A Statement from Councilor Cleophus Kinn

Returned to his duties at the Dawnspire after a stay in Shadowdale, Cleo sits up all night, writing by firelight and moonlight at the Morning Farms to compose the statement he'd been dreading.

He writes a draft...

Citizens of Myth Drannor. I come before you today to issue an apology. I was present and assisting when a half-drow was recently allowed to enter this city among a group of refugees. She was always under supervision, eventually arrested, and is no longer here.

Letting her in was an unintentional act, an oversight. Had I remembered and observed that she was half-drow, I would have...

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...acted on that knowledge. It was an oversight that will not happen again. I'm aware that the rules banning certain races from Myth Drannor are essential to our security as a city, and to the security of the Morning Farms, and I take that security very seriously. That's why I led an initiative to strengthen and extend the Mythal, and why I continue to work tirelessly against the forces in the Ruins. I remain committed to the health and safety of this City, and will continue to use my best judgement to protect it. That is why I can honestly say that this mistake will never happen again.

Respectfully,
Councilor Cleophus Kinn

He copies down the parts he hadn't scratched out, burns the first draft, and reads the final draft to the people in marketplace in Myth Drannor during the most crowded part of the day.



Then he walks by the bulletin board and posts the final draft there.

Many citizens would gather to hear the councillor talk, most of the elven, but some humans and even hin and the occasional dwarf present.

Cleophus would notice that many Teu Tel´Quessir would nod and agree with his speech.

Many Ar Tel´Quessir would not Show any reaction at all, listening with stoic neutral expressions.
Here and there he would see a glance that doesnt look like at approval at all.

Some of the Or and Sy Tel´Quessir present would seem to be listening, some disaproving some not.

The humans and hin would nod in approvement with the Councillors speech

An ar tel'quessir listens as the conciullor offers his speech and would offer a gentle smile back, regardless if the man can hear or not he would comment.

- Everyone is subjected to mistakes, and certainly the Coronal knows well who to nominate as conciullor.

The sun elf dresses a well sculpted ironwood breastblate