A message to Lord Tulithralas

[Runa Rothgar]

Lord Tulithralas of Arakhora ( ‘Those Who Protect The Forest/Tree Wardens' )

    Stacia'ilphu of House Ther'Revar, Enchantress from the Isle of Evermeet greet you in good cheer. I feel that when we suffer vaendin-thill (Fatigue from dark trials of life) of our people we harbor such perilous thoughts and bring it to pen more than joyful words and text. Be comforted my Lord, for I write to you in hopes to this letter finds you with a smile upon your face.

    History dictates that we have knowledge buried under vast layers of human history that is Cormyr. A group, intrigued by the echos of ruins and icons of our ancestors, desire to learn more!  May we be exhorted to search for what is lost outside the borders of Hullack, and within. I for one know you have responsibilities, Cormyr has theirs, yet the Tel-quessir are one in our desire to please the Seldarine. The people of the Hullack hesitate to branch out beyond their roots or risk being spread thin.  I now write in earnest that those like me, the Everaer  (‘Elves Born on Evermeet Who Choose to Remain There’) and those birthed from other roots, leave their safety, magical spires of protection we are grateful for, now travel far to face dangers in Cormyr.

Many of those I met, our people, their hearts burn for good and light. We mingle with hurried lives of humanity, we even sacrifice to help build their Kingdoms, and for what?  Because we must and our times are never for ourselves.

For once we shall perform for ourselves; hence, to take a breath of fresh air with warm winds upon our back. 

Rosandoral, who has lead our group under the earth, through a bandit infested cavern that now lay to waste, seek lost treasures forsaken of our people, now behold a piece of a staff during a time when the Lord of Scepters was better known.

We are now exhorted and intrigued by this finding and desire to seek more knowledge of this relic.

Lord of Arakhora, I beesech you to hold council with us and further investigate.  

We are around half-score in number from many direction of Faerun. 

I shall leave this message at the stone platform and eagerly await to receive reply there. 

U’Aestar’Kess - ‘One Heart, One Mind, One Breath’

Stacia'ilphu Ther'Revar , Enchantress of Evermeet

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[DM Hawk]

After some few days, a small Forest Owl Familiar comes to perch on Stacia's arm...and takes a nap. Having taken a long flight, it rests, heedless of her discomfort and the weariness of her arm.

Once the owl has been refreshed from it's nap, it hoots and peers at Stacia with luminous eyes. The owl raises one of its wings to reveal a tiny scroll bound to its leg by a strand of string. Patiently the owl waits with its wing raised until Stacia unties the string and removes the parchment. After this the owl spreads both wings and leaps up, relieving the elven woman the burden of its weight. Within a few beats of its wings, the forest owl is gone.

Written in fine, elven script are the following words.


Enchantress Stacia'ilphu Ther'Revar of Evermeet,

I bid you the greetings of Arulem Sylv'stria. The interest your companions have in the recovery of the history of our People is commendable and welcome. I would be pleased to meet with you in my court and hear your tale.

Your company of kindred are welcome as well. However I ask discretion, as this is a matter of the business of The People, as you speak of this with your companions.  These are matters belonging to the faithful offspring of the Seldarine.

You shall be met at the Stone Platform and be bid entry into Arulem Sylv'stria.

I shall ask the Eldreth Talae to join us as well.

May comforting winds speed your journey.

Tulithlaras.

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[Runa Rothgar]

After receiving the message from the adorable owl, Stacia rolls her shoulder and manages to work out her tired arm,

"Well worth it.. and those eyes!"

The Sorceress chuckles and begins to make way to her Seldarine cousins, spreading word, 


"Some of us have decided best that those who can make it to the Last Flagon, we shall ultimately meet there.  Those who cannot, meet outside the Capital of Suzail , just outside the Caravan station.  We shall teleport from there to the Last Flagon." 

"Those at the Last Flagon can patrol the roads to our destination for safety." 


These words would lift to all those who know of the meet...