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Freshly printed posters are pinned in multiple cities including the cloud temple
 

"People of anthos, once again we present to you marvelous news! Our researchers have discovered something incredible! It rapidly heals most injuries when drank, proven to reverse aging to some extent, and increase a persons intelect by tenfolds!"

"What is this magical substance you ask? Blood ofcourse! But not any blood, the blood of the void users, may it be human elven or dwarven, the blood of these un-natural beings when taken in fresh, have many benifits
to the body! We thank the heavens for this marvelous discovery in which the void users are given an opportunity to help the sick and dying people of our great nation!"

" Ofcourse blood orginating from different parts of the body are more effective than others, more specifically the heart, compared to the blood from the finger, blood directly from the heart can rapidly heal wounds."

" To the void users: We give you a perfect chance to help our people, if you truly desire to atone for your sins, we sincerley hope that you sacrifice yourself for this great cause. and may the creator bless you all"

 

The same red skull is stamped

 

Signed-   RO

 

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Art frowns.

"Cells. Like. Jail cells?"

 

(Dat lack of medical knowledge that we should have.)

((Amen, were stupid enough to do propaganda so.... -shrug- ))

p.s always appreciate dem hates XD

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A hooded woman smirks. "I've tried this...it does not work, sadly..."

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A rather drunk dorf stumbles along, before seeing one of these papers, He thinks to himself "Ah Need moeh papeh fer mah chambeh-pot." He then begins to seek out these magical Turd-Tickets, so that the bottoms of Dwarves everywhere may be clean of filth.

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Mark Constantine, Brother of the Order of Saint Lucien, reads the heresy. He frowns, deeply offended, "Drink blood? Bloody heathens! Heresy! And what sort of reward do they promise for blood-drinking? Increased lifespan for jail inmates? Bah! We want dead jail cells— keeping them alive costs too bloody much!"

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It rapidly regenerates cells when drank

 

 

 

Art frowns.

"Cells. Like. Jail cells?"

 

Cirnelle also frowns.

"Why would you need to regenerate jail cells? How does that even work?"

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breveslav can't read

if breveslav could read he'd stab the poster and then attempt to stab the writer

first of all for not knowing both definitions of the word cell, second, because blood drinking is edgy, and third because magic users are scum

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Mithius stands infront of a poster for a few minutes, he reads through it over and over again, trying to make some sense in things "What?.. nah.." 

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The Dove Druid reads over the poster with a serious squint, then bops it with the top of her staff and mutters in a reprimanding tone, "That is unhealthy."

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Fumble laughs,

"Tha' be as good fer ya as water! Ale i' what is the healthy stuff."

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"It is our god given right to drink this substance. The Oren constitution says so."

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A dark figure, clad in black clothes, lifts his hood to read the piece of parchment.

"This is no medicine, this is, rather, heresy!"

He takes the letter and rips it in half, leaving it in the river for it to rot back into the soil.

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