Shayer Doss&lt;br /&gt;
:The second night of the Ysshollis is known as Shayer Doss, which translates to approximately mean, &amp;quot;Evening of Assessment&amp;quot;. A staider celebration than the Mzholl, Shayer Doss is fairly traditional, and involves the sharing of a meal, generally prepared with game from a ritualistic hunt held in the days before Yshollis officially begins.  During the meal, which is pleasant if somewhat formal, speeches are given by the heads of Families, speaking on the present times.  This can be an explanation of current events, a recounting of items from the very recent past, or slight speculation about the near future.  The intent is to emphasize that the Iyo are one, and that through their unwavering unity, they can handle any situation that may arise.  Shayer Doss can vary somewhat in length and complexity, depending on the long-winded nature of the speakers as well as how much current news there is to share.  Still, the speeches generally finish before the meal.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Night Three: Peshys&lt;br /&gt;
:The final night of Yshollis is meant to remind the Iyo that we are all one, and that we will face the coming challenges together.  This generally is a celebration of life and family, and some traditional rituals accompany it.  Every attending member is required to wear a ceremonial stola, which is an oversized garment somewhat like a painter&#039;s smock.  For those attending Peshys for the first time, their stolas are pristine white.  However, there are bins of brightly colored powders available, and all are encouraged to help themselves.  The powder is flung into the air, or on each other, as music overtakes the celebration.  The powder quickly binds to the stolas, staining them with a unique color combination that belongs solely to its owner.  Each attendee only gets one stola, and that&#039;s the one that they wear each time they attend Peshys.  There is music all night, and the entire event is meant to be a high-spirited celebration of togetherness.  We are all painted with the same colors, we have all gone through the same obstacles, and yet here we stand, marked to be certain, but still ready to face what awaits us.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Ayd L&#039;Naereen ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ayd L&#039;Naereen&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Mrae&#039;ni, Vaer&#039;sah, Gaeh&#039;deh aelotoi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; No set location&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Initially, this was the day the original aelotian cultures that migrated from Bre&#039;Naere recognized their connection to L&#039;Naere, the arkati who first brought their race to Bre&#039;Naere during the [[Ur-Daemon War]].  It involved a subdued gathering of family members for fellowship and food and was neither somber nor joyful.  The elders of the families, particularly those who were adults when coming through the portal, would often fast for the day, allowing the younger generations to feast on what fare had been prepared.  This particular celebration, if it can be called that, is slowly fading out and is expected to disappear altogether as those who lived on Bre&#039;Naere pass away.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Flyr Keh&#039;Nira ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Flyr Khe&#039;Nira&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Around the Vernal Equinox&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Aelotoi&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Cysaegir&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Flyr Keh&#039;Nira, also known as Beautiful Flowers, is celebrated around the approximate time as the vernal equinox, though it is flexible dependent on when flowers begin to blossom.  It is quickly replacing Ayd L&#039;Naereen amongst the younger aelotian generations as they move away from celebrating L&#039;Naere and focus instead on the spring bloom, recognizing the continued renewal not only of the seasons, but of their people.  Bouquet arrangements are common during these days, and are often gifted amongst friends and family members, as are various intricately woven items.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Ta&#039;Ardenai:  Vernal Court Celebrations ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Return of the Sharythian Hunters, Rains of Amelanchier, and Birth of Aquendilon&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the spring season&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ardenai elves&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrate:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ta&#039;Ardenai&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The opening of the Vernal Court is heralded by ivory gyrefalcons with hunter green ribbons trailing stars that are sent to all courts within Ta&#039;Ardenai and all elven city-states.  The three ceremonies of the Vernal Court are the Return of the Sharythian Hunters, the Rains of Amelanchier, and the Birth of Aquendilon.&lt;br /&gt;
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: &#039;&#039;For more detail, see the Vernal Court section of the [[Ta&#039;Ardenai/Seasonal Courts|Ta&#039;Ardenai Seasonal Courts]] document.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Winterberry Festival ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Winterberry Festival&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest residents&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Winterberry Festival is a small festival that occurs occasionally in River&#039;s Rest.  Held typically during the spring, Winterberry Festival, like Picklefest, is a celebration of a particular River&#039;s Rest fixation, in this case, winterberries.  Merchants hawk winterberry-themed wares, and brewers compete for best winterberry brew.  While Winterberry Festival is not an annual event, it is a fond tradition of modern River&#039;s Rest.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Olaesta ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Night of the Luminous Rose (Arathsela)===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Night of the Luminous Rose (Arathesela)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st week of Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Nalfein Elves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ta&#039;Nalfein&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Nalfein tradition of arathsela, or Night of the Luminous Rose, signals the end of the summer and winter seasons, bolstering the last-minute income as tourists flood in to witness the celebration. A variety of activities culminate in the releasing of the lanterns. These elaborate lanterns, painted in vivid colors and representing diverse subjects, are purchased from the night markets, and lit at the setting of the sun, when they are released across the piers, ships, and paddle boats filling the bay. Many poets have written verbose words regarding the release of the lanterns, referring to them as trailing constellations and even fireflies illuminating the amethyst-orange colors of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;
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:In the rainy vernal season, many participants choose to bring their own lanterns and candles, as a particular stormy arathsela festival halted the release of the delicate paper lanterns.  Young children often gather around the lanterns as they observe the constellations, while songsmiths and storytellers wax poetic about the tales of the heavenly bodies.  Bottles of moonflower-crafted liqueurs and other floral-themed treats are often sold along the promenade, the market stalls engulfed in flourishing naefira.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Olaesta (April 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various.&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various.  &lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Reflecting on the Arkati&#039;s history, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning marks the occasion when the Arkati Zelia traversed the moons to forewarn her kin about the impending Ur-Daemon threat.  While the exact date of this event has faded into the annals of time, it was collectively decided in Elanthian history that the 1st of Olaesta would serve as its commemorative day.  Across Elanthia, societies vary in their observance of this holiday; some disregard it entirely, while others embrace it as a time of playful mischief and fanciful antics.  Tricksters delight in orchestrating pranks and practical jokes, adding a whimsical flair to the day&#039;s festivities.  For some, it&#039;s a moment of solace, a time to honor those gifted with visions, while others use it as an opportunity to pay homage to loved ones who have succumbed to Zelia&#039;s influence.  Regardless of one&#039;s stance, the presence of Zelia&#039;s devotees—both willing and unwitting—makes the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning unmistakable across the breadth of Elanthia.&lt;br /&gt;
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====Race, Culture, or Area Details ====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith: Neither the erithi nor Inyexat celebrate this day&lt;br /&gt;
:* Evashir: The Evashir do not celebrate this day&lt;br /&gt;
:* The Great Piratical Flotilla: The transient residents of the flotilla enjoy any cause for celebration, and the chaotic nature of the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning is no exception. Many privateers and pirates do no business on this day because of the overall hijinks and practical jokes that abound across the flotilla.&lt;br /&gt;
:* River&#039;s Rest: While Torre in general has no formal or official recognition of this day, individuals here and there may choose to partake. In the town of River&#039;s Rest, where quirkiness is celebrated every day, the 1st of Olaesta is often a day of extra pranks and merriment, and one may find its many adventurers enjoying several of their local pastimes such as Dodge the Void, Dice of Fate, or Gnomeflinging.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Vaalor: Most Vaalor elves quite pointedly do not acknowledge this holiday, most likely due to the destroyed settlement of Zelian monks in the environs outside the fortress. On rare occasion, one may find a home with a candle in the window on this evening, in memory of the elves lost to Zelia in the Lunule Weald, but this practice is generally frowned upon as it&#039;s believed to bring undue attention to a notable historical failure.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Illistim: Illistim elves do not celebrate this day, as previous attempts have resulted in the introduction of the winged Aies parchment acariformes to the Library Aies.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Ta&#039;Nalfein: Nalfein elves do not celebrate this day, the belief that intentionally causing woe (albeit minor) will in turn bring it upon themselves tenfold.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Vision Circles of the Forest Gnomes =====&lt;br /&gt;
:Recognizing the significance of visions and prophecy in Zelia&#039;s lore, the Wendwillow gnomes hold a community vision sharing circle on the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning.  Gnomes gather around a central bonfire, each taking turns to share their dreams, premonitions, and insights into the future.  Whether whimsical or profound, each vision is honored and respected as a glimpse into the mysteries of fate and destiny.  Through this shared experience, the gnomes strengthen their bonds of kinship and reaffirm their connection to Zelia&#039;s divine wisdom, finding solace and guidance in the collective wisdom of their community.&lt;br /&gt;
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:It is not unheard of for other Bloodlines to visit these vision circles to seek wisdom for the year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Ritualistic Vaikalimara Dance of Shadows =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In the twilight glow of the northern steppes, the Vaikalimara Clan emerges from the shadows and into secluded clearings.  Beneath the canopy of stars, they assemble, a silent congregation adorned in elaborate masks and draped in dark ceremonial attire.  Each garment tells a story, woven with threads from each clanswomen&#039;s past life and bound by pieces of their new one.  At some unbidden signal,  the clanswomen begin a mesmerizing dance, a testament to the fluidity and grace that defines their existence.  Their movements are sinuous, weaving intricate patterns in the air as they pay homage to the enigmatic Arkati.  Haunting chants rise like smoke from their lips, mingling with the rhythmic drumbeats that echo through the night and infusing the atmosphere with a primal energy.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Should fortune align and the day coincides with any of Elanthia&#039;s pale sisters being full, then the dance takes on an otherworldly intensity.  Howls pierce the silence, offering homage to the celestial bodies that watch over them, punctuating each movement with a primal cry of acknowledgment.  As the night unfolds, the dancers lose themselves in the rhythm, their bodies becoming vessels for the chaos that guides them in battle.  Exhaustion becomes their companion, yet they press on, driven by a deep-seated reverence for the traditions that bind them together.&lt;br /&gt;
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:With each passing hour, the dance grows more fervent, the boundaries between their physical presence and mental trances blurring into obscurity.  Those who falter, succumbing to the weight of their exertions, are left behind, their prone forms a testament to the physical and mental trials of the night.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Yet for those who endure, there is a profound sense of honor that accompanies the breaking of dawn.  As the first light pierces the horizon, casting its golden hue upon the land, the surviving dancers emerge from the darkness, their spirits unyielding, their bond with chaos reaffirmed once more.  Often, the title of Chaosweaver is given to those that survive the dance.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Dragon Kites of Olaesta =====&lt;br /&gt;
:On the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning, while the focus ostensibly lies on honoring Zelia&#039;s pivotal role, the citizens of Mestanir venture en masse to the hills or converge upon religious sites like the Crown of Koar.  However, their purpose diverges from the expected reverence for Zelia.  Instead, they gather to pay homage to the Great Drakes and commemorate their legendary triumph over the Ur-Daemon threat.&lt;br /&gt;
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:At these gatherings, elaborate contests unfold, centering around the creation and flight of kites.  These contests are not merely about the flight itself but delve into the intricate craftsmanship of the kites.  Participants vie for supremacy in categories that scrutinize the size, shape, and design of their creations, each kite a testament to the creativity and skill of its maker.&lt;br /&gt;
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:What sets these contests apart is the stringent adherence to tradition.  It is strictly mandated that no magic be employed in the construction or propulsion of the kites.  Instead, participants must rely solely on their ingenuity and craftsmanship to ensure their kite takes to the skies.  This prohibition underscores the reverence for the Great Drakes&#039; achievements, emphasizing the importance of honoring tradition and the intrinsic value of human effort and skill.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Temples of the Moon =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In an attempt to embrace the Chaos of the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning, temples to Zelia will frequently conduct wild ceremonies throughout the day that have no discernable schedule.  The ceremonies can be brief and simple or long and elaborate.  Doomsayers frequently flock to the temples during this day as they have a platform for their ramblings.  Some ceremonies that have been noted in recent history are:&lt;br /&gt;
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:* Study of the Doorknob - In this strange ceremony, doorknobs are either stolen from local homes or simply collected and anchored to walls within the temple.  It is unclear what the symbolism is here.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Destruction of Chains - This ceremony is in honor of breaking the bounds and constraints of sanity.  Enormous chains, those frequently used by ferries, are collected in the streets, and laid upon the cobbles.  Using any means necessary, wild men and women will come together to break the chains.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Fire is the Mother of Chaos - Though frequently dangerous, there is a sub-cult of Zelians known as firebugs that believe they are honoring Zelia&#039;s will by raining chaos down upon the ordered life of cities.  They are basically arsonists who utilize this day to sate their hunger for fire.  The craze began sometime in the early half of the 49th century in the Human Empire and lasted until the latter half before fading.  Ever since, that day is monitored by local watch and many reserves are brought forward to watch the streets to prevent any true damage.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Chasing Color - In 5102, a small village to the north of New Myssar in the County of Oire, there was a woman who was reportedly &amp;quot;gripped&amp;quot; by the hand of Zelia.  She dyed all of the local roltons and sheep in vibrant colors.  Anywhere that she saw white, she hurled full bottles of dye in an attempt to paint the world in color.  Though largely harmless, there were some injuries when the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; woman forgot to uncork the bottles of dye, causing bruising on the people that they landed on.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Asylums of Chaos =====&lt;br /&gt;
:In various corners of Elanthia, there exist sanctuaries dedicated to the care of the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;mad,&amp;quot; commonly referred to as asylums.  These establishments play a crucial role in providing support and treatment for individuals grappling with the complexities of their minds.  Interestingly, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning serves as a unique opportunity for these asylums to gather support and resources.&lt;br /&gt;
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:On this auspicious day, a curious phenomenon unfolds:  the staff of these asylums mysteriously find themselves absent from their duties, either taking the day off or calling in sick.  As a result, the patients, now unattended, spill out into the streets, their presence drawing attention from the surrounding communities.&lt;br /&gt;
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:What transpires next is a testament to the power of collective compassion and communal responsibility.  Rather than turning a blind eye to the spectacle of the &amp;quot;enlightened&amp;quot; wandering the streets, the residents of these communities spring into action.  They converge upon the asylums, armed with brooms, buckets, and benevolence, ready to extend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;
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:With remarkable efficiency, the volunteers set to work, transforming the neglected asylums into gleaming sanctuaries once more.  Dust is banished, cobwebs swept away, and neglected corners are revitalized with care and attention.  As the day progresses, the community spirit swells, infusing the air with a sense of camaraderie and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;
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:But the impact of this day extends beyond mere physical cleanup.  As word spreads of the asylums&#039; plight, so too does the outpouring of support.  Donations pour in from generous benefactors, eager to lend their aid to a cause that touches the hearts of many.  The funds raised on the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning often prove sufficient to sustain the operations of these vital institutions for the remainder of the year, ensuring that those within their care continue to receive the support and compassion they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;
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:In this unexpected convergence of chaos and charity, the Day of Zelia&#039;s Warning emerges not only as a day of remembrance but also as a beacon of hope and solidarity for all who call Elanthia home.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Bericsaba Market ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Bericsaba Market&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of the Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; First Full Weekend of Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ornathians&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sleeping Drake Harbor&lt;br /&gt;
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: On the first weekend of Olaesta, the harbor market of Ornath, closed for much of the year, throws open its gates for a highly anticipated annual event.  Farmers, poulterers, shepherds, and artisans from across the island descend upon the bustling square, eager to hawk their wares, test their skills, and stake their claim in the island’s most prestigious culinary and craft competitions.  For one weekend, the market is a whirlwind of voices calling out their goods, the scent of grilled fish and sweet preserves thick in the air, and the clatter of craftsmen setting up displays of finely woven textiles, carved driftwood trinkets, and freshly fired pottery.&lt;br /&gt;
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: While trade thrives, it is the competitions that draw the largest crowds, each category a test of skill and island tradition.  Culinary rivalries play out over the best island preserves, where jams, marmalades, and chutneys are judged not just on flavor but on their richness, balance, and longevity.  Fish dishes range from simple grilled fare with crisp citrus glazes to elaborate spiced roasts, each entry an attempt to prove its maker knows the sea best.  Breadmakers, too, bring their finest, whether soft, pillowy loaves or dense, nutty rounds meant to last through long journeys.  The cucumber dip contest is perhaps the most cutthroat of all; what began as a humble side dish has become a matter of pride, with families guarding their ingredient blends as closely as a jeweler guards gemstones.  Even shepherds take part in the fray, presenting their finest cheeses and strongest poultry stock, with judges weighing the plumpness of partridges and rock pigeons and the depth of flavor in each sample.&lt;br /&gt;
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: Though prestige is the greatest prize, the market is just as much a place of mischief and gossip.  Rivals keep a sharp eye on one another, some going so far as to send spies to hover near cooking stalls, listening for whispered recipes or watching for the subtle addition of a hidden ingredient.  It is not uncommon for a particularly good preserve or an especially inventive dish to mysteriously reappear in another vendor’s hands the following year, leading to playful accusations - or the occasional grudge that lasts well beyond the festival.  By sunset on the final day, champions are crowned, bets are settled, and old rivalries either find resolution or new fuel.  As the market shutters its doors once more, the island hums with the afterglow of competition, each participant already planning for the next year’s battle.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Dawn of the First Blossom===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dawn of the First Blossom&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 5th day of Olaesta (April 5)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Elves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Public and private gardens (including greenhouses and arboretums)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;:  Dawn of the First Blossom is a yearly celebration ushering in spring, and with it the anticipation of botanicals across both garden and greenhouse alike. From dawn&#039;s first light, musicians begin to serenade the plant life, hoping to encourage seeds to take root or sprouts to thrive as the season continues. These instrumentalists range from a single violinist to a full, robust orchestra, the performers filling the air with music from dawn to dusk.  Fanciful packets of seeds and garden tools are given as gifts, a symbol of continuing creation and life anew after a season of frost. Children are often gifted small open-woven pouches filled with local, indigenous varieties of seeds, the hope that their rambunctiousness and joy will continue to spread these seeds into the meadows and forests throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Cockle&#039;s Court ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Cockle&#039;s Court&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 9th day of Olaesta (April 9)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Jantalar&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Jantalar in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The custom of Cockle Court is still followed in some of the villages of this region. This elaborate mock trial is performed to expose quarrelling spouses and serve as a warning to the young. A judge and jury are appointed, along with counsel for the prosecution and defense. All of these parties proceed to the Moot Hall, banging on pots and pans and drawing behind them a wagon carrying two men disguised as the husband and wife in question. Once assembled, the quick-witted counselors present their case and the judge and jury decide upon a verdict (usually something to the effect of charging the couple with keeping the peace lest they be set on the dunking-stool). At the trial&#039;s conclusion, all involved adjourn to a nearby tavern to drink to the good health and happiness of the husband and wife.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== All Ores Day ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; All Ores Day&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 15th day of Olaesta (April 15)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Dwarves&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Private dwellings and temples of Eonak&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;:  On the 15th day of the fourth month of each year, young dwarves are given a small hammer to use during a somewhat ritualistic and ceremonial process of breaking open pieces of rock to discover the ore within them. It is common for friends and family of the adolescent dwarf to give them raw pieces of ore, often still surrounded by the rocky exterior in which it was found.  The adolescent then uses their small hammer to break open the rock and discover the pieces of metals within.  This is both a learning and cultural experience for the young dwarf, reinforcing the inherent and intrinsic values of metalsmithing in dwarven society.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Prozd BurzKailt===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Prozd Burzkailt&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sometime between the 10th day of Olaesta and the 20th day (April 10 - 20)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Krolvin Nation&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; In the realm of celestial cycles, the vernal equinox ushers in the promise of spring, typically gracing the lands on the 21st or 22nd of Charlatos. Yet, in the frigid domains of the northern isles, where the rule of volcanoes and ice holds sway, the arrival of spring tarries. Here, amidst the icy expanse, the transition to spring unfolds at its own pace, heralded by the enigmatic Holiday of Prozd BurzKailt, observed sometime in Olaesta.  This holiday is distinguished by the coastal metamorphosis from border ice to pancake ice, a transformation subject to the whims of weather, dictating whether it arrives swiftly or lingers. Tradition dictates its commencement three days after the initial shelf of ice surrenders to the embrace of the water.  Primarily, the holiday serves as a joyous proclamation, signaling the commencement of the spring raids or sailing season. Central to the festivities is the construction of a colossal effigy in the likeness of Charl, adorned with a seaweed beard and fashioned from driftwood. Nested within this structure are offerings of trinkets crafted during the somber, contemplative months of winter, each embodying a hope or aspiration for the year ahead.  As dusk descends and the sun gently kisses the horizon, the eldest member of the village ignites the effigy, symbolizing the waning grip of winter. Throughout the night, the effigy blazes, casting its warm glow upon the gathered revelers. Should its flames falter before the break of dawn, auguries portend a bleak season ahead. However, such omens are rare, for the elders possess the wisdom to sustain the fire until the first light of morning illuminates the sky, affirming the promise of a bountiful spring.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;A Final Note:&#039;&#039; &amp;quot;Prozd BurzKailt&amp;quot; in Krolegh, roughly translated to &amp;quot;The Night of Winter&#039;s Death&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;The Night of Winter&#039;s End.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Flotsam Fling ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Flotsam Fling&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; A weekend in Olaesta&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; The flotilla and its inhabitants&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Great Piratical Flotilla as far away from any land as possible&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Jetsam Court picks a weekend each year in Olaesta to celebrate spring as a reminder to their ties to the land and its seasons.  In the winter months, hempen bracelets in bright colors are woven and exchanged between friends and companions.  When word reaches the flotilla of spring&#039;s arrival in Elanith&#039;s coastal towns, the bracelets are hung about the flotilla, and it moves to a remote area in the sea.  Ropes, nets, boats, everything are bedecked with these vibrant loops, heralding the Jetsam Court&#039;s weekend of revelry known as the Flotsam Fling.  It is believed this tradition was brought to the flotilla by someone whose home village celebrated spring this way, hanging the bracelets from the branches of its trees. &lt;br /&gt;
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:The fling consists of the uncasking of the previous year&#039;s batch of Charl&#039;s Ocean rum, a potent rum distilled and matured on the flotilla (its motto is &amp;quot;Set Sail for Fun&amp;quot;).  Shrimp and fish are barbecued and drinking and dancing go far into the night.  Most commerce stops during the Flotsam Fling, and while brawls may break out, all grudges and true fighting are put aside lest the perpetrators face the wrath of the Pirate Queen.  While rum is the most popular drink, it is by no means the only, and for those who prefer cocktails, large barrels are mixed of the flotilla&#039;s signature drink, the blue mermaid cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The next morning, the flotilla&#039;s favorite hangover cure is rolled out to the decks (where many participants litter the area having fallen asleep or passed out where they stood the night before).  This cure consists of an erithi noodle and broth dish favored by many on the flotilla and a drink called Niima&#039;s Grace (an effervescent lime beverage sweetened with pomegranate juice).  Many, however, also take a bit of the &amp;quot;tentacle of the kraken&amp;quot; as the saying goes, sipping watered-down rum.  The rest of the morning and into the afternoon is filled with a brawling tournament judged by the Jetsam Court with the winner being crowned Flotilla King or Queen for a night by the Pirate Queen Kyncera.&lt;br /&gt;
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:As the Flotsam Fling winds up, colorfully decorated ships leave the flotilla in a haphazard parade.  A few ships inevitably fire off their cannons, and everyone just hopes their crews are sober enough to aim them out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;
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:&#039;&#039;The Blue Mermaid Cocktail:&#039;&#039;  The blue mermaid cocktail is made with equal parts Charl&#039;s Ocean rum, freshly squeezed pineapple juice, and azurelia.  It&#039;s poured over crushed ice and mixed with a dollop of simple syrup and a smattering of fresh lime.  Azurelia, for those unfamiliar, is a lagoon blue liqueur that allegedly came from Kezmon Isle.  It is powerful and sweet and a favorite in mixed drinks on the flotilla and other pirate ships.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Oire&#039;s Rite of Spring ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rite of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Ivastaen (May 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Oire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; County of Ore in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The most important celebration of the year is the Rite of Spring, which is held on the first day of [[Ivastaen]]. The normally easy-going and somewhat reserved citizens throw all caution to the wind for this raucous (some might say debauched) festival. The Rite celebrates the union of Oleani and Phoen, love, and fertility. Large feasts are held in all the towns and villages, with food and strong drink in abundance. Music and dancing are a central part of the celebrations, and bards often travel from all over to participate. As night falls, couples and groups wander into the fields and woods for trysts under the spring moons. Children conceived on that night are considered to be especially blessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Satimil ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Satimil&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The 1st week of Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Evashiran&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Evashir&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; While there are ample quieter and more introspective special days throughout Evashiran culture, Satimil is not one of those.  During the first week of Ivastaen, Evashiran across the principality celebrate the &amp;quot;Festival of Spring Rains&amp;quot; known as Satimil.  During this week, Evashirans tend to wear light-colored, inexpensive clothing because, at any given time, revelers may blow brightly colored powdered dyes over one another and than follow with a stream of water, effectively dying their garments in a polychromatic display.  The dyes represent the many colors of spring and the water it rains.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Throughout the week, people may partake in numerous smaller events specific to one or more of the orders they belong to, and different villages, towns, and counties host gatherings and feasts.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:In Ata&#039;Lysel, the week is punctuated by parades and celebrations throughout the streets, outdoor markets, and an air of levity that can at times feel at odds to the perception of dark elves in general but is embraced by even the stoic and serious Evashirans during Satimil.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Day of Kuon&#039;s Blessing===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Day of Kuon&#039;s Blessing &lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 1st day of Ivastaen (May 1)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
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====Race, Culture, or Area Details====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith:  While erithi and Inyexat do not celebrate this day, per se, they do place great importance on the blooming of plants and flowers in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Evashir: Evashir, especially those in farming or gardening societies may have specific rites and celebrations around this day, and it is a common day for a town-wide celebration focused on market trades of fresh flowers and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Aelotoi: The aelotoi commonly refer to this day as Yllira Bre&#039;Flyr or Wind of the Flowers in common, as it is customary for many of the petals from blooming flora to be swept by the winds into the air, causing them to swirl about. Celebrations are simple, often in the form of picnics in general gathering areas with vegetarian fare featuring a floral base.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Kuon&#039;s Bloom ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kuon&#039;s Bloom&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ivastaen First&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ornathians&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Isle of Ornath&lt;br /&gt;
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: For those who wish to honor Kuon in a more gentle, yearly observance, Kuon&#039;s Bloom is a spring festival marking the first blossoming of wildflowers and herbs.  On this day, healers, herbalists, and farmers leave their first harvest of herbs upon temple steps or at the edges of forests, offering them back to nature in Kuon&#039;s name.  Children gather wildflowers and weave them into crowns and garlands, which they place upon shrines and doorways, or even offer as gifts to those who have dedicated their lives to healing and growth.  In the evening, a quiet moment of thanks is held in homes, fields, and gardens; each person reflecting on the cycle of life, death, and rebirth, and the simple gift of being able to nurture something small into something great.  Kuon&#039;s Bloom is a time of gentle renewal, an echo of the greater Vigil, but one meant to be carried out with joy and gratitude, rather than sorrow and toil.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Battle of Winter and Summer ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Battle of Winter and Summer&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Ivastaen (Varies year-to-year)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Krinklehorn&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Barony of Dragach in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Every [[Ivastaen]] in Krinklehorn a great battle between Winter and Summer is acted out by the men of the region. The leader of one company dresses in a long robe trimmed with fur and a tall white hat. He is armed with a stick of ironwood and a shield of fleece stretched over a metal frame. The men following him all wear white fur vests and sing the praises of Winter. The opposing company, distinguished by their short coats tied with colorful ribbons, is led by a man in a green robe garlanded with flowers who carries a leafy branch of hazel and a buckler of woven grass. As a group they all parade to a field outside the town where the battle is staged. The men of Winter fling dry brush at their opponents, while the hordes of Summer return fire with ferns and small flowers. After much fun and mock warfare, the victorious Summer leader is carried by his supporters to the town center, where feasting, drinking, and assorted games take place over the next several days.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Stoutfoot Stomp ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Stoutfoot Stomp&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 17th day of Ivastaen (May 17)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Halflings&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Local farms and villages&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: A celebration of the birth of new stoutfoot roltons, the Stoutfoot Stomp is a delightful day of merriment lasting from daybreak of the 17th and into the dawn of the next day.  Wildflower-crafted mead flows alongside the innumerable dishes served at the farmstead (families and visitors taking their turns cooking and cleaning during the long day affair - everyone contributes in-kind), but the crowning glory of the holiday is the Stomp.  Brave halflings volunteer to traverse a pre-determined racecourse through the farm, carrying a tray of sweets in hopes of being the fastest to the finish line.  The challenge, however, is that the farmstead&#039;s stoutfoot roltons (and their young progeny) are released as soon the contestant crosses the starting line, the scent of a potential meal luring the hard-hoofed creatures to pursue the runner.  The winner of the contest is crowned the Fleetfooted Champion of the Stomp, though it is often hard-earned (and a lot of work for the local healers).&lt;br /&gt;
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:Children are encouraged to participate in a less violent fashion by donning a replica of the stoutfoot&#039;s short, blunt horns and attempting to ram into tart-shaped pinatas, though many opt to traditionally down a pinata with a stick painted in candy colors.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Dra&#039;Elstin ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Dra&#039;Elstin&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Spring, usually in Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; All non-city dwelling sylvankind&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Throughout the woods and forests of Elanthia&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Dra&#039;Elstin is no simple festival -- it is a wild, otherworldly convergence where the sylvankind abandon the constraints of ordinary existence and meet the raw pulse of the just waking natural world.  Held on no specific day, but typically occurring during Ivastaen, the Dra&#039;Elstin begins when the forest breathes out its first true sigh of life. The celebration is less a structured event and more a living ritual, shifting unpredictably based on participants and their relationship with nature.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Celebration of Ataelel ===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Celebration of the Ataelel&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 19th day of Ivastaen (May 19)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Illistim&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Library Aies and The Green&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: The Illistimi celebrate the ataelel (or bookworm), the lighthearted nomenclature for those with a passion for literary works. Formal events are scheduled within the Library Aies and The Green, book readings and discussions between denizens of the Shining City over (several) cups of tea, although smaller, more intimate book clubs are often held in their stead. Gifts of books wrapped in hand-written parchments are accompanied by woven chains of flora and trinkets, the chains serving as bookmarks to be PULLed (and completed) once the giftee has finished reading the literary works. &lt;br /&gt;
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=== Festival of Oleani===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Festival of Oleani&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 20th of Ivastaen (May 20)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Various&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Honoring the passing of winter and heralding the arrival of Spring, the Festival of Oleani centers upon weddings, the blessing of fields, new love, and new births.  While not all cultures celebrate the day specifically as a way of honoring Oleani, there are many celebrations that take place centering upon this day and season.&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Race, Culture, or Area Details ====&lt;br /&gt;
:* Atan Irith: In general, erithi and Inyexat do not celebrate this holiday, but many traveling to Elanith partake in local festivities.&lt;br /&gt;
:* The Great Piratical Flotilla:  With their love for revelry, a fertility celebration is a cause for a raucous meeting aboard the flotilla by many.  They focus less on love and Spring and more on the other components.  This is not, however, a particularly specific or special flotilla celebration.&lt;br /&gt;
:* Elven Nations: While there is no particular celebration practiced within the Nations, elves often host dinner parties and other social occasions in the gardens to better showcase the flora and foliage that bloom with the Spring season.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Chastonia Lifting =====&lt;br /&gt;
:A curious yearly custom known as &amp;quot;lifting&amp;quot; is followed by the peasantry of this region, wherein a person sitting on a chair or stool is lifted from the ground three times in succession.  In the morning of the [[Festival of Oleani]] the men lift the women, and in the evening the women lift the men. The person being lifted is expected to give a few silvers to all those who exalt him in the name of good luck.&lt;br /&gt;
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===== Festival of Feathers =====&lt;br /&gt;
:After the annual migration to their summer homes, the T&#039;Kirem Bear Clan, Grishknel Wolf Clan, Araime Sun Clan, and Maeramil Wind Runner Clans gather for the Festival of Feathers.  This multiday celebration marks the onset of spring and serves as a unique courting ritual.  Over several days, giantkin, especially young lovers, roam the mountainsides in search of tertiary and primary feathers shed by the migrating birds.  These feathers symbolize the promise of love and the renewal of life.  It&#039;s a tradition deeply ingrained in the giantkin culture that feathers are never taken but only found, respecting nature&#039;s gifts.&lt;br /&gt;
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:During the festival, these feathers are presented to potential mates as tokens of affection and commitment.  If accepted, the feathers are carefully woven into the recipient&#039;s hair or beard, symbolizing their mutual dedication to the budding relationship.  However, this festival is not just for potential mates but also to honor those that have been paired for a long time.  Older lovers, having weathered the seasons together, often exchange smaller feathers, recognizing that it&#039;s the small gestures and moments in life that strengthen their bond over time.  These smaller feathers represent the enduring love built upon shared experiences and the passage of time.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Much as the halflings have their wedding boxes that house their handfasting cords, giantkin have sacred clothes fashioned of supple pieces of suede.  These cloths carefully wrap the feathers a couple has shared through their lifetime.  When a giantkin passes, the feathers go with them into the flame.&lt;br /&gt;
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:This festival is not only about finding mates, since it is rare to have so many clans gathered together, there are often apprenticeship exchanges that take place.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Shakat&#039;s Rite of Spring ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Rite of Spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 3rd Week of Ivastaen (Approx. May 21st - 28th)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Shakat of River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest Shakat Communities&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The third week of Ivaestan is usually spent devouring whatever food stores are left from the prior year. This cleansing of the closets is combined with layered prayer and dance, as each Shakat hopes the coming year&#039;s bounty is better than the last. Not surprisingly, half the week is spent eating and feasting. The other half is spent recovering. It is not uncommon for drownings in the river to occur during this time, as imbibing is almost certain. In a twist from the custom of New Myssar, babies born during this time are also gorged and overfed, under the belief it will make their mouths and tongues grow into mechanisms fitting for a powerful shaman.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Zephyr&#039;s Fortune===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Zephyr&#039;s Fortune&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 25th day of Ivastaen (May 25)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates&#039;&#039;&#039;: Ta&#039;Nalfein&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Nielira Harbor and other Nalfein ports&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: Zephyr&#039;s Fortune is a celebration of the spring breeze, the fortunate winds filling the sails of Nalfein ships, and ushering in a (hopefully) prosperous season for fishermen and privateers alike. The Nalfein find the gentle wave of a fan similar to the breeze off of the waters of the Eastern Seaboard, and in turn, artisans travel to the cities to unveil their collections of hand fans, the pieces crafted throughout the winter months to debut in the spring. Performances of fan dances are often held within the city squares or the nearby gardens, the displays of pageantry and grace ever an opportunity to glimpse the fashions of the aristocracy, as well as to establish one&#039;s skill in the art of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Joys of Jes&#039;Tamaline ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Joys of Jes&#039;Tamaline&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Last day of Ivastaen (May 31)&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who Celebrates:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizenry of Riverwood&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Barony of Riverwood in the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; As well as the [[Arkati]], citizens of Riverwood often practice rites to honor [[Jes&#039;Tamaline]], a local spirit of the many rivers of Riverwood. If Jes&#039;Tamaline is dishonored, it is said that the trees will bear no fruit, that deer will hear a hunter&#039;s footsteps from seven miles away, and that all the fish rivers will dry to dust with all their fish transformed to stone. Jes&#039;Tamaline is honored on the last day of [[Ivastaen]] by singing songs in her honor, dancing through the woods, and garlanding people and trees with flowers.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Lumnea ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Tiralza Tempest Toss ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Tiralza Tempest Toss&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Historically, the first Feastday in Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Residents of River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; River&#039;s Rest&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; While the Tiralza Tempest Toss hasn&#039;t been popular in years, this was once an unusual and popular River&#039;s Rest annual event held on the first Saturday in Lumnea.  Wheels of cheese are hauled to the top of Tempest Falls, and participants take turns in trying to fling larger and larger wheels of cheese over the falls.  Rolling does not count; the wheel must be in the air as it crests the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Large picnics are held, with onlookers cheering their chosen cheese-tossing champion.  The drinks flow freely (even amongst the contestants), and invariably, some wheel a few rounds of cheese over to the gnomeflinger and try to take down blood eagles as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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:For the children, wrapped, one-eared chocolate rabbits and aardvarks are hidden throughout the riverbanks, providing additional sources of activity and entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Despite its name, tiralza is not actually thrown over the falls, since it is a soft cheese not suitable for large wheels.  However, it is a very common ingredient in the picnic baskets, and it is believed that the alliteration was the main driving force behind the event&#039;s name -- a catchy title more important than accuracy for River&#039;s Rest residents.  Indeed, the timing of the event was thought to coincide also with the visits by several Vanadre Chiras caravans who joined in the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;
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:From time to time, residents make noises about doing this event again, and invariably, a handful of revelers will wander to the top of the falls and hurl cheese off it in honor of the former town holiday.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Rite of Scales and Petals===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Rite of Scales and Petals&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; 3rd weekend of Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Citizens and visitors of Nydds, throughout the Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Turamzzyrian Empire&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; The month of Lumnea ushers in The Rite of Scales and Petals, a two day fete that celebrates the blending of magic and nature in honor of the colleges of Nydds.  &lt;br /&gt;
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:The first evening of the Rite is a celebration over superstition, where students often dress in elaborate costumery in the image of the winged serpents of legend, the creature&#039;s wings often hung with tiny lanterns and bells that softly chime along with their movements.  These costumed serpents and their lantern-clad companions illuminate the evening sky as they form a processional towards the groves of oaks throughout the city, the people of Nydds using the splendor of the legendary winged creatures to &amp;quot;delight&amp;quot; the spirits of the oaks.  The oral histories of the beasts and the arboreal forms are also taught as the procession continues, blending knowledge and folklore well into the early dawn, the market stalls offering coffees and teas as well as small meals for those who celebrated with more vigor than others.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The second day of the Rite is a showcase of gardening prowess, both physical and magical demonstrations of floral care occurring from sunrise until sundown.  Farmers travel to Nydds to showcase their bounties, and it is common to see walking forms of florals as many visitors purchase their bouquets and garlands, unable to see before them as they cautiously traverse to the next stall.  Young maids of the city are especially fond of wearing the woven flora, utilizing their knowledge of the language of flowers to showcase their marital status, as well as the qualities they seek in a future significant other.&lt;br /&gt;
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:As the classes and lectures conclude, many gather at the colleges, sitting along the hilly terrain as they watch fireworks bloom across the evening sky.  These fireworks, of course, are borne of magic and are often a series of tableaus, each mage allowed a small period of time to introduce their work before showcasing their demonstration to those brave enough to gather close to such an explosive phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Trine ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The Trine&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; During a moon&#039;s cycle in the month of Lumnea&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Halflings&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Icemule, halfling encampments&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039; Information regarding the Trine [https://gswiki.play.net/History_of_the_Truefolk#The_Trine_(sidebar) can be found here.]&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Otterstide===&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: Otterstide&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration&#039;&#039;&#039;: 7th day of Lumnea (June 7)&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it&#039;&#039;&#039;: Citizens and visitors of Kraken&#039;s Fall&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;Where is it celebrated&#039;&#039;&#039;: Kraken&#039;s Fall and its surrounding environs&lt;br /&gt;
:&#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday&#039;&#039;&#039;: As the spring season quickly approaches the summer equinox, the citizens of Kraken&#039;s Fall join together to celebrate the warmth of the sun across the waters and the legend of the Otter Queen.  An often (hastily) erected lighthouse is built using planks from ships sunk throughout the year, creating a makeshift diving board from which intrepid adventurers jump into the cool waters, the highest scorer awarded the honor of being the Otter&#039;s Queen Consort until next Otterstide.  The title affords very little, although the bragging rights and bravado last for a lifetime.  Stories of the semiaquatic mammal are shared by the bonfire, alongside an astounding amount of rum, the revelers often falling asleep in the sand and ushering in the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Sleutspel ===&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Name of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; Sleutspel, or Tinkering Games&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Date of Holiday/Celebration:&#039;&#039;&#039; The last day of spring&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Who celebrates it:&#039;&#039;&#039; Burghal gnomes&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;Where it is celebrated:&#039;&#039;&#039; Tamzyrr&lt;br /&gt;
: &#039;&#039;&#039;A short description of the holiday:&#039;&#039;&#039;  Burghal gnomes, especially the Withycombe, gather in Vadzyrr annually on the last day of spring for a competition based around tinkering.&lt;br /&gt;
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:Competitors work all year to develop wonderous new mechanical devices, with prizes and recognition given in a variety of categories to the best tinkerers.  The categories run the gamut from the imminently practical (such as best kitchen device) to the unusual (one year had a category for mechanical pinatas) and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The unofficial celebrations start up to a week in advance as participants and spectators arrive.  There are exhibitions and demonstrations, pop-up markets from past winners and future hopefuls, and an overall aura of merriment across the city.&lt;br /&gt;
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:The competition itself is held in a warren of small arenas and display halls, with the most popular categories housed in a larger amphitheater.  The grand finale is the Last Automaton Standing, which pits together all eligible entries in a no-holds-barred, all-out, tinkered creation-on-tinkered creation brawl.  All participants are placed in the amphitheater&#039;s arena, and the last automaton still functional wins.&lt;br /&gt;
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		<title>Announcement: Sylvan Poetry Contest</title>
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		<updated>2025-05-01T09:17:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Official Contest - Sylvan Poetry&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild, announces a poetry contest to be held ahead of the upcoming Dra&#039;Elstin on 17 Ivastaen. Aspiring poets are invited to submit their best verse in the [[Sylvan Poeticals: The Hepta&#039;ych Form|hepta&#039;ych]] form with a general theme related to &#039;Spring&#039;. Winners will have the opportunity to perform, or see performed, their poetry during the festival. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Rules:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Contest will run from 5/1 - 5/8.&lt;br /&gt;
* Contest is open to all PAID subscribers.&lt;br /&gt;
* Entries are limited to one per account.  If multiple entries are submitted from the same account, only the first entry will count towards the contest.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Entry Qualification Guidelines:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* Entries should follow the Hepta&#039;ych poetry format.&lt;br /&gt;
* Entries must be submitted via the provided form.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Prizes:&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
* First place winners may select two items from the list below.&lt;br /&gt;
* Second and third place winners may select one item from the list below.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
:# An experience modifying RPA (roleplaying award - account attuned).&lt;br /&gt;
:# 250,000 silvers.&lt;br /&gt;
:# Either two feature alterations OR a full unique field alteration (NO BODY ALTERATIONS - Nothing below the neck).&lt;br /&gt;
:# A custom tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;
:# Two separate alteration services (or a long and a show on a single item).&lt;br /&gt;
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Entry form: [https://forms.gle/uyvj29Yy1E7ifra69 Sylvan Poetry Contest Entry Form]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Sylvan_Poeticals:_The_Hepta%27ych_Form&amp;diff=237863</id>
		<title>Sylvan Poeticals: The Hepta&#039;ych Form</title>
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		<updated>2025-05-01T08:24:02Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Sylvan Poeticals: The Hepta&amp;#039;ych Form (New Official Document)&lt;/p&gt;
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===Sylvan Poeticals: The Hepta&#039;ych Form===&lt;br /&gt;
In the sylvan culture, particularly as it exists in diaspora, oral traditions serve as essential means of preserving identity, history, and values. These traditions face the challenge of adaptation and survival in new Elanthian environments, where languages, customs, and even basic ways of life are at risk of fading. One poetic form that is used to great end in maintaining oral heritage in sylvan diasporic communities is the hepta&#039;ych. The hepta&#039;ych is a seven-line poem in which the number of syllables decreases progressively from seven to one. This structured yet rhythmic form offers a unique combination of brevity and impact, making it ideal for the oral transmission of cultural stories.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hepta&#039;ych’s descending syllabic pattern inherently lends itself to memorization, a key feature of oral traditions. Cultures in diaspora often rely on memory as a primary means of cultural transmission, especially when written language may be inaccessible, suppressed, or marginalized. The hepta&#039;ych’s simple structure, with its predictable rhythmic and syllabic progression, provides a form that is easy to recall and recite in a way that promotes continuity and consistency in storytelling. Each hepta&#039;ych functions as a self-contained unit of cultural knowledge, allowing the speaker to focus on conveying the essence of the story or lesson without getting lost in complexity. This makes it easier for members of the sylvankind diaspora, young and old alike, to retain cultural information and pass it down through generations in the absence of hierophantic memory, that being largely lost during the sealing of Yuriqen.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hepta&#039;ych’s compact form encourages precision and clarity in its content. Where the D&#039;ahranals limit and stratify artistic expression due to social, economic, and political pressures, the hepta&#039;ych allows for profound meaning to be conveyed in a small space. Sylvan diasporic communities, especially those living in the shadow of displacement and marginalization, find the hepta&#039;ych a powerful tool for reclaiming their voices. Through the use of metaphor, symbolism, and rhythmic repetition, hepta&#039;ychs can encapsulate entire narratives or moments in history, such as migration stories, ancestral struggles, and collective dreams. In this way, the hepta&#039;ych serves not only as a poetic form but as a medium for cultural resistance, helping to assert identity, solidarity, and resilience within a new and often foreign context.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hepta&#039;ych also provides an opportunity for adaptability in diaspora. Though its structure remains the same, the content of the hepta&#039;ych has evolved to reflect the ever-changing experiences of the sylvan community. It can carry the weight of Yuriqen past, recounting the lost homelands and traditions of ancestors, while also adapting to the new world, celebrating the hybridized identities and lived experiences that have emerged. This adaptability allows the hepta&#039;ych to remain relevant and impactful for new generations, serving as both a link to the past and a tool for navigating the present.&lt;br /&gt;
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The hepta&#039;ych offers a powerful and evocative method for preserving oral traditions in cultures in diaspora. Through its structured simplicity, the hepta&#039;ych facilitates the memorization and transmission of cultural narratives, while its adaptability ensures its continued relevance in ever-changing contexts. In diasporic sylvan communities where the preservation of cultural identity is often challenged by displacement, the hepta&#039;ych stands as a poignant testament to the resilience of the sylvan language and the enduring importance of oral tradition. Whether through tales of ancestral lands, reflections on migration, or expressions of collective hope, hepta&#039;ychs provide a lasting means of holding history in the voice, ensuring that the legacies of sylvankind culture are carried forward in new and meaningful ways.&lt;br /&gt;
====Hepta&#039;ych Example====&lt;br /&gt;
======&#039;&#039;The Bruising Berry&#039;&#039;======&lt;br /&gt;
Berries hide in the green woods&lt;br /&gt;
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to nourish and to harm,&lt;br /&gt;
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their sweet honeyed vile&lt;br /&gt;
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in forms alike.&lt;br /&gt;
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Be wary&lt;br /&gt;
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of swift&lt;br /&gt;
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death&lt;br /&gt;
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Nightshade berries, dark and small,&lt;br /&gt;
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shining black-on-green leaves&lt;br /&gt;
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clustered so in shade.&lt;br /&gt;
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Beware the thorn&lt;br /&gt;
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the finger&lt;br /&gt;
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burns on&lt;br /&gt;
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touch&lt;br /&gt;
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Yew berries, red and tempting&lt;br /&gt;
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a sick softness calling&lt;br /&gt;
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hidden &#039;neath branches&lt;br /&gt;
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and needled rounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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A careless&lt;br /&gt;
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touch will&lt;br /&gt;
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kill&lt;br /&gt;
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Holly berries, bright and red,&lt;br /&gt;
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their sharp green leaves a sign&lt;br /&gt;
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clustered tight at stem,&lt;br /&gt;
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and branch alike.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;neath their shine&lt;br /&gt;
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a taste&lt;br /&gt;
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slays&lt;br /&gt;
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Foxglove berries, purpled so&lt;br /&gt;
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to hang in clusters &#039;neath&lt;br /&gt;
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the delicate leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
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The bells give way&lt;br /&gt;
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to peril.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, death&lt;br /&gt;
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comes&lt;br /&gt;
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Baneberry blacks suspended,&lt;br /&gt;
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in sweet clusters hanging&lt;br /&gt;
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As toxic jewels.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rooted lowly&lt;br /&gt;
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to bring such&lt;br /&gt;
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endless&lt;br /&gt;
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sleep&lt;br /&gt;
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Heed this guidance given for&lt;br /&gt;
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to keep the safety of&lt;br /&gt;
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your life, so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;
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Be wary yet&lt;br /&gt;
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in forest&lt;br /&gt;
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and in&lt;br /&gt;
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wood&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: World]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Races and Cultures]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Sylvans]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Sylvan_Lexicon&amp;diff=237824</id>
		<title>Sylvan Lexicon</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Sylvan_Lexicon&amp;diff=237824"/>
		<updated>2025-04-30T12:14:11Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Sylvan Lexicon */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;{{official-document}}&lt;br /&gt;
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== Sylvan Lexicon ==&lt;br /&gt;
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A list of confirmed words in Sylvan.  For suggestions/additions, please use the Discussion page and include a link to the relevant document the term is used in (or if it is an in-game item/location, enough information staff can find it for review).&lt;br /&gt;
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{| class=&amp;quot;wikitable sortable&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Sylvan Term&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Translation&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Roots&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Originating Documentation&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Date Introduced&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
! scope=&amp;quot;col&amp;quot; | &#039;&#039;&#039;Other Info&#039;&#039;&#039; &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ataela || &amp;quot;cloudsilk&amp;quot; || Based on the root for cloud || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || A type of sylvan silk (similar to RL batik)&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavelta || &amp;quot;dancing rolton&amp;quot; || Based on the root for dance || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || Also known as the cavelta rolton.  A type of sylvan rolton&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavela || Unknown || Based on the root for dance/cavelta rolton || [[Roltons, Wools, and Cheese of the Land]] || June 2023 || A type of thin, supple leather or suede from the hide of a cavelta&lt;br /&gt;
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| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ivelyrael || Loosely &amp;quot;caretaker of the sacred grove&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || Part of the ivethlyss death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyssatha || Loosely &amp;quot;recitation to the trees&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A prayer recited during an ivethlyss&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Caelrivel || Loosely &amp;quot;rites of amber&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A sylvan death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rivelyn || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A glassworked bead including ashes of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Athgosael || Unknown || Unknown (though &amp;quot;gos&amp;quot; appears to come from Gosaena) || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || Death rites for sylvans following or inspired by the worship of Gosaena&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rantylan || &amp;quot;the Summoner || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A large drum beat upon the death of a council member&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Tyshveriel || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A zircon-based tea ceremony&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Tyshath || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A rare deep red zircon with dark purple starring&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Vyshath || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A rare blue-green zircon&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Aelyreth || Loosely &amp;quot;ceremony of the fallen leaves&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A sylvan funeral ceremony&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ilyraelin || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 ||  A clothing style/trend that captures fireflies in mesh netting&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyraev || Unknown || Unknown || [[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]] || February 2023 || A ceremonial releasing of fireflies caught in mesh netting upon one&#039;s clothes&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ivethlyss || &amp;quot;telling the trees&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[Telling the Bees|Telling the Bees: Death Rituals of the Forest Gnomes]] || 2022 || Sylvan death ritual&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Lyshaelyn || Unknown || Unknown || [[Glassworking/A Continuation|Artisanal Glasses of Elanthia: A Continuation]] || September 2022 || Sylvan glassworking - a type of dichroic glass&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ithaenil || Unknown || Unknown || [[Glassworking/A Continuation|Artisanal Glasses of Elanthia: A Continuation]] || September 2022 || A subset of lyshaelyn glassworking&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Atala yr&#039;cavel || Cloud dancer || originating from the phrase &amp;quot;leaving the trees to dance in the clouds&amp;quot; || [[Library Mouse|A Library Mouse By Any Other Name]] || February 2021 || Sylvan term for bookworm &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Arg&#039;Hamim || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Sylvan ritual of initiation&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Dra&#039;Elstin ||  Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Sylvan annual spring festival, occurs during Ivastaen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Nevishrim || &amp;quot;Pearl at Mountain&#039;s Foot&amp;quot; || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to the city-forest established after the sylvan left Ithnishmyn&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Alandalore || &amp;quot;the lost is found&amp;quot; || From &amp;quot;alore&amp;quot; (a term for finding) and unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to a human child found during the migration west after dismantling Nevishrim&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Hyrrad (plural, hyrrad) ||  Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A temporary dwelling of thick canvas, insulating the occupants from weather&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Andemyon || &amp;quot;edge of all&amp;quot; ||  From &amp;quot;andemit&amp;quot; (a term for edges) || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Name given to a river that formed a boundary to the western edge of the forest in which Yuriqen was located&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Cavalot || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Elected leaders for the original D&#039;ahranal assembly&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Yuriqen || Trees of the Sky || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || A sylvan city built on seven modwirs&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Ne&#039;Yuscarl || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Border guards of Yuriqen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Nanrithowan || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Warding magic used at Yuriqen &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Rithowan || Unknown || Unknown || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Unknown || Turns the effects of nanrithowan from disorientation to a heightened awareness and perception &lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;| Yr || most likely a prefix version of &amp;quot;tree&amp;quot; || N/A || [[History of the Sylvan Elves]] || Used in the names of the 7 modwirs of Yuriqen&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Lythela||Roughly &amp;quot;Summer&#039;s Ethereal Light&amp;quot; || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Estival Holidays| Estival, or Summer, Holidays]]||June 2024||Believed to be Sylvan in origin, this is a term only found in the Wyrdeep. It is the name of a summer solstice celebration there, and the rough translation is said to be &amp;quot;Summer&#039;s Ethereal Light.&amp;quot; The day after is named &amp;quot;Af&#039;Lytha&amp;quot; but this is believed to be Wyrdeep slang and not actual Sylvan.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Acal||A truncation of a term for shade or shadow || Unknown|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael&#039;wan||Literally &amp;quot;tree art ceremony&amp;quot; || From &amp;quot;yrsael&amp;quot; (art of the woods) and &amp;quot;wan&amp;quot; (festival)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan ceremony involving tree art&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Wan||An affix for festival || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsaelan||A type of tree art ( shortened from yrsael alore andemit) || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan artform&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael alore andemit||Colloquially, yrsaelan, &amp;quot;Finding the opposite edges of art within the tree) || from &amp;quot;yrsael&amp;quot; (art of the woods), &amp;quot;alore&amp;quot; (a term for finding), and &amp;quot;andemit&amp;quot; (a term for edges)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||A sylvan artform&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Alore||Finding || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Andemit||Edges, metaphysically || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Yrsael||Art of the trees/woods || From &amp;quot;yr&amp;quot; (tree) and &amp;quot;sael&amp;quot; (one of several terms for art)|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|scope=&amp;quot;row&amp;quot;  role=&amp;quot;rowheader&amp;quot;|Sael||One of several terms for art || n/a|| [[Elanthian Holidays/Autumnal Holidays | Autumnal Holidays]]||September 2024||&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|}&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: Races and Cultures]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Languages]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[category: Sylvans]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T11:33:34Z</updated>

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		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Iefan&amp;diff=235451</id>
		<title>Iefan</title>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T11:06:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Created page with &amp;quot;Iefan at the Ma&amp;#039;Henrith Tyshveriel&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Image created by GM Itzel using Midjourney {{storynpcbox |storyline = Sylvan Shenanigans&amp;lt;!-- add storyline2, storyline3, storyline4, and up to storyline9 fields on a new line, as appropriate --&amp;gt; |gender = Non-binary |race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt; |life = Alive &amp;lt;!-- Is the NPC dead or alive? --&amp;gt; |relatio...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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{{storynpcbox&lt;br /&gt;
|storyline = Sylvan Shenanigans&amp;lt;!-- add storyline2, storyline3, storyline4, and up to storyline9 fields on a new line, as appropriate --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|gender = Non-binary&lt;br /&gt;
|race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Iefan is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Iefan the Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
They appear to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
They have deeply-set brown eyes and an established tan.  A short pair of roe deer antlers are nestled amongst their tousled, slightly curly blonde hair.  A single glyphic tattoo nestles in the dimple of their chin.&lt;br /&gt;
They are in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
They are wearing a thick chain of interwoven modwir and mithril, a long-lined dark green ataela tunic, a pair of loosely straight-legged trews, and some dark green leather footwraps.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
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	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Hyldedd&amp;diff=235450</id>
		<title>Hyldedd</title>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T11:04:28Z</updated>

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{{storynpcbox&lt;br /&gt;
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|race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hyldedd is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Hyldedd the Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
She appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
She has green eyes and a rosy glow to her skin.  She sports a set of forked antlers atop her head, around which is a mass of white-blond hair bound into a tangle of braids and plaits.  The skin across the bridge of her nose is marked with glyphic tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;
She is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a branching necklet of interwoven modwir and mithril chain, a dark green ataela tunic, a pair of bloused silk trousers bound with mithril-shot cording, and some thin leather footwraps.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
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		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Hyldedd&amp;diff=235449</id>
		<title>Hyldedd</title>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T11:02:46Z</updated>

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{{storynpcbox&lt;br /&gt;
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|gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
|race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hyldedd is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Hyldedd the Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
She appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
She has green eyes and a rosy glow to her skin.  She sports a set of forked antlers atop her head, around which is a mass of white-blond hair bound into a tangle of braids and plaits.  The skin across the bridge of her nose is marked with glyphic tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;
She is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a branching necklet of interwoven modwir and mithril chain, a dark green ataela tunic, a pair of bloused silk trousers bound with mithril-shot cording, and some thin leather footwraps.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T11:02:18Z</updated>

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		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Hyldedd&amp;diff=235447</id>
		<title>Hyldedd</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Hyldedd&amp;diff=235447"/>
		<updated>2025-04-02T10:49:04Z</updated>

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{{storynpcbox&lt;br /&gt;
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Hyldedd is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Hyldedd the Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
She appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
She has green eyes and a rosy glow to her skin.  She sports a set of forked antlers atop her head, around which is a mass of white-blond hair bound into a tangle of braids and plaits.  The skin across the bridge of her nose is marked with glyphic tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;
She is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a branching necklet of interwoven modwir and mithril chain, a dark green ataela tunic, a pair of bloused silk trousers bound with mithril-shot cording, and some thin leather footwraps.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
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		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Hyldedd&amp;diff=235446</id>
		<title>Hyldedd</title>
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		<updated>2025-04-02T10:45:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Created page with &amp;quot;{{storynpcbox |storyline = Sylvan Shenanigans&amp;lt;!-- add storyline2, storyline3, storyline4, and up to storyline9 fields on a new line, as appropriate --&amp;gt; |gender = Female |race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt; |life = Alive &amp;lt;!-- Is the NPC dead or alive? --&amp;gt; |relationships =  |alias =  |affiliation = }}  Hyldedd is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.  ==Appearance== &amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt; You see Hyldedd the...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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|storyline = Sylvan Shenanigans&amp;lt;!-- add storyline2, storyline3, storyline4, and up to storyline9 fields on a new line, as appropriate --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|gender = Female&lt;br /&gt;
|race = Sylvankind &amp;lt;!-- add race using established wiki article name so that it properly links --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
|life = Alive &amp;lt;!-- Is the NPC dead or alive? --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hyldedd is a Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Hyldedd the Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
She appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
She has green eyes and a rosy glow to her skin.  She sports a set of forked antlers atop her head, around which is a mass of white-blond hair bound into a tangle of braids and plaits.  The skin across the bridge of her nose is marked with glyphic tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;
She is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
She is wearing a branching necklet of interwoven modwir and mithril chain, a dark green ataela tunic, a pair of bloused silk trousers bound with mithril-shot cording, and some thin leather footwraps.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235445</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235445"/>
		<updated>2025-04-02T10:42:19Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Cast of Characters */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-08-2025 - Sylvankind are invited to visit the camp of the Sylvisterai in the Wild&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-09-2025 - [[The Last Days of Yuriqen]], a collection of annotated letters, is shared with the [[Library Aies|Aies Library]]&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-28-2025 - TBD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;column-count:3;-moz-column-count:3;-webkit-column-count:3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Hyldedd]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Iefan]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update]] - 22-March-2025&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Additional Information/Communications ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A place to track NPC&#039;s receipt of player mail and such to assist with storyline communication.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-9: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent a basket with food.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond-The-Barricade,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the What Was, our kin-and-kind once clutched hands and sought comfort in the shadow of each other as we traversed a golden torment.  In the Now, that grasping of hands has broken apart, to where we no longer remember the feel of fingertips lending strength to one another.  It disheartens me to find a wall of briars where once there might have been open boughs.  Had it been you invited to the Tha&#039;enaketh, you would have been received with Rites of Hospitality.  We would have you welcomed with sustenance, with song, and with gifts freely given.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the first of three gifts from the wild places we roam.  Our first offering is one feast and flavor; a cyser sweetened with early mulberries, sausages of both stag and boar flavored with forest herbs, and whortleberries perfumed with winter violets.   May our gifts of salt and honey be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships, and remind you of times when friendship was more easily found. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 What is kinship if not the sharing of what we have, and the offering of hospitality without need of asking?  A lone wolf may fiercely guard its den, but when the rivers freeze and the hunt grows lean, it is the pack that keeps the hunger at bay. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fehala and Aihan of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ Oathbound to Root, Bough and Gale ~&lt;br /&gt;
   ~ Watchers of the Four Winds ~&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-12: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent an epistle (poem) and an iceblossom.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ * ~ A Forest Marriage ~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The wind awakens.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees stir.&lt;br /&gt;
 Whispers sing in their boughs.&lt;br /&gt;
  A song with no beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
 A song with no end.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 Written in modwir sap.&lt;br /&gt;
  Carried in leaf-fall.&lt;br /&gt;
 Etched in maoral roots.&lt;br /&gt;
  Hidden in veils of aspen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They shade where we linger.&lt;br /&gt;
 Pity for the pride-soaked lessons,&lt;br /&gt;
  Forged upon a golden anvil.&lt;br /&gt;
 Sorrow and truth, both wyrm-taught,&lt;br /&gt;
  That the land is not for dominion.&lt;br /&gt;
 It is an oath to be honored.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  We are led by pelicans, not by kings.&lt;br /&gt;
 Our past is caged, not by stone.&lt;br /&gt;
  Nor by ink-bound laws.&lt;br /&gt;
 Only by a silvered veil,&lt;br /&gt;
  Only by the hymn of the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  In it, we hear the leaves tremble.&lt;br /&gt;
 We sense the doe watching.&lt;br /&gt;
  We feel when the winds change,&lt;br /&gt;
 And the path calls us onwards again.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 We go where the horizon bends in welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
 Where the sky stretches unbroken. &lt;br /&gt;
  Where the green whispers back,&lt;br /&gt;
 Not in submission, but in love. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  One day our journey will end.&lt;br /&gt;
 When our breath stops,&lt;br /&gt;
  We will not be stone.&lt;br /&gt;
 We will not be ruin.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees will remember us.&lt;br /&gt;
 Their boughs will carry our song.&lt;br /&gt;
  Our memories cast within amber hearts.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 To flora, fauna, Doe, and all,&lt;br /&gt;
  We are sylvisterai.&lt;br /&gt;
 As we have been.&lt;br /&gt;
  As we always will be.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  ~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;
 Words should not be forever silenced by ink.&lt;br /&gt;
 These one merely rest, waiting for your voice to wake them.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 -Fe&#039;hala of the Tha&#039;enaketh                            -Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond,&lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the second of three gifts from the wild places we travel.  Our second offering is one of verse and remembrance in a poem piece we offered to your sentry, now captured by parchment-and-quill.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  What is the purpose of kinship without our stories and melodies, twining Is, Was, and Will Be into fable and verse?  It is our wish that this piece finds a home among you, and serves as a reminder of our deep roots.  May this gift be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-16: Nilandia to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, Nilandia sent a wrist-cuff.&lt;br /&gt;
 To Tiwlip, Postulant Novitiate of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild, Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 First, allow me to convey my gratitude for meeting with us and showing us the entrance to your encampment. To do so must have been a considerable risk to you and the rest of the settlement, and I thank you for placing your trust in all of us. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I would also like to express my gratitude for the information you have shared with us of yourself, your community, and the closing of Yuriqen. As you might imagine, many were unaware of anything that you shared with us. To learn of your community and the existence of a formal Council outside of Yuriqen came as quite a shock to many, as they had believed the Council proper remained within the city.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have spoken with many friends and acquaintances about the existence of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild. All had expected that there was no overarching Council and that each of their settlements or bands were left to govern themselves. All who had been raised within a Sylvan community had known only the government or hierarchy that they themselves had founded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 However, your story is one that is rather familiar to me. Like your community, mine was founded by refugees from Yuriqen. We suffered from the attacks following the sealing of the city, and it has left scars upon us ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My community, like yours, harbors a number of Hierophants. They chose to join us to guide us as the Mother would wish. The hierophantic talent continued to appear among our community, giving us an unbroken line of Hierophants from Yuriqen. I will admit to being quite curious to see if our practices remain the same despite being separated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Where we differ, however, is that we did not keep ourselves so hidden that others of our people were unaware of our existence. Instead, once the attacks ceased, we made ourselves available to any wandering band or community who wished to join us. We sought to become a beacon for any who longed for a place to call home. I have sent word to my Patron to hear her thoughts, as I am unaware if my home community knows of yours. I highly suspect she will be most interested to hear more of you, though. She and I both honor the Teacher and avidly study history like you do. Perhaps, if things go well, we might be able to collaborate at some point.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If nothing else, I do plan on attending the procession and ceremony of remembrance as a representative of my community. I hope that we may begin to come together as we once had and work together for our people&#039;s welfare. I&#039;m very interested in seeing the shrines to the Teacher that you mentioned, as well as meeting the other members of the Council. I will try not to ask too many questions, but I make no promises!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have enclosed a small gift for you as a token of my sentiments. The alpine violets you may already be familiar with as signifying a desire for candid words, as I hope we might be able to converse freely, openly, and honestly. The trillium, along with being one of my favorite flowers, has a meaning ascribed to it in a small frontier town to the west called Wehnimer&#039;s Landing. There, they use it to mean &amp;quot;hope despite pain.&amp;quot; Though we as a people have suffered much through the centuries, I have hope that we may find a better future in the coming days. May the Mother&#039;s blessings shelter you all your days,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-01-31:  Nilandia to Laevynia===&lt;br /&gt;
This arrived before the posting of the museum/library response to the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the Elven language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To Laevynia Savitel Illistim, curator of Museum Alerreth, greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My name is Nilandia Liserna, and I am a Sylvan of the Kytawa D&#039;ahranal. I am also an academic, historian, and one who honors the Lady of Wisdom in addition to the Mother of my people. During the time I have resided within the Shining City, I have come to respect the people of Ta&#039;Illistim as gracious hosts. We share many of the same values, pursuing wisdom and knowledge to gain understanding of the world and its people. I have come to cherish the acquaintances, friends, and colleagues I have met within the city as we assist in each other&#039;s research.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I was quite saddened that I was unable to attend the opening of the exhibit of Sylvan artifacts in the Museum Alerreth this past Feastday. I had heard of the exhibit, but was unable to visit the museum until more recently, only to find that it had been closed. Others of my people who were present at the event informed me of what had taken place, and of the nature of the artifacts on display. As you might imagine, the Sylvans I spoke with were quite upset at what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If I may, I would like to offer my assistance in attempting to resolve the situation. I am a Sylvan, so I can speak to the importance and meaning the artifacts have to my people. At the same time, I am a scholar who can appreciate the importance of providing insight into Sylvan culture for those not of my people.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I shall be staying near the Shining City for the near future. Should have need of anything, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235218</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235218"/>
		<updated>2025-03-28T09:11:18Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Summary */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-08-2025 - Sylvankind are invited to visit the camp of the Sylvisterai in the Wild&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-09-2025 - [[The Last Days of Yuriqen]], a collection of annotated letters, is shared with the [[Library Aies|Aies Library]]&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-28-2025 - TBD&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;column-count:3;-moz-column-count:3;-webkit-column-count:3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update]] - 22-March-2025&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Additional Information/Communications ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A place to track NPC&#039;s receipt of player mail and such to assist with storyline communication.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-9: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent a basket with food.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond-The-Barricade,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the What Was, our kin-and-kind once clutched hands and sought comfort in the shadow of each other as we traversed a golden torment.  In the Now, that grasping of hands has broken apart, to where we no longer remember the feel of fingertips lending strength to one another.  It disheartens me to find a wall of briars where once there might have been open boughs.  Had it been you invited to the Tha&#039;enaketh, you would have been received with Rites of Hospitality.  We would have you welcomed with sustenance, with song, and with gifts freely given.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the first of three gifts from the wild places we roam.  Our first offering is one feast and flavor; a cyser sweetened with early mulberries, sausages of both stag and boar flavored with forest herbs, and whortleberries perfumed with winter violets.   May our gifts of salt and honey be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships, and remind you of times when friendship was more easily found. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 What is kinship if not the sharing of what we have, and the offering of hospitality without need of asking?  A lone wolf may fiercely guard its den, but when the rivers freeze and the hunt grows lean, it is the pack that keeps the hunger at bay. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fehala and Aihan of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ Oathbound to Root, Bough and Gale ~&lt;br /&gt;
   ~ Watchers of the Four Winds ~&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-12: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent an epistle (poem) and an iceblossom.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ * ~ A Forest Marriage ~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The wind awakens.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees stir.&lt;br /&gt;
 Whispers sing in their boughs.&lt;br /&gt;
  A song with no beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
 A song with no end.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 Written in modwir sap.&lt;br /&gt;
  Carried in leaf-fall.&lt;br /&gt;
 Etched in maoral roots.&lt;br /&gt;
  Hidden in veils of aspen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They shade where we linger.&lt;br /&gt;
 Pity for the pride-soaked lessons,&lt;br /&gt;
  Forged upon a golden anvil.&lt;br /&gt;
 Sorrow and truth, both wyrm-taught,&lt;br /&gt;
  That the land is not for dominion.&lt;br /&gt;
 It is an oath to be honored.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  We are led by pelicans, not by kings.&lt;br /&gt;
 Our past is caged, not by stone.&lt;br /&gt;
  Nor by ink-bound laws.&lt;br /&gt;
 Only by a silvered veil,&lt;br /&gt;
  Only by the hymn of the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  In it, we hear the leaves tremble.&lt;br /&gt;
 We sense the doe watching.&lt;br /&gt;
  We feel when the winds change,&lt;br /&gt;
 And the path calls us onwards again.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 We go where the horizon bends in welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
 Where the sky stretches unbroken. &lt;br /&gt;
  Where the green whispers back,&lt;br /&gt;
 Not in submission, but in love. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  One day our journey will end.&lt;br /&gt;
 When our breath stops,&lt;br /&gt;
  We will not be stone.&lt;br /&gt;
 We will not be ruin.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees will remember us.&lt;br /&gt;
 Their boughs will carry our song.&lt;br /&gt;
  Our memories cast within amber hearts.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 To flora, fauna, Doe, and all,&lt;br /&gt;
  We are sylvisterai.&lt;br /&gt;
 As we have been.&lt;br /&gt;
  As we always will be.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  ~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;
 Words should not be forever silenced by ink.&lt;br /&gt;
 These one merely rest, waiting for your voice to wake them.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 -Fe&#039;hala of the Tha&#039;enaketh                            -Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond,&lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the second of three gifts from the wild places we travel.  Our second offering is one of verse and remembrance in a poem piece we offered to your sentry, now captured by parchment-and-quill.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  What is the purpose of kinship without our stories and melodies, twining Is, Was, and Will Be into fable and verse?  It is our wish that this piece finds a home among you, and serves as a reminder of our deep roots.  May this gift be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-16: Nilandia to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, Nilandia sent a wrist-cuff.&lt;br /&gt;
 To Tiwlip, Postulant Novitiate of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild, Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 First, allow me to convey my gratitude for meeting with us and showing us the entrance to your encampment. To do so must have been a considerable risk to you and the rest of the settlement, and I thank you for placing your trust in all of us. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I would also like to express my gratitude for the information you have shared with us of yourself, your community, and the closing of Yuriqen. As you might imagine, many were unaware of anything that you shared with us. To learn of your community and the existence of a formal Council outside of Yuriqen came as quite a shock to many, as they had believed the Council proper remained within the city.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have spoken with many friends and acquaintances about the existence of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild. All had expected that there was no overarching Council and that each of their settlements or bands were left to govern themselves. All who had been raised within a Sylvan community had known only the government or hierarchy that they themselves had founded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 However, your story is one that is rather familiar to me. Like your community, mine was founded by refugees from Yuriqen. We suffered from the attacks following the sealing of the city, and it has left scars upon us ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My community, like yours, harbors a number of Hierophants. They chose to join us to guide us as the Mother would wish. The hierophantic talent continued to appear among our community, giving us an unbroken line of Hierophants from Yuriqen. I will admit to being quite curious to see if our practices remain the same despite being separated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Where we differ, however, is that we did not keep ourselves so hidden that others of our people were unaware of our existence. Instead, once the attacks ceased, we made ourselves available to any wandering band or community who wished to join us. We sought to become a beacon for any who longed for a place to call home. I have sent word to my Patron to hear her thoughts, as I am unaware if my home community knows of yours. I highly suspect she will be most interested to hear more of you, though. She and I both honor the Teacher and avidly study history like you do. Perhaps, if things go well, we might be able to collaborate at some point.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If nothing else, I do plan on attending the procession and ceremony of remembrance as a representative of my community. I hope that we may begin to come together as we once had and work together for our people&#039;s welfare. I&#039;m very interested in seeing the shrines to the Teacher that you mentioned, as well as meeting the other members of the Council. I will try not to ask too many questions, but I make no promises!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have enclosed a small gift for you as a token of my sentiments. The alpine violets you may already be familiar with as signifying a desire for candid words, as I hope we might be able to converse freely, openly, and honestly. The trillium, along with being one of my favorite flowers, has a meaning ascribed to it in a small frontier town to the west called Wehnimer&#039;s Landing. There, they use it to mean &amp;quot;hope despite pain.&amp;quot; Though we as a people have suffered much through the centuries, I have hope that we may find a better future in the coming days. May the Mother&#039;s blessings shelter you all your days,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-01-31:  Nilandia to Laevynia===&lt;br /&gt;
This arrived before the posting of the museum/library response to the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the Elven language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To Laevynia Savitel Illistim, curator of Museum Alerreth, greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My name is Nilandia Liserna, and I am a Sylvan of the Kytawa D&#039;ahranal. I am also an academic, historian, and one who honors the Lady of Wisdom in addition to the Mother of my people. During the time I have resided within the Shining City, I have come to respect the people of Ta&#039;Illistim as gracious hosts. We share many of the same values, pursuing wisdom and knowledge to gain understanding of the world and its people. I have come to cherish the acquaintances, friends, and colleagues I have met within the city as we assist in each other&#039;s research.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I was quite saddened that I was unable to attend the opening of the exhibit of Sylvan artifacts in the Museum Alerreth this past Feastday. I had heard of the exhibit, but was unable to visit the museum until more recently, only to find that it had been closed. Others of my people who were present at the event informed me of what had taken place, and of the nature of the artifacts on display. As you might imagine, the Sylvans I spoke with were quite upset at what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If I may, I would like to offer my assistance in attempting to resolve the situation. I am a Sylvan, so I can speak to the importance and meaning the artifacts have to my people. At the same time, I am a scholar who can appreciate the importance of providing insight into Sylvan culture for those not of my people.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I shall be staying near the Shining City for the near future. Should have need of anything, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235114</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235114"/>
		<updated>2025-03-24T09:31:39Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-08-2025 - Sylvankind are invited to visit the camp of the Sylvisterai in the Wild&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-09-2025 - [[The Last Days of Yuriqen]], a collection of annotated letters, is shared with the [[Library Aies|Aies Library]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;column-count:3;-moz-column-count:3;-webkit-column-count:3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update]] - 22-March-2025&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Additional Information/Communications ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A place to track NPC&#039;s receipt of player mail and such to assist with storyline communication.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-9: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent a basket with food.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond-The-Barricade,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the What Was, our kin-and-kind once clutched hands and sought comfort in the shadow of each other as we traversed a golden torment.  In the Now, that grasping of hands has broken apart, to where we no longer remember the feel of fingertips lending strength to one another.  It disheartens me to find a wall of briars where once there might have been open boughs.  Had it been you invited to the Tha&#039;enaketh, you would have been received with Rites of Hospitality.  We would have you welcomed with sustenance, with song, and with gifts freely given.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the first of three gifts from the wild places we roam.  Our first offering is one feast and flavor; a cyser sweetened with early mulberries, sausages of both stag and boar flavored with forest herbs, and whortleberries perfumed with winter violets.   May our gifts of salt and honey be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships, and remind you of times when friendship was more easily found. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 What is kinship if not the sharing of what we have, and the offering of hospitality without need of asking?  A lone wolf may fiercely guard its den, but when the rivers freeze and the hunt grows lean, it is the pack that keeps the hunger at bay. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fehala and Aihan of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ Oathbound to Root, Bough and Gale ~&lt;br /&gt;
   ~ Watchers of the Four Winds ~&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-12: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent an epistle (poem) and an iceblossom.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ * ~ A Forest Marriage ~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The wind awakens.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees stir.&lt;br /&gt;
 Whispers sing in their boughs.&lt;br /&gt;
  A song with no beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
 A song with no end.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 Written in modwir sap.&lt;br /&gt;
  Carried in leaf-fall.&lt;br /&gt;
 Etched in maoral roots.&lt;br /&gt;
  Hidden in veils of aspen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They shade where we linger.&lt;br /&gt;
 Pity for the pride-soaked lessons,&lt;br /&gt;
  Forged upon a golden anvil.&lt;br /&gt;
 Sorrow and truth, both wyrm-taught,&lt;br /&gt;
  That the land is not for dominion.&lt;br /&gt;
 It is an oath to be honored.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  We are led by pelicans, not by kings.&lt;br /&gt;
 Our past is caged, not by stone.&lt;br /&gt;
  Nor by ink-bound laws.&lt;br /&gt;
 Only by a silvered veil,&lt;br /&gt;
  Only by the hymn of the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  In it, we hear the leaves tremble.&lt;br /&gt;
 We sense the doe watching.&lt;br /&gt;
  We feel when the winds change,&lt;br /&gt;
 And the path calls us onwards again.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 We go where the horizon bends in welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
 Where the sky stretches unbroken. &lt;br /&gt;
  Where the green whispers back,&lt;br /&gt;
 Not in submission, but in love. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  One day our journey will end.&lt;br /&gt;
 When our breath stops,&lt;br /&gt;
  We will not be stone.&lt;br /&gt;
 We will not be ruin.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees will remember us.&lt;br /&gt;
 Their boughs will carry our song.&lt;br /&gt;
  Our memories cast within amber hearts.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 To flora, fauna, Doe, and all,&lt;br /&gt;
  We are sylvisterai.&lt;br /&gt;
 As we have been.&lt;br /&gt;
  As we always will be.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  ~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;
 Words should not be forever silenced by ink.&lt;br /&gt;
 These one merely rest, waiting for your voice to wake them.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 -Fe&#039;hala of the Tha&#039;enaketh                            -Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond,&lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the second of three gifts from the wild places we travel.  Our second offering is one of verse and remembrance in a poem piece we offered to your sentry, now captured by parchment-and-quill.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  What is the purpose of kinship without our stories and melodies, twining Is, Was, and Will Be into fable and verse?  It is our wish that this piece finds a home among you, and serves as a reminder of our deep roots.  May this gift be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-16: Nilandia to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, Nilandia sent a wrist-cuff.&lt;br /&gt;
 To Tiwlip, Postulant Novitiate of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild, Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 First, allow me to convey my gratitude for meeting with us and showing us the entrance to your encampment. To do so must have been a considerable risk to you and the rest of the settlement, and I thank you for placing your trust in all of us. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I would also like to express my gratitude for the information you have shared with us of yourself, your community, and the closing of Yuriqen. As you might imagine, many were unaware of anything that you shared with us. To learn of your community and the existence of a formal Council outside of Yuriqen came as quite a shock to many, as they had believed the Council proper remained within the city.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have spoken with many friends and acquaintances about the existence of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild. All had expected that there was no overarching Council and that each of their settlements or bands were left to govern themselves. All who had been raised within a Sylvan community had known only the government or hierarchy that they themselves had founded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 However, your story is one that is rather familiar to me. Like your community, mine was founded by refugees from Yuriqen. We suffered from the attacks following the sealing of the city, and it has left scars upon us ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My community, like yours, harbors a number of Hierophants. They chose to join us to guide us as the Mother would wish. The hierophantic talent continued to appear among our community, giving us an unbroken line of Hierophants from Yuriqen. I will admit to being quite curious to see if our practices remain the same despite being separated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Where we differ, however, is that we did not keep ourselves so hidden that others of our people were unaware of our existence. Instead, once the attacks ceased, we made ourselves available to any wandering band or community who wished to join us. We sought to become a beacon for any who longed for a place to call home. I have sent word to my Patron to hear her thoughts, as I am unaware if my home community knows of yours. I highly suspect she will be most interested to hear more of you, though. She and I both honor the Teacher and avidly study history like you do. Perhaps, if things go well, we might be able to collaborate at some point.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If nothing else, I do plan on attending the procession and ceremony of remembrance as a representative of my community. I hope that we may begin to come together as we once had and work together for our people&#039;s welfare. I&#039;m very interested in seeing the shrines to the Teacher that you mentioned, as well as meeting the other members of the Council. I will try not to ask too many questions, but I make no promises!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have enclosed a small gift for you as a token of my sentiments. The alpine violets you may already be familiar with as signifying a desire for candid words, as I hope we might be able to converse freely, openly, and honestly. The trillium, along with being one of my favorite flowers, has a meaning ascribed to it in a small frontier town to the west called Wehnimer&#039;s Landing. There, they use it to mean &amp;quot;hope despite pain.&amp;quot; Though we as a people have suffered much through the centuries, I have hope that we may find a better future in the coming days. May the Mother&#039;s blessings shelter you all your days,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-01-31:  Nilandia to Laevynia===&lt;br /&gt;
This arrived before the posting of the museum/library response to the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the Elven language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To Laevynia Savitel Illistim, curator of Museum Alerreth, greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My name is Nilandia Liserna, and I am a Sylvan of the Kytawa D&#039;ahranal. I am also an academic, historian, and one who honors the Lady of Wisdom in addition to the Mother of my people. During the time I have resided within the Shining City, I have come to respect the people of Ta&#039;Illistim as gracious hosts. We share many of the same values, pursuing wisdom and knowledge to gain understanding of the world and its people. I have come to cherish the acquaintances, friends, and colleagues I have met within the city as we assist in each other&#039;s research.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I was quite saddened that I was unable to attend the opening of the exhibit of Sylvan artifacts in the Museum Alerreth this past Feastday. I had heard of the exhibit, but was unable to visit the museum until more recently, only to find that it had been closed. Others of my people who were present at the event informed me of what had taken place, and of the nature of the artifacts on display. As you might imagine, the Sylvans I spoke with were quite upset at what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If I may, I would like to offer my assistance in attempting to resolve the situation. I am a Sylvan, so I can speak to the importance and meaning the artifacts have to my people. At the same time, I am a scholar who can appreciate the importance of providing insight into Sylvan culture for those not of my people.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I shall be staying near the Shining City for the near future. Should have need of anything, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235113</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=235113"/>
		<updated>2025-03-24T09:29:31Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: Added PC mail to NPCs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-08-2025 - Sylvankind are invited to visit the camp of the Sylvisterai in the Wild&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-09-2025 - [[The Last Days of Yuriqen]], a collection of annotated letters, is shared with the [[Library Aies|Aies Library]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;column-count:3;-moz-column-count:3;-webkit-column-count:3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Artifact Update]] - 22-March-2025&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Additional Information ==&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;A place to track NPC&#039;s receipt of player mail and such to assist with storyline communication.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-9: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent a basket with food.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond-The-Barricade,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the What Was, our kin-and-kind once clutched hands and sought comfort in the shadow of each other as we traversed a golden torment.  In the Now, that grasping of hands has broken apart, to where we no longer remember the feel of fingertips lending strength to one another.  It disheartens me to find a wall of briars where once there might have been open boughs.  Had it been you invited to the Tha&#039;enaketh, you would have been received with Rites of Hospitality.  We would have you welcomed with sustenance, with song, and with gifts freely given.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the first of three gifts from the wild places we roam.  Our first offering is one feast and flavor; a cyser sweetened with early mulberries, sausages of both stag and boar flavored with forest herbs, and whortleberries perfumed with winter violets.   May our gifts of salt and honey be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships, and remind you of times when friendship was more easily found. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 What is kinship if not the sharing of what we have, and the offering of hospitality without need of asking?  A lone wolf may fiercely guard its den, but when the rivers freeze and the hunt grows lean, it is the pack that keeps the hunger at bay. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fehala and Aihan of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ Oathbound to Root, Bough and Gale ~&lt;br /&gt;
   ~ Watchers of the Four Winds ~&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-12: Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, they sent an epistle (poem) and an iceblossom.&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~ * ~ A Forest Marriage ~ * ~ &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 The wind awakens.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees stir.&lt;br /&gt;
 Whispers sing in their boughs.&lt;br /&gt;
  A song with no beginning.&lt;br /&gt;
 A song with no end.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 Written in modwir sap.&lt;br /&gt;
  Carried in leaf-fall.&lt;br /&gt;
 Etched in maoral roots.&lt;br /&gt;
  Hidden in veils of aspen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They shade where we linger.&lt;br /&gt;
 Pity for the pride-soaked lessons,&lt;br /&gt;
  Forged upon a golden anvil.&lt;br /&gt;
 Sorrow and truth, both wyrm-taught,&lt;br /&gt;
  That the land is not for dominion.&lt;br /&gt;
 It is an oath to be honored.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  We are led by pelicans, not by kings.&lt;br /&gt;
 Our past is caged, not by stone.&lt;br /&gt;
  Nor by ink-bound laws.&lt;br /&gt;
 Only by a silvered veil,&lt;br /&gt;
  Only by the hymn of the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  In it, we hear the leaves tremble.&lt;br /&gt;
 We sense the doe watching.&lt;br /&gt;
  We feel when the winds change,&lt;br /&gt;
 And the path calls us onwards again.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 We go where the horizon bends in welcome.&lt;br /&gt;
 Where the sky stretches unbroken. &lt;br /&gt;
  Where the green whispers back,&lt;br /&gt;
 Not in submission, but in love. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  One day our journey will end.&lt;br /&gt;
 When our breath stops,&lt;br /&gt;
  We will not be stone.&lt;br /&gt;
 We will not be ruin.&lt;br /&gt;
  The trees will remember us.&lt;br /&gt;
 Their boughs will carry our song.&lt;br /&gt;
  Our memories cast within amber hearts.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  They each know our name.&lt;br /&gt;
 To flora, fauna, Doe, and all,&lt;br /&gt;
  We are sylvisterai.&lt;br /&gt;
 As we have been.&lt;br /&gt;
  As we always will be.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  ~ * ~&lt;br /&gt;
 Words should not be forever silenced by ink.&lt;br /&gt;
 These one merely rest, waiting for your voice to wake them.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 -Fe&#039;hala of the Tha&#039;enaketh                            -Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
 In the Sylvankind language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Kindred-Beyond,&lt;br /&gt;
 To honor the ways of our kinband, we send you the second of three gifts from the wild places we travel.  Our second offering is one of verse and remembrance in a poem piece we offered to your sentry, now captured by parchment-and-quill.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
  What is the purpose of kinship without our stories and melodies, twining Is, Was, and Will Be into fable and verse?  It is our wish that this piece finds a home among you, and serves as a reminder of our deep roots.  May this gift be the first of many such exchanges between our kinships. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 These are our words, now bound to ink,&lt;br /&gt;
 Fe&#039;hala and Ai&#039;han of the Tha&#039;enaketh&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-3-16: Nilandia to Tiwlip===&lt;br /&gt;
Along with this letter, Nilandia sent a wrist-cuff.&lt;br /&gt;
 To Tiwlip, Postulant Novitiate of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild, Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 First, allow me to convey my gratitude for meeting with us and showing us the entrance to your encampment. To do so must have been a considerable risk to you and the rest of the settlement, and I thank you for placing your trust in all of us. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I would also like to express my gratitude for the information you have shared with us of yourself, your community, and the closing of Yuriqen. As you might imagine, many were unaware of anything that you shared with us. To learn of your community and the existence of a formal Council outside of Yuriqen came as quite a shock to many, as they had believed the Council proper remained within the city.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have spoken with many friends and acquaintances about the existence of the Council Sylvisterai of the Wild. All had expected that there was no overarching Council and that each of their settlements or bands were left to govern themselves. All who had been raised within a Sylvan community had known only the government or hierarchy that they themselves had founded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 However, your story is one that is rather familiar to me. Like your community, mine was founded by refugees from Yuriqen. We suffered from the attacks following the sealing of the city, and it has left scars upon us ever since.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My community, like yours, harbors a number of Hierophants. They chose to join us to guide us as the Mother would wish. The hierophantic talent continued to appear among our community, giving us an unbroken line of Hierophants from Yuriqen. I will admit to being quite curious to see if our practices remain the same despite being separated for so long.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 Where we differ, however, is that we did not keep ourselves so hidden that others of our people were unaware of our existence. Instead, once the attacks ceased, we made ourselves available to any wandering band or community who wished to join us. We sought to become a beacon for any who longed for a place to call home. I have sent word to my Patron to hear her thoughts, as I am unaware if my home community knows of yours. I highly suspect she will be most interested to hear more of you, though. She and I both honor the Teacher and avidly study history like you do. Perhaps, if things go well, we might be able to collaborate at some point.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If nothing else, I do plan on attending the procession and ceremony of remembrance as a representative of my community. I hope that we may begin to come together as we once had and work together for our people&#039;s welfare. I&#039;m very interested in seeing the shrines to the Teacher that you mentioned, as well as meeting the other members of the Council. I will try not to ask too many questions, but I make no promises!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I have enclosed a small gift for you as a token of my sentiments. The alpine violets you may already be familiar with as signifying a desire for candid words, as I hope we might be able to converse freely, openly, and honestly. The trillium, along with being one of my favorite flowers, has a meaning ascribed to it in a small frontier town to the west called Wehnimer&#039;s Landing. There, they use it to mean &amp;quot;hope despite pain.&amp;quot; Though we as a people have suffered much through the centuries, I have hope that we may find a better future in the coming days. May the Mother&#039;s blessings shelter you all your days,&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
===2025-01-31:  Nilandia to Laevynia===&lt;br /&gt;
This arrived before the posting of the museum/library response to the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 In the Elven language, it reads:&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 To Laevynia Savitel Illistim, curator of Museum Alerreth, greetings.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 My name is Nilandia Liserna, and I am a Sylvan of the Kytawa D&#039;ahranal. I am also an academic, historian, and one who honors the Lady of Wisdom in addition to the Mother of my people. During the time I have resided within the Shining City, I have come to respect the people of Ta&#039;Illistim as gracious hosts. We share many of the same values, pursuing wisdom and knowledge to gain understanding of the world and its people. I have come to cherish the acquaintances, friends, and colleagues I have met within the city as we assist in each other&#039;s research.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I was quite saddened that I was unable to attend the opening of the exhibit of Sylvan artifacts in the Museum Alerreth this past Feastday. I had heard of the exhibit, but was unable to visit the museum until more recently, only to find that it had been closed. Others of my people who were present at the event informed me of what had taken place, and of the nature of the artifacts on display. As you might imagine, the Sylvans I spoke with were quite upset at what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 If I may, I would like to offer my assistance in attempting to resolve the situation. I am a Sylvan, so I can speak to the importance and meaning the artifacts have to my people. At the same time, I am a scholar who can appreciate the importance of providing insight into Sylvan culture for those not of my people.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 I shall be staying near the Shining City for the near future. Should have need of anything, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
 ~Nilandia Liserna&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=234645</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=234645"/>
		<updated>2025-03-09T10:29:22Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Chapter 1 */&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-08-2025 - Sylvankind are invited to visit the camp of the Sylvisterai in the Wild&lt;br /&gt;
* 03-09-2025 - [[The Last Days of Yuriqen]], a collection of annotated letters, is shared with the [[Library Aies|Aies Library]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;div style=&amp;quot;column-count:3;-moz-column-count:3;-webkit-column-count:3&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Additional Information ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=The_Last_Days_of_Yuriqen&amp;diff=234606</id>
		<title>The Last Days of Yuriqen</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=The_Last_Days_of_Yuriqen&amp;diff=234606"/>
		<updated>2025-03-08T18:45:43Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;{{official-document}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;The Last Days of Yuriqen&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Being an Epistolary Collection&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;&#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Being an Epistolary Collection&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Being an Epistolary Collection&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Being an Epistolary Collection&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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&#039;&#039;&#039;Presented by Tiwlip, Novitiate Postulant of the High Council Sylvisterai in the Wild&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Introductory Notes ===&lt;br /&gt;
Though our historical traditions are typically in the form of oral histories&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on oral histories, see Gael (5107), Of Poetry and Memory.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;, some documentation is preserved through more material formats, such as the letters following. The convention of letter writing came late to our people and was heavily influenced by necessities that arose during periods of trade with the elves and their city-states. Most letters prior to the sealing of Yuriqen were discarded in the years of sad travel before the founding of that great city, but some small measures were saved from loss through the personal possessions of those fleeing into the wilds.&lt;br /&gt;
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The reader should, however, be warned that within these letters are the details most intimate of persons in a time of great stress. The names of some individuals, still living, have been redacted, so as to preserve their privacy in life, and the names of some individuals, now deceased, have been redacted so as to preserve their dignity in death. Where letters were written with an aim to be disseminated to the public, this is noted.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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=== The Letters ===&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 1. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO NOVITIATE POSTULANT L⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&lt;br /&gt;
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I wish that you would take the advice I give you and dedicate yourself more firmly to the task of learning and less to the gossip of those who grow bored and unappreciative of the long years of their lives. Though I value A⸻ as a colleague, her tendency towards dire speculation is not a trait I would like to see develop in you, my favored daughter.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;For more information on the role of family and relationships between parents and children, see The History of the Sylvan Elves, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I had thought being assigned to her service would provide you the opportunity to learn from a great mind, but it seems she is teaching you all the wrong things. Do not misstep! The Council undertook great consideration before admitting Myrdanian&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Few surviving letters record the relationship of Myrdanian to his sylvan hosts before the events of his banishment. This example shows the conflict that his presence caused in Yuriqen even before his treachery was known. By this point in our history, so few outsiders were granted leave to remain in the city that even those who had the full backing of the High Council were seen with distrust. Statistically, in most cases the distrust was unwarranted, though Myrdanian’s great betrayal does skew the impact overall.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; to our fair glade, and A⸻’s public denunciations of him embarrass us all. Do not be lured into doubt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have been told that you seek transfer in your service to another. I think this is a good idea, and reconciles me to your intelligence, even if it has seemed lacking of late in practice. I would counsel patience and seek first to distance yourself from your current mistress so that it becomes her idea that you should learn from another. It would be a courtesy to her to allow her dignity in losing you as a pupil. Despite my concerns as to her personal conduct, she is deserving of our pity, as her mind clearly fails.&lt;br /&gt;
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Come and visit soon. I miss your darling face, and I would love to see you and embrace you as my dutiful child, and not as a slightly wayward postulant who needs chiding. The last time I saw you, your face seemed wan. Remember to eat. Dining well is a gift from Imaera, who provides us with such plenty as to be full and merry.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Imaera has been worshiped in many different ways within sylvan history. This appears to be a reference to the short-lived cult of Imaera as feastbringer, which arose in Yuriqen among the well-to-do of Yr’Weth in the last century before the sealing of the city. The cult was seen as largely harmless, mainly encouraging the consumption of great shared meals and weeks long celebrations of drinking and dancing. 5Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Memory (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Do not spurn her favor! I shall have a bottle of elderflower sent over and expect you to tell me how you consumed it in mirth, when next we speak.  &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 2. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO HIERARCH K⸻ OF THE COUNCIL SYLVISTERAI IN THE GLADE&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Thank you, Mother, for the wine and fruit which you sent. Please, next time, can you arrange to have it sent under less official cover? The other postulants enjoyed it, but it does cause embarrassment to have so many official seals and fripperies sitting in our shared pile of post. I know you are not subtle, but try, for me? Thank you as well for the new tunic.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Livery was provided as standard to novices and lower level aides of the High Council, but more expensive and well-tailored versions of official garments were allowed, as long as they didn’t overstep in design or acknowledgment of rank. For more information on clothing in ritual, see Anchors in Mourning, (n.d.).&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; I will attempt to eat and drink my way into fitting into it a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you haven’t been telling anyone that I’d like to transfer out of A⸻’s service. Where did you hear that? It isn’t true, and I’m very happy in my current position. I like the Hierarch and have no intention of leaving her behind to climb the council ladder.&lt;br /&gt;
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Unless you know of someone who has asked about potentially, maybe, requesting me? I don’t want to leave the Hierarch, as I said, but it is nice to be considered.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I’m not going to argue with you about Myrdanian.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The casual use of Myrdanian as a first name, without surname or qualifier, indicates a level of personal relationship between the letter’s author and the Great Deforester that is otherwise unseen in existing communication from the period.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 3. ====&lt;br /&gt;
TO G⸻ &lt;br /&gt;
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I hope you’re okay. We’re camped out near ⸻, us and a squad out of Yr’Shryv.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Shryv officially housed the Temple of Gosaena within Yuriqen, but was also collectively a working district for smaller groups of seers and soothsayers, as well as mages and independent magical academies. The tree’s reputation for ghostly apparitions and specters should be balanced with the presence of its large residential population, who got along just fine without being troubled by the dead.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They’re fine. Too gloomy for my taste, but they know how to fight, which is what matters.&lt;br /&gt;
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We saw combat again yesterday. The things I’ve killed in this war, and that have tried to kill me…I wouldn’t wish the nightmares I’ve had lately on anyone. I smell brimstone in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think you should start quietly putting some things together. Save what outsider currency&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The economics of day-to-day life functioned largely through trade and reciprocity on the individual and family levels. The outside world’s preference for currency was not unknown, and coinage did circulate within the sylvan population. It was considered mildly distasteful, however.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; you can, and have a bag ready. I’m worried this is going to end&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The text is incomplete.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 4.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
The search started with promise but ended in so many sorrows. We thought we saw signs of more who made it out before the seal came down. It was all death though.&lt;br /&gt;
Three days ago, B⸻. He was alive, briefly, but unable to speak and his spirit did not linger. In light of his crimes, it was a mercy that P⸻ couldn’t bring him back.&lt;br /&gt;
Yesterday, Eifion, Hefin, Trahaearn, and Lowris.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Eifion Fenmoira, Hefin Elagwyn, Lowris Phirora, and Trahaearn Torlee appear in a list of musicians resident in Yr’Vara. This text, only recently made public, indicates they died outside of the city in the chaotic days after the Nanrithowan. Previously, they were believed to have remained in Yuriqen.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; They were all together in the end, it seems. It didn’t help them though. All dead, but not at our hands. Based on the wounds and the way they fell in a line, something slew them quickly from behind as they fled. We have doubled the watch and no one is ever alone anymore.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This morning, we came upon Wilvuth,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Wilvtuh Sarven was a political operative and advocate for a devolution of power from the High Council and the D’ahranals to local governments within each of the Great Seven. This movement never saw any great gains, and was tolerated until conflict broke out with Myrdanian, at which time it was outlawed as dangerous to the war effort.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who made a great and long case for his own preservation, but X⸻ spoke equally passionately against him. We are at odds now, X⸻ and me. I think Wilvuth was convincing. We cannot prove his part in Myrdanian’s machinations,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This text references a rumored fifth column within Yuriqen in league with Myrdanian and his army. Wilvuth Sarven, mentioned previously, has long been believed to have been amongst those secret supporters, but apart from this reference, there is no evidence tying him directly to actions against the High Council. There is also no additional information concerning his ultimate fate.&lt;br /&gt;
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The letter illustrates the violence and paranoia present in the aftermath of Yuriqen’s sealing. It would be a comfort to believe that those within the city and those outside of it made their choice to stay or go wholly with peace in their hearts, but when the city disappeared there were large numbers of people outside of the glade, and not all of Myrdanian’s beasts were immediately slain by the magics that spread outwards from where Yuriqen had previously stood. The pity that stayed Myrdanian’s death on banishment was long gone, and though death had never been the sylvan way, many gave in to their fear and took out their anger on their brethren.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; but circumstantially, it doesn’t look good.&lt;br /&gt;
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This is where we are as I write this, and soon hopefully find my bed, such as it is. Wilvuth lives still, bound and awake, though silenced. His eyes look to me constantly for help, but I can offer him nothing more than the water I shared earlier today. We are honorable, all of us, but pain twists the heart so and deadens us to past friendships.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 5.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I saw him do it. I saw him do it. I saw him I saw him I saw him I saw him&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Note the image associated with this text, which seems to depict a slender russet-haired sylvan and a tall, silver-haired elf – first embracing, and then bearing down on one another with blades and bursts of brightly colored magic. The childish hand and manner of illustration indicate youth on the part of the artist, but the scrawled rage in the text, which is impressed deeply into the parchment, evidences a witness statement of experienced violence.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 6.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I stood for as long as I could outside of the city, looking in the direction of where I know you are. Were? Are any of you alive in there? I have to believe you are. The Nanrithowan has to mean something. It can’t just be the end.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eventually, Hyldedd&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Hyldedd Beiro, resident of Yr’Thrumn, later Hierarch of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; took me by the arm and walked me away with the others. I kept trying to look back, but once I took my eyes off of it, the magics kicked in and now when I turn around, I see nothing but endless forest.  My eyes hurt though, from squinting at the light for so long, and now from squinting into the woods in hope I’ll catch another glimmer.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will miss you forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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If a day comes when Yuriqen is again within the world, I will be there looking for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 7.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Dearest Onaef,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I write to you from Ta’Illistim, where I have taken up residence as a maid to a very great lady.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;As the war with Myrdanian became entrenched, many young adult sylvans were sent away by their families to get them clear of the conflict zone. This letter, one amongst a sheaf from a single author, details her placement in an elven household. Those letters which more clearly identify the young woman and the ‘great lady’ that she was employed by have been heavily redacted by the elven source who repatriated them to our scholars.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; Her household is very fine, and she has given me three sets of clothes — a set for when we are at home, a set for when we are out, and a set for when I am to attend her at Court.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Yes! She intends for me to come with her to Court, when she goes to see the many fancy people and do her bows and curtsies to the Queen. The other maid, Malonne,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Curiously, this name was not redacted in the original text. At present, we have been unable to locate ‘Malonne’, which may indicate a false name, an individual who does not wish to be consulted, or more sadly, someone who made little impression on the world around her, and is lost to history.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; says that I have to learn the bows and curtsies too, or I will embarrass our lady and then I will not be allowed at Court. She has not offered to teach me. I will do my best.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It impressed my lady very much that I could read and write so well. She did not know that I could when she gave me a place in her house and said I was, ‘Both smart and fair to look on,’ which was very kind of her and made me blush. Her other maid is very pretty, and can read and write, but only in a tiny, cramped hand. My lettering is much nicer, and I can write in elven as well as common. Which you know, as you taught me!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As soon as I have some wages, I will buy something lovely and send it to you. I hope it will be with my next letter. I hope that you write me back before then! I am worried that I have not heard from you. &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 8.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
May Imaera keep you in good health.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was very pleasing to all of us when you ascended from apprentice to full acolyte of the temple. Your father and I went about to all of our neighbors and said to them, “Our daughter has found a good place for herself, she will do good things for her friends and family. She will remember us in her prayers to Imaera.” But you do not visit, and people have noticed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why do you not leave Yr’Tael&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Tael officially housed the Temple of the Dawn, an open air place of worship at the easternmost height of Yuriqen. It was the first place the dawn touched the city, and was incredibly holy. Clerics stationed in Yr’Tael were took vows of silence, save for during that early hour when they were permitted to speak and sing in their rites.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; just for a day to come home and show your face and your hallowed vestments to those who love you? It would do your sister good to see you. She cries at night for fear that demons will come and steal us all from our beds. We tell her this is ridiculous, no demon can walk within the Silver Veil. We are only her parents though, and she will not hear it from us. You could sway her, however.&lt;br /&gt;
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Also, if you could check your things and see if you accidentally took my good knitting needles with you when you packed up your room, that would be appreciated. I’m sure you didn’t mean to take them, but they have gone missing and I remember you borrowing them to make that lovely green shawl with the white trumpet vines,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This reference is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 9.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have put aside the items that you requested. There is myrtle and sweet incense, as we discussed, and I found a nice length of ataela. I have included a packet of iris roots, as I think I remember that you liked them last year?&lt;br /&gt;
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I would be happy to take the cider in trade, but only the new bottles.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;See Letter 12, this volume, for a possible companion piece to this text.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 10.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Oriphine&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Oriphine Iancyne, resident of Yr’Mez. She is recorded amongst the dead before Yuriqen was sealed, and fell reinforcing the easternmost defenses of the city.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; has given me a sealed scroll and told me, “There is news that Myrdanian has left his tower and approaches the settlement of Yr’Vres himself, at the head of the main body of his army of orcs and foul creatures.” Oriphine expects them to come before the end of the week and does not think that the Little Tree&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Yr’Vres, the “Little Tree,” was a settlement located within the Silver Veil but outside of Yuriqen’s immediate perimeter defenses. In happier times, it was known for its autumnal festival, an event geared toward children. It was burned and razed to the ground by Myrdanian’s army.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; will last under assault from the enemy’s forces. She asked me to deliver the scroll by whatever means I can, but in secrecy, to Elidys,&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Elidys Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez. She was briefly leader of the Ne’Yuscarl, falling valiantly at the Battle of the Yr’Vres where she held back a great many of the enemy before ultimately succumbing to dark magics.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; who has recently become head of the Ne’Yuscarl&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;The Ne’Yuscarl maintained the border defenses of the Silver Veil. When it became clear that those defenses would break, many died attempting to reinforce other sylvan forces.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; upon Thereo’s&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Thereo Iancine, resident of Yr’Mez, and leader of the Ne’Yuscarl. Four of the six Iancine siblings fell leading the Ne’Yuscarl. Thereo fell first, while trying to maintain the Rithowen, then Elidys next at the Battle of Yr’Vres, soon after Oriphine near the Temple of the Dawn, then Admete, defending the way into Yr’Thrumh. The remaining siblings, twins Brisil and Yrsil (the author of the text) were last seen entering the chambers of the High Council shortly before the Nanrithowan was cast. Their fates remain unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; death. (I didn’t know, until she told me, that Thereo had been killed. Is this common knowledge in Yuriqen?)&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This portion of the passage has particular resonance when viewed as one sibling writing to another.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I am to give a sealed scroll to Admete, so that it can be delivered to Elidys, and they can join their forces to repel the enemy from Yr’Vres, and then from Yuriqen. If this scroll does not get to where it should be, I have included a copy within this text, using the cipher we employed as children. Remember, the one we devised in our little arbor with the white flowered vines? Please, make sure that the message is given to the High Council. They may tell you, “We already know of this,” or they may tell you, “This news is old and further developments have already occurred,” or they may tell you nothing, but it is important that they see that we are in dire peril.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 11.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
Please don’t worry. The empaths who travel with us are extremely good at their jobs. My own wound has gone from a gape to a small thing, and the herbs they supply should have it gone to nothing soon. I expect to be back in fighting shape before this letter reaches you.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;This letter was never delivered to its intended recipient, whose identity is unknown.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; We have had great success along the southern front and are cutting down orcs faster than they can be brought into battle against us.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 12.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I no longer have the small bottles of cider which the larder at Yr’Thrumh&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Where the ‘small bottles’, ‘very young drams,’ and ‘quite aged casks’ were sent for safety is unknown. As mentioned in regards to Letter 7 (this volume), when the war effort began to falter, many sylvan youths were sent away to safety. The eighty-three presumed children, infants, and elderly sylvan referenced here are but a small number who became part of the larger post-war sylvan diaspora. It is not likely they remained together, and the youngest amongst them, who would have now lived entire lives outside of their homeland, may never have known they were loved so much as to be sent away in such secrecy.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt; was storing. All of that vintage, as well as some very young drams and a few quite aged casks, have been removed from my keeping and put on transport out of the city towards a destination where they will be kept safe until a more appropriate season. I am told that they were sent initially via wagon and will thence be borne by boat. In total, 83 units were sent away. They were sent under the careful eye of someone I trust, as I would not leave such bounty unguarded in transit.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 13.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I have had a dream, over and over. In it, I see the faces of our people, some familiar and some unknown to me, and they stare down from the heights of our great modwirs with tears in their eyes and the tracks of tears on their faces. The light of sunset catches them and they are bathed in a great wash of silver, so beautiful as to bring tears to my own eyes. When I blink to clear the salt, all of these people are gone, as if they never were. The Veil is gone, as if it never were.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is this an omen? A portent? Do the gods themselves try to tell us something? If this is a danger foretold, surely they would be more direct.&amp;lt;ref&amp;gt;Some scholars attribute this letter, which remains as only a fragment, to Hierarch Alesanderie, who was responsible for unveiling Myrdanian’s treachery, and who almost died at his hand. This seems unlikely, however, as Alesanderie is historically represented as less reliant on the gods and more focused on the self-reliance of the sylvan people. As with much historical documentation, while this text itself can be authenticated as to age and origin, the specific author can be difficult to determine.&amp;lt;/ref&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I will pray on this, and I beg you to pray on it as well.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 14.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
I am committing this to parchment because I am afraid otherwise, what has happened to us will be unknown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Today, the High Hierarch spoke into all of our minds, and we were given a vision. She stood at the top of Yr’Thrumh and was dressed in her full regalia. Her green tunic and mithril chains gleamed in the sun, but her face was in shadow. The wind, so strong at the top of that great tree, whipped her hair back behind her. At her sides, we could see the whole of the High Council, and the leaders of the D’ahranals, and they were also dressed in formal finery and sad countenance. The High Hierarch spoke to each of us at once, and I could see others on the street stop and listen. We were all caught up in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;
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She said to us, “This war cannot be won, but it will not be lost. Tomorrow, there will be a great sealing, a Nanrithowan from which our time of emergence is unknown. All who wish to leave, we offer this chance to go, with no ill will and no sorrow for parting, We offer you the promise of joy for the time when we are reunited.” She smiled at us. “Become together a new D’ahranal, who we will know as Lassaran, and go out into the world. We will keep this place for you, and when the time is right, you will come home and set us free.” Then she said many other things to us, of the love we should have for one another, and the patience we should have in waiting, and she said private things, that are for our people only, which I will not share here. When she stopped speaking, she looked at us, and everyone I spoke to after felt the same, that she was looking at them and seeing them directly. She gave us each a moment and a part of herself, and a blessing of Imaera, and a ward of Gosaena, and then we were alone again in our heads, and our world was split into those who chose to stay, and those who chose to go.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have chosen to stay. When Yuriqen is sealed and lost to the rest of the world, I will stay. I have committed this to parchment to beg you not to be angry that we have withdrawn. Do not forget us, but do not mourn us.&lt;br /&gt;
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Go, and make the world better. Then come and find us, waiting for you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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==== Letter 15.  ====&lt;br /&gt;
My letters to you kept coming back, so I finally got the courage to go and ask my lady if I was doing something wrong with the post, and oh, she looked so sad. She sat me down in a chair and brought me a small glass of liqueur, she herself brought it to me! Then she told me that there were sad tidings out of Yuriqen, and that the city was gone. I didn’t understand her, so she told me again. The city is gone. This doesn’t make any sense, and while she is a very grand lady, and a very smart and worldly person, I think she must have made some mistake. Maybe she confused Yuriqen with somewhere else? I didn’t want to embarrass her, so I just nodded and said I understood, and she looked at me oddly and asked if I really did.&lt;br /&gt;
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Elves are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, I’m writing to you again, this time via your brother, who I know will know better how to make sure this letter gets to you. I have enclosed this envelope inside a larger one addressed to him, so that he can send it along without reading our secret words to one another.&lt;br /&gt;
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Write me back soon. &lt;br /&gt;
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| weight = 72 to 217 lbs. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;section begin=sylvan /&amp;gt;Long ago, as the [[elves]] moved from the forests to build their [[Elven Empire|Seven Cities]], some remained and became what are now &#039;&#039;&#039;sylvans&#039;&#039;&#039;.  Sylvankind are extremely rare outside of the forest, as few ever leave their wooded homes. Females are the most numerous, though males are not unheard of.  They are slight and lithe, with pale complexions, sandy hair and light eyes.  Sylvans move about the woodlands and hills virtually undetected, often garbed in forest green or brown.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sylvans make their home high up in the trees, often building massive tree-cities hanging from the branches. These cities in the tree tops not only provide safety to the sylvans, but also an incredible view of their treasured woodland surroundings. Some of these cities have hundreds, even thousands, of rooms where they have been hidden from the outside world for centuries.&amp;lt;section end=sylvan /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
{{TOC limit|2}}&lt;br /&gt;
== Statistics ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{Race stats&lt;br /&gt;
|str  = 0|con  = 0|dex  = +10|agi  = +5|dis  = -5|aur  = +5|log  = 0|int  = 0|wis  = 0|inf  = 0}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For [[statistic growth rate]]s by [[profession]], see [[List of statistic growth rates#Sylvankind]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{Race other characteristics&lt;br /&gt;
| base-max-hp=130&lt;br /&gt;
| effective-max-hp=155&lt;br /&gt;
| hp-regen=1&lt;br /&gt;
| spi-regen-off-node=1 per 4 min&lt;br /&gt;
| spi-regen-on-node=2 per 4 min&lt;br /&gt;
| decay=10 min&lt;br /&gt;
| base-weight=72 2/3&lt;br /&gt;
| weight-factor=0.7233&lt;br /&gt;
| max-weight=217&lt;br /&gt;
| encumbrance-factor=0.81&lt;br /&gt;
| smr-size-modifier=0&lt;br /&gt;
| smr-dodging=+30&lt;br /&gt;
| ele-td=-5&lt;br /&gt;
| spi-td=-5&lt;br /&gt;
| men-td=0&lt;br /&gt;
| sorc-td=-5&lt;br /&gt;
| poison-td=10&lt;br /&gt;
| disease-td=100&lt;br /&gt;
}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sylvans receive a large [[stealth|hiding]] bonus in the forest, a penalty to [[crafting]] and a small penalty to [[forging]].&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Cultures ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sylvankind spring from the same roots as the elves, but they chose a different path. As the elves moved from their forests to build the Seven Cities, some stayed behind. These are the sylvans. The sylvankind care little for the world outside their forests. For them, the forests are the world. They retain a love and closeness to the land that approaches unity.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Having a [[The History of the Sylvan Elves#Chapter Four - The Sylvan High Council|hierophant governing system]], it is natural that the sylvans would utilize a diplomatic system to designate divisions, or groups, among their populace. Their &amp;quot;D&#039;ahranals&amp;quot; can be compared to Guilds elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It should be noted that many sylvans not only are great archers and warriors, but fine artisans and civic leaders as well.  The decision of which D&#039;ahranal a child is invited to join falls to the child and his/her patron.  Generally, the child will join the D&#039;ahranal of her patron, and in fact the patron is found based on the child&#039;s foremost interest.  However, as a child grows, interests sometimes change; in that case, the Patron helps the youth choose the appropriate D&#039;ahranal and usually also finds a mature guide within it to direct the youth&#039;s development. On a youth&#039;s &#039;coming of age&#039; day, a ceremony is held to induct them into their new D&#039;ahranal.  They remain a part of it for the rest of their life, and the membership bonds are held to be as important as that of family.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are four known D&#039;ahranals:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Kytawa D&#039;ahranal===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{main|Kytawa}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pronounced: KEE-ta-wa&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a group of sylvans whose talents suit them for leadership or public service roles. Most of the population&#039;s leaders, called Councilors, are numbered among this group, however the governing body does number some Artisans among them as well, mostly in an Advisory role. The symbol of this group is a pelican.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Fresiawn D&#039;ahranal===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{main|Fresiawn}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;section behin=fresiawn /&amp;gt;Pronounced: FREE-si-awn&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a group that includes architects, artisans, craftsmen, musicians and artists, as well as cooks, brewers and anything that pertains to the creation of something.  At the top of this group are those associated with Arts &amp;amp; Sciences, a calling much esteemed among the sylvans. Their symbol is a doe.&amp;lt;section end=fresiawn /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Tyesteron D&#039;ahranal===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{main|Tyesteron}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pronounced: ty-ESS-ter-on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;section begin=tyesteron /&amp;gt;This group includes all those who specialize in physical and magical martial arts. It includes the great number of superb archers among the sylvans, as well as warriors and magic-users.  The group serves as protectors of the homeland as well as hunters who bring in game to feed the tree-cities.  They are known for the mithril- or silver-linked belt and armband they wear, rather than a particular symbol.  Additionally, the archers among the group form a subgroup called [[Ki&#039;Tyesteron]]s and will have the image of an arrow incised upon the armband.  This group might also wear other arrow-themed ornaments.  It is not uncommon for a particularly gifted weapon/armor maker or fletcher to be made an honorary Tyesteron, even though the artisan is also a member of the Fresiawns.&amp;lt;section end=tyesteron /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
===Lassaran D&#039;ahranal===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{main|Lassaran}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pronounced: LAS-sa-ran&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;section begin=lassaran /&amp;gt;The last group is really a conglomerate group of all three of the others.  The main distinction of these sylvans is that they have gone against normal tendencies and left the Homeland, to wander the world among other races, beyond the protection of the great trees.  The symbol of these sylvans is a hawk.&amp;lt;section end=lassaran /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Background ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Language ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&#039;&#039;This section is partly hypothetical based on fragments of official documentation.&#039;&#039;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The language spoken by the sylvans of [[Yuriqen]] has been preserved almost exactly as it was spoken over 40,000 years ago due to the unbroken chain of ancestral hierophantic memory.  To modern elven listeners, it sounds so archaic as to be nearly impossible to understand.  Most contemporary sylvans living in the wider world have found it easy to pick up the modern elven language, though on occasion they may use some bafflingly antiquated phrasing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The common term &amp;quot;sylvan&amp;quot; comes from &#039;&#039;sylvisterai&#039;&#039;, meaning &amp;quot;one who embraces, or marries, the forest&amp;quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sylvan writing system is credited to the scholar Raolawei Ly&#039;Setta, who exchanged his knowledge of early elven scripts for permission to live among the sylvans of Ithnishmyn for the rest of his life.  Elven archaeologists believe that much of the first sylvan writings were hidden away when the sylvans left Ithnishmyn, having committed all their knowledge to memory to be passed down through oral tradition.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
=== Religion ===&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Most sylvans practice a religion dedicated to [[Imaera]], the [[Arkati]] most closely aligned with nature, and among sylvans she is often called the Mother Goddess. Festivals are held at the start of every season to celebrate her with song and prayer.  Many of the unusual magics known to sylvan hierophants are said to come from a special connection to the goddess.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While many traditions are based on worship of Imaera, sylvans also recognize the balance between Light and Dark, and honor all of the Arkati for their roles. [[Gosaena]], as the personification of eternal death and the end of the cycle of life, holds a special place in the pantheon.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Verbs ==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;section begin=verbs /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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|- style=&amp;quot;padding: 0.3em 0.4em; background-color: #ddd; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
! Verb&lt;br /&gt;
! First Person&lt;br /&gt;
! Third Person&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| [[LISTEN]]&lt;br /&gt;
| You incline your ear in the direction of the natural air currents and intently focus on the slightest sound within your environment.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan&#039;s concentration shifts and becomes more focused as he slightly tilts an ear in a particular direction.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
| LISTEN {self}&lt;br /&gt;
| You listen quietly to the sounds of nature all around you, letting your heartbeat slow to join in perfect time with the pulsating rhythm of life.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan lowers his arms to his sides, breathing slowly and rhythmically, as a soft sigh escapes his lips.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
| LISTEN {person}&lt;br /&gt;
| You tilt your head slightly toward (target), noting the subtle changes in his muscles and breathing.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan tilts his head toward you, examining you intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|LISTEN {person} (dead)&lt;br /&gt;
| You tilt your head slightly toward (target), noting the absence of breath in the body.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan tilts his head toward you, examining you intently as the tip of one ear twitches briefly.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
| LISTEN {creature}&lt;br /&gt;
| Raising the tips of your fingers briefly to one earlobe, you focus your hearing on the minute sounds of (target)&#039;s internal life force.&lt;br /&gt;
| Raising the tips of her fingers briefly to one earlobe, Sylvan seems to be channeling sounds from (target)&#039;s very being.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
| LISTEN {object} (not held)&lt;br /&gt;
| You lean in toward (target), pricking up your ears in an attempt to register every sound (target) emits from the play of environmental forces upon it.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan leans in toward (target), his pointed ears raised ever so slightly.&lt;br /&gt;
|-&lt;br /&gt;
|[[OBSERVE]]&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe your surroundings carefully, taking in every last detail.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan observes his surroundings with a keen eye.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE {self}&lt;br /&gt;
|You observe your own condition, expanding your awareness of yourself as a part of your environment.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan becomes observantly introspective.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
| OBSERVE DOUBT&lt;br /&gt;
| Looking around, you can&#039;t help but feel that something is wrong with your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks around with concern.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
| OBSERVE ENEMY&lt;br /&gt;
| You look around, every sense on the alert for possible foes.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan surveys his surroundings warily.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE LIFE&lt;br /&gt;
| You look around, taking note of all the signs of life nearby.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks around, a serene expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE LIFE &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;(creatures present)&lt;br /&gt;
| You look around, and can&#039;t help but focus on the creatures nearby.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks around, a disturbed expression on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE QUICK&lt;br /&gt;
| You quickly scan your surroundings, taking keen note of the flora and fauna in the area.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan glances around, his eyes falling briefly on each aspect of his surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE SLOW&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe your surroundings very slowly, not wanting to miss a single detail.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan observes his surroundings with an almost excruciating slowness.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE GROUND (outside)&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe the ground, searching for tracks.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan observes the ground closely for tracks.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE GROUND (inside)&lt;br /&gt;
| You examine the ground in a futile search for tracks.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan observes the ground closely, but doesn&#039;t seem to find anything of use.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE SKY (daytime)&lt;br /&gt;
| You look up at the sky, taking note of the position of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks up toward the sun.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE SKY (nighttime)&lt;br /&gt;
| Your eyes scan the heavens, reading stories in the stars.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan&#039;s eyes scan the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE SKY (inside)&lt;br /&gt;
| You look up, but are unable to see the sky from in here.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks up, as though searching for something.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE AIR&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe every detail of the air, from its scent to its direction to its ambient temperature.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan pauses in an observational trance.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE ENVIRONMENT &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (forested terrain)&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe the comfortingly natural feel of your environment.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan relaxes as he observes his environment.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE ENVIRONMENT &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (treeless terrain)&lt;br /&gt;
|You observe the details of your environment and do your best to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan observes his environment carefully.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE ENVIRONMENT &amp;lt;br&amp;gt; (in town)&lt;br /&gt;
| You observe the inherently foreign nature of your environment.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan appears uncomfortable as he observes his environment.&lt;br /&gt;
|- &lt;br /&gt;
|OBSERVE ESCAPE&lt;br /&gt;
| You look around for possible escape routes.&lt;br /&gt;
| Sylvan looks around nervously, ready to bolt.&lt;br /&gt;
|}&amp;lt;section end=verbs /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
== Resources ==&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The History of the Sylvan Elves]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[World Costume for Theatrical Productions#Sylvans|World Costume for Theatrical Productions]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Clothing of the Lassaran - A Study of Transitional Culture]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Elanthian Divination: Sylvans]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pledged for Many Summers: Wedding Traditions of the Sylvan People|Wedding Traditions of the Sylvan People]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sylvankind Gemology Guide]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Glassworking/A Continuation#Lyshaelyn and Ithaenil|Glassworking: Lyshaelyn and Ithaenil]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A Tale of Companionship]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sylvan Mourning|Anchors Within Chaos: Sylvans &amp;amp; Mourning]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sylvan Lexicon]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Last Days of Yuriqen]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[http://www.play.net/gs4/info/races/sylvan.asp Races: Sylvankind], on Play.net&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
{{Sylvans}}&lt;br /&gt;
{{Races}}&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Sylvans| ]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Races and Cultures]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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Uchdryd began visiting Ta&#039;Illistim in 5125.&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Eranishal Uchdryd the Herald Harbinger of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall and has a wiriness about him.  He appears to be an adult.  He has pale gold eyes and a smattering of light freckles across his tanned skin.  He has curly, thick brown hair tousled in waves and soft tangles that curl around the pointed tips of his ears.  A single glyphic tattoo peeks out of the curls over his left eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
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You see Eranishal Uchdryd the Herald Harbinger of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall and has a wiriness about him.  He appears to be an adult.  He has pale gold eyes and a smattering of light freckles across his tanned skin.  He has curly, thick brown hair tousled in waves and soft tangles that curl around the pointed tips of his ears.  A single glyphic tattoo peeks out of the curls over his left eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a patchworked suit of pale gold-on-bronze leathers, a long bronze-chaped scabbard, a pair of argent ataela trews, and some leather footwraps.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tiwlip began visiting Ta&#039;Illistim in 5125.&lt;br /&gt;
==Appearance==&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;pre{{log3}}&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
You see Eranishal Uchdryd the Herald Harbinger of the Council Sylvisterai in the Wild.&lt;br /&gt;
He appears to be a Sylvankind.&lt;br /&gt;
He is tall and has a wiriness about him.  He appears to be an adult.  He has pale gold eyes and a smattering of light freckles across his tanned skin.  He has curly, thick brown hair tousled in waves and soft tangles that curl around the pointed tips of his ears.  A single glyphic tattoo peeks out of the curls over his left eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;
He is in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;
He is wearing a patchworked suit of pale gold-on-bronze leathers, a long bronze-chaped scabbard, a pair of argent ataela trews, and some leather footwraps.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;lt;/pre&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=Category:Sylvan_Shenanigans&amp;diff=233100</id>
		<title>Category:Sylvan Shenanigans</title>
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		<updated>2025-02-06T21:30:06Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: /* Cast of Characters */&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
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=== Chapter 1 ===&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-10-2025 - [[Tiwlip]] makes herself known to other sylvans.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-25-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition Tour opens in Ta&#039;Illistim.&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-26-2025 - The Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition is [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|abruptly closed]].&lt;br /&gt;
* 01-31-2025 - A statement from the Museum and Library is issued&lt;br /&gt;
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== Cast of Characters ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Laevynia Savitel]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Relian Degaloth Illistim]] (mentioned, not present)&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Tiwlip]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Uchdryd]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== Official Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Exhibition - Closed]]&lt;br /&gt;
* [[Sylvan Shenanigans (storyline)/Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement (vignette)|Ma&#039;Henrith Cavern Joint Statement]] - 31-January-2025&lt;br /&gt;
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== Character Vignettes ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Logs ==&lt;br /&gt;
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== Additional Information ==&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Ta&#039;Illistim storylines]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: 2025 storylines]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
	<entry>
		<id>https://gswiki.play.net/index.php?title=File:Tiwlip2.png&amp;diff=232942</id>
		<title>File:Tiwlip2.png</title>
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		<updated>2025-02-03T14:42:55Z</updated>

		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;GS4-ITZEL: &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Alt Text: You see a sylvan woman. She is young and has a headdress of carved wooden antlers on her head.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Summary ==&lt;br /&gt;
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Created by GM Itzel using [https://www.midjourney.com/home Midjourney], January 2025.&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:AI artwork]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>GS4-ITZEL</name></author>
	</entry>
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