Moran Fe'na

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Moran Fe'na
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Since the maddening reign of the deceased Void King Ludmaz Dawnseeker, the isle once known as Dawnstone has yet known peace. Corrupted to its very core from a ritual spurred from the hands of Ustrea and Xarxes, names now ancient yet ringing ever-true to their individual and collective torment upon Meranthe and its denizens. After its destruction, such charge pushed by still-reigning Lumin King Camino de Caewynn alongside the state of Aphros, the isle and mad Void King were no more. Since 2098, the troubled isle has seen many attempts to remove it from its colored past. The Dragon's Nest settled, then Nihil- Drakanites and those in honor of draconic heritage have failed the isle for one reason or another-- be it its own destruction at the hands of invasion or failure to hold true to its own merits. Left for too long, confidence brewed in those far less deserving seeking to take place in the space. No more. Never again. The tides swing and the Realm of Delphina, the hand which lifted and swung the isle's fate decades upon decades upon rises once more.

 
No one will occupy this isle ever again.
 

Led by the Delphinan throne's and Lumin King's Heir and Luminary Sunsets over Moonlight with key aid from Arcadia's Keeper Calyx Aubreen, drastic changes oversee the isle once known as Dawnstone. Something new buzzes about: Moran Fe'na, of Wylden tongue, spoken by the land for the land. No construction appears, no paving of roads but instead, the exact opposite. Small teams make their way into the forest accompanied by members of the Elzara with saplings in hand, some with scrolls and runes. It is... unclear, what the Heir Luminary has planned for the forest in exact terms, but the Elzara receives a more direct order from them, not Marshal nor Commander:

 

"Clear it out. Everything. Every tent, search every cave. Ensure those who linger are escorted out, never to return. If they resist the generosity of offered escort, they've resisted the realm's kindness. This land tires of careless men in its company; See them out by any means. It will be clear of all who do not belong by next season's end."

 
Any who still make attempt to call the isle forest Moran Fe'na 'home' with tents or the like will be reached out to before forcibly being escorted out of the isle's premises by the end of spring. There are no exceptions. It is under the care and purview of the Realm of Delphina, such action of direct order of its throne's Heir. Any opposition the realm's more pronounced claim may respond on:
 
Final Removal
Tuesday, 6/24
6PM EST

(300, 890, 1)

[date likely pending]

 

More to come as work progresses.

[GravityChill]

The recent call to action to clear out those who remain on the island, which has long since returned to nature, reaches the ears of all. But upon such, to find itself forced out of the shadows, a rumbling as something stirs within the forests. To be potentially pushed out of a land it has long found comfort in as home, only brought forth a voice that had gone quiet for such a time now.
 

"These lands were once home to dragon kind, and since has returned to the land as it is intended for all when this time arrives. It was corrupted once, but restored anew not once but twice by the hand of dragon kind. To force such out and let none inhabit almost seems cruel, to not even be able to linger in land that I have long found comfort in. Such wondrous acts done for it, the dance of colors which purified and restored such beauty. To be pushed away seems almost too much...surely we can talk before things become too much no? If so, I await." -Mio Kazana

One remained of all that once protected such land, one that endured and survived for more than any of his other kin. Such spirits in passing came to life, and the shadows danced time and again at his breath. Golden eyes glowed from within as a dragon who slumbered on the isles was awoken.