~A Thousand For One.~

[MrJoshy 130]

*A strange note is lying on the ground, nailed into place. The words upon the note are that of a strange language, with a minor similarity to that of the Elven language.*


Non enim est bona mille artis. 

*Written below is a translation for those who do not know the meaning.*
 

"A thousand for one is never a good trade. Must a thousand innocent men give their lives for one corrupt ruler, or the opposite? You have your rulers, your leaders, your patriarchs and monarchs who have ruled for as long as you can remember. When shall the time come when you realize that their power is not truly theirs, but rightfully yours?"

 

*Below the text is a strange marking.*

 

-Mox

 

*After reading the note, you happen to notice a young boy laying nearby, asleep.*

 

((I'd appreciate no OOC, as I want to see RP reactions to this particularly. But any reply that's not flame is okay :)))

[The Great Mongol Khan 1110]

Lucius Tython looks at the note and speaks to himself.

 

"Many of these people do not know what they want and expect things to happen based on their complaints instead of their actions. Every person has the power to make change in their own lives and the ones of those around them. People just choose not to. Whether under a monarch or not, you have the power to decide your own fate. Your own ambitions can guide you to places unimaginable."

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

Quavinir looks at the note distastefully, and mutters. "I earned my seat as patriarch of clan Signus...Ahnd he call out uzuhs to revolt ahnd upheave against zoes who have earned zeh respaect ahnd auzoriteh zey have gotteen? Pah!" Quavinir walks off in a huff. "Ahnd zee seembahl eez stoopeed to..."

[Cosmik 220]

Durzo thoughtfully munches on a carrot while reading the note, not bellowing his thoughts to everyone in earshot.

 

Because he's not a damn schizophrenic.

 

Maybe it's an Elven custom to shriek grievances at a message board?

[JunoStriker 69]

Carver looks down at the note on the ground. Littering. She bends down to pick it up and throw it away. Maybe if she cleaned away enough litter, Zaint Grugolas will-

She grunts in surprise as the paper resists, almost falling over. "The f-" She blinks, looking it over. Who the Nether nails messages onto the ground?!
 

[Baconthief 682]

"Illogical"

 

Khel states through bared teeth as he gazes onto the notice that lies nailed to the ground

[Evilbanana5757 154]

The Bird Druid sees it.

 

"..."

 

"Why nail it to the ground...?"

[MrJoshy 130]

The young boy that lies asleep nearby stirs slightly, hearing the Bird Druid's voice.

 

"To many you ask questions..." he grumbles.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.