*two elves are seen putting up notices in Upper and Lower, those who know them may recognize them as Presea and Amywieng*
My brothers and sisters,
For too long have we Tel'quessir been scattered like leaves upon the wind. We have been dealt a harsh fate; the cruel wind carrying us to a wasteland most desolate, leaving us to wither and die alone.
Yet there is still hope!
For admist this desolate wasteland lies a small patch of fallow soil, a place where life may yet grow and persevere should these leaves gather. Given time and proper care, a mighty tree will grow from this very earth! We are these countless leaves on high, the soil is our Sanctuary! Let us work together to nurture this mighty tree, our mighty Warband!
To this end, I am hosting a meeting once again for all of elven blood. It shall take place on the fourteenth of Uktar, on the second floor of the Last Stand. So come my brethren! Let us revel in the fellowship of our kin once more!
Presea Amanodel, Bereth du of the Warband
*below the notice is a prominent seal depicting a crescent moon*
// the actual RL time for this is Sunday, February 25th, 20:00 GMT time