Chronicle of the Election of Akrinor

In those days, the citizens of Diskord were debating among themselves, for many of them had concerns about the state of the Confederation.

"There should be a circle of Writin," many said, "so we may properly worship the gods again."

The Dizzy Chords and even the cities of Borrd (for there had been some worry there about the Diskorders weakness of faith) rang out in support of this idea, and then the Mords made it so.

Then, through his stone, Sir Tomash spoke, saying "We should build a hall of welcome at the port of Landen-zon, so that foreigners coming to our land may hear of the customs of Plort before venturing too far inland." The people of Diskord agreed this was a good idea, and the Mords made it so, setting aside a place for the hall, which was built and richly decorated with illustrations from the Efawkews.

Then, another proposal arose from the distributed crowd. "We ought create a circle for discussions of the Marizu, so we may better prepare ourselves for battle." The Mords heard this, and, since they thought the proposal a good one, made it so. The new circle was named Badvik, after the mountains in which many of the knights of Plort had trained over the long years.

Since some discussion was going on, Baroness Juliette, who was speaking while traveling to the council, said "Shall we elect new Mords? I often watch the stones alone, and this is wearying. There is also rarely any Mord awake when I sleep, leaving our fair land unwatched." The citizens chattered amongst themselves, and wondered who would make a good Mord. "Not I" said just about everyone, for their own reasons. Within the chatter came a shout, "Akrinor for Mord!".

This proved to be a rather popular idea, since Akrinor was well-respected within the Confederation and often awake when the Mords slept. So the initial shout grew into a chant of "AK-RIN-OR! AK-RIN-OR!"

Akrinor was reluctant to take the power offered to him at first, but eventually he declared "I will do it, for now. If, within the month, anyone objects to my rule or I realize I do not want the robe, I will step down."

Hearing this, Baron PC, who held the Master Stone, which could raise Mords, brought Akrinor to his castle. There, he draped a fine purple robe, the symbol of the Mords, over Akrinor, and stood before his stone, proclaiming: "Ahteverione," he began, the magic words causing stones to glow or vibrate throughout Plort, "behold Akrinor, the Mord you have chosen!"

And thus, Akrinor joined the ranks of the Mords, kicking off a round of celebration and feasting throughout the land.