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==Tale Of The Slaughter Of Scholars==

I write this as a member of The Lewapone Afetsed Research Affiliation
(LARA), a group of scholars whose sole purpose (and, I might add, soul
purpose) is to shine light of knowledge where darkness of ignorance
dwells, founded by Afetsed and Dreamrunner so long ago the time is lost.

I am a human. In LARA most are Elothean. And that is perhaps what
started it all. The Eloth members of our group, which again, would
be most, were extremely interested in delving into the true origins
of the Eloth. They were hoping to prove the notion that they are
somehow a physical manifestation of the minds of the Immortals. A
worthy topic of research, and one often debated, much of LARA spent
time trying to find an answer. Of course, being an event that happened
so many eons ago, the evidence was very little, and it simply
became a musing at social gatherings.

Until one day in autumn, another member of our group received a message
that some distant Eloth cousin by the name of Heya Modara, a member of
the Gray Storm house, had evidence. Actual factual proof that the Eloth
were walking embodiments of wisdom.

The echo of that message rang rapidly through LARA. A journey was
organized. I, busy at the time with a new son, was unable to travel.
Twenty seven were the number to undertake the journey to meet in the
mountains (a halfway point) with Heya Modara and his scholarly following.
The journey would take less than a month.

Four months later, with no word returned, funereal and commemorative
services were held for the missing twenty seven.

A Lorethew traveler - a wandering Elothean wise man of sorts - came to my
door some weeks after that. He bore a package in his hands. Knowing
some of the ways of my Eloth colleagues, I bid him rest the night. My
wife set a sumptuous meal for us, as she is wont to do, and our visitor
set about his tale.

The man's name was Pelea Longstride. He was most elegant, and I learned
he preferred his race be called by the more proper phrase Ethloean. He
told me of his travels through the mountains, and his happening upon an
abandoned settling area where many tents were pitched. It appeared to have
been a joyous festival occasion, and many mules carried with them great
jugs of wine and trunks filled with books. Yet now the place was silent.

The ground was spotted with dark mushrooms. And blood. He had found the
mules were gutted, their heads and hooves removed. He searched the
entire camp.

In one tent, a massive meeting tent, with logs and stones as seats, the
center had been cleared. And placed upon the floor, in the shape of a
glaring eye, were the collected skulls of all who had been present,
polished to gleam like river rocks.

Pelea could not locate any bodies beyond these remains.

It was obviously the meeting between my fellow LARA members and the men
of Heya Modara. A membership book was found, and in it he found my name.

I asked Pelea when his horror tale was over what he thought could do such
a thing. Obviously not animals, much too precise for goblins' or trolls'
work.

The hair on the back of my arms bristled when he whispered to me
"Melyo Rensh'a".

I am no expert on the Eloths, but I know that phrase. It is the name of
the missing clan, the house everyone says is just a myth. They are
assassins.

The dinner was finished in silence. My wife looked quite nervous as she
readied my son for bed. When she left us alone, Pelea placed his package
on the table. He rose and moved about my house, locking windows and
setting curtains shut. He unwrapped the doeskin covers of this squarish
shape on my table, and there were several remnants of books, bloody and
burnt.

He handled them like maiden hair at the tips of his graceful fingers.

A tear fell from his eye to a page and he told me this was all that was
left that was readable and he wept for the loss of much knowledge and
wisdom that day. I wept as well.

Barely a handful of pages were in Pelea's package. But that night, we
pieced them together. We learned nothing of the origin of the noble Eloth.
But there were several passages, and I regret their source is utterly
unidentifiable, which I copy here.

One torn page we took to read the following, although the ink was quite
wet with blood and mud, some parts may be incorrect:
<pre>
"... obviously from the time of the coming of the Immortals. As each
immortal has Aspects, edges of good or evil or love or hate, these
Aspects were passed on to what was to develop into the... (Later on
the page it reads as follows) ...to be called by the Ethloean
tongue Ch'sian T'sani."
</pre>
Pelea translated Ch'sian T'sani for me to mean, of all things, The
DarkLight. He said it had layers of other meanings, as do many phrases
translated, especially those of the Eloth, but DarkLight was the best
Common Tongue words he found. He did note it could also mean BlindVision.

The next torn scrap we found readable simply read:
<pre>
"... every Elothean dwells a remnant of Ch'sian T'sani..."
</pre>
Several other parchment scrapings, (And a leaf which Pelea had mistaken
for burnt parchment) pieced together the following, and perhaps most
frightening passage:
<pre>
"... World Dragon. If the Dragon itself were composed of the essence of
Ch'sian T'sani, would it not follow that the Eloth may then be somehow
guardians, or part of the World Dragon itself? Or perhaps they are
hunters of the dragon. In any case, it is obvious now that the members
of the Lost House are imbalanced in their degree of Ch'sian T'sani..."
</pre>
The Lost House, referring of course to the Melyo Rensh'a. Pelea then
told me no other mention of the Melyo Rensh'a was to be found in any of
the other pages he had recovered, most of which had much less pertinent
information on them. However, he glanced furtively around the room,
swore a quick oath to the Ferdahl, and pulled a leathery pouch from his
belt. He undid the binding and poured its contents on my table.

They were tiny scraps of paper. Hundreds. Hundreds. None burnt. None
bloody. Each cut from a different book. Each scribed by a different hand.
Each with perfect edges in perfect condition. Each a cut out of a single
phrase: Melyo Rensh'a.

Pelea slept on our cot that night, although I would wager he truly slept
as little as I. We are not sure what Ch'sian T'sani is. Nor are we any
closer to the origins of the Eloth. In fact we may be further.

When he left the next morning after breakfast, I took all of the remaining
books, including, or perhaps especially, the membership book and reduced
them to ashes. I also pen this anonymously for my health and my sons.
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	Until one day in autumn, another member of our group received a message		Until one day in autumn, another member of our group received a message
	that some distant Eloth cousin by the name of Heya Modara, a member of		that some distant Eloth cousin by the name of Heya Modara, a member of
	the Gray Storm house, had evidence. Actual factual proof that the Eloth		the [[House of the Gray Storm\|Gray Storm house]], had evidence. Actual factual proof that the Eloth
	were walking embodiments of wisdom.		were walking embodiments of wisdom.

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	services were held for the missing twenty seven.		services were held for the missing twenty seven.

	A Lorethew traveler - a wandering Elothean wise man of sorts - came to my		A [[Lorethew]] traveler - a wandering Elothean wise man of sorts - came to my
	door some weeks after that. He bore a package in his hands. Knowing		door some weeks after that. He bore a package in his hands. Knowing
	some of the ways of my Eloth colleagues, I bid him rest the night. My		some of the ways of my Eloth colleagues, I bid him rest the night. My
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	set about his tale.		set about his tale.

	The man's name was Pelea Longstride. He was most elegant, and I learned		The man's name was [[Pelea]] Longstride. He was most elegant, and I learned
	he preferred his race be called by the more proper phrase Ethloean. He		he preferred his race be called by the more proper phrase Ethloean. He
	told me of his travels through the mountains, and his happening upon an		told me of his travels through the mountains, and his happening upon an
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	The hair on the back of my arms bristled when he whispered to me		The hair on the back of my arms bristled when he whispered to me
	"Melyo Rensh'a".		"[[Melyo Rensh'a]]".

	I am no expert on the Eloths, but I know that phrase. It is the name of		I am no expert on the Eloths, but I know that phrase. It is the name of
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	the other pages he had recovered, most of which had much less pertinent		the other pages he had recovered, most of which had much less pertinent
	information on them. However, he glanced furtively around the room,		information on them. However, he glanced furtively around the room,
	swore a quick oath to the Ferdahl, and pulled a leathery pouch from his		swore a quick oath to the [[Ferdahl]], and pulled a leathery pouch from his
	belt. He undid the binding and poured its contents on my table.		belt. He undid the binding and poured its contents on my table.