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Easting Wilds - Wails under the Moonlight

Posted: Mon May 08, 2017 1:21 am
by Dawnbreak
Some in Outentown may have noticed, over the last few tendays, that the nights of the Full Moon, when Selûne is at her brightest and mightiest, frequently hold host to a distant, but a distinct keening; for nearly hours at a time, the faint, mournful singing of what many would presume to be a wraith or a banshee, echoing in the background of all their nightly activities, disturbing their sleep.

Those that would venture far enough out of the thaedar's reach to the south and west would see a blue dim light dancing about in a small vale, and distinctly hear the words carried upon the wind, and a lithe, dark-clad figure standing under Her light, singing with its gaze aimed skyward...

Mellonamin, Mellonamin,
Nu lle Arwen's me'a, lle esta,
Gurth-yassen lle, naa ilya he'vanim naa ten,
Mellonamin, Mellonamin,
Amin-aya, ndengina he'ten'lle, amin-aya,
Ten'he'me'a naa nothien avaene lle...


Those that would venture even further would soon lose sight of the singer, the form simply vanishing, abruptly ending its keening - though in its stead, an orb of blue light hovers over a gravestone that simply reads, "Thaelandriel".

The wraith kept to its mourning unabated at the climax of the Moon's cycles.