Deceit And Disgust

[Publius 4098]

Near the gate of Petrus, an officer of the 2nd Akovian Regiment, Lt. Publius Bracchus can be seen yelling furiously, his arms flailing about in rage as he speaks to some of his men, civilians and the like gathering to simply see what all the fuss is about.

 

"There is no time in history where such treachery has been recorded! To be so wretched must have taken many years of practice, and by the Creator, they will pay in more than just gold, we will have their blood! We shall smash their iron! No more shall we make deals with racist, backwards peoples..."

 

Publius' hands begin to tremble with rage as he paces, yelling not to the people present, but to the heaven's, as if calling for divine retribution.

 

"Let it be known that King Andrik Vyrda was not slain by some slow peasant, not some known enemy, but by the hand of the leadership of Halun'or! Their moral and diplomatic guide sentenced our fair king to be killed, not in combat, but by a trap without warning! What would move people to do such a sick thing bewilders someone just at face value, but being there, I can tell you personally what we were doing in Halun'or: We were offering them a garrison to help defend themselves against Orcish raiders... We were offering to lend them our men, to risk our lives and drain Oren of more blood, for Halun'or's people! How can one hear this and not be disgusted by Elven conduct?

 

Looking at this now, I am personally struck even deeper by the irony, as the late King, Andrik Vyrda, asked me personally to lead the force defending Halun'or from the dangers they faced! To be honest on the subject, I will still lead those men... But in defence of something much greater. These men will be lead in defence of Oren's honour! In Andrik Vyrda's name! We will lash out and deal a death blow, and we will not accept gold, nor land. No, we will draw their blood, and we will shatter their iron, for we will strike truer than anything ever seen, Creator willing!"

 

Publius slicks back his hair, pointing out to the crowd now, his face a deep red as he furiously wags his finger about.

 

"I promise you, great Oren, that retribution is, and will be served! Today, in response to the treachery, we quickly slew many of the cities inhabitants! We were so slow to realize the vile nature of these beings, much slower than our grand Wood elven friend of Cerulin. To my shock, after the near sacking of Halun'or, the men turned on the inhabitants of Cerulin! The mortal enemies of Halun'or, the men and women that fought our kings killers now, and even before his death, were turned on by the Orenai legion! Thank god for their willingness to forgive, I spent many hours informing men of the difference of the elves, and I beg you do the same Oren! For our sake! For the sake of Orenian honour, and the honour due to our late king Andrik Vyrda! Do not let your grief blind you, and impair our efforts for retribution!"

 

Beginning to calm down, he stops, facing the crowd, his face losing its colour, and the zeal behind his words turning to passion.

 

"There is only two words that are to be used in describing the High Elves leadership: Deceitful, and disgusting. How they could do this to us is unfathomable, but in light of it, I pray that the Creator gives us, and our Wood Elven brethren the strength to obliterate them in the coming months! Forget not though dear friends: War with the Grand Kingdom of Uruguan is still about, but fret not: There is never an opportunity to take us down, they are snakes, and we are men! We will see the vermin eradicated. Not defeated, not destroyed, but utterly eradicated."

 

Taking a deep breath, he finishes his speech, keeping his voice raised.

 

"Oren has never faltered, nor will it. Let's teach our enemies this lesson."

[Ludulo 75]

Jace nods vigorously at each point the lieutenant makes. Nearing the end of Publius' speech, Jace salutes firmly, joining in with the roars of approval.

"HAIL VYDRA!"

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

"The Garrison was actually intended to try and subdue our culture and enforce liberal views that would destroy the society in which the city was founded upon. If someone went into Petrus and proclaimed they were going to do that to Orenians I doubt the response would be much different." Orsino scoffs 

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"Justice.. regardless of consequences.." murmurs William Dustin

[Ark 2835]

Karl Barbanov sighs for the loss of his king. He continues to kill high elves.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

"So long as the humans remember that Cerulin is not the enemy, I will be willing to support them in their cause." Mutters Artimec, who continues to produce aengulic bow after aengulic bow.

[Rig 17581]

"They will die for this," utters the Hound in rage. 

[Savoyard 263]

Colm nods stoicly at this, his teeth grinding more and more before he'd take up arms, "Justice will be served, Creator guide me."

[Cracker 4570]

"It seems once again an Oren King is slain-in-council. Regardless of Vydra's words, murder by the hearth is a wicked act only a godless lot would commit. Have they no honor? They could have debated or even declared formal war to Vydra's will but instead result to such treachery. I had once deep respect for the elves of the silver city but their actions are a blight upon diplomatic tradition and all things civilized." reports the High Pontiff to a band of wandering begging brothers uninformed of the news.

[OhDeerLord 673]

Dwyn, still tucked away in the wilds in the land of IRL roadtrip, sips on his tea. A missive is sent with the latest goings on and among them a scribed copy of this speech, and he sighs "Jeeze.. first they kill two of our chancellors in a meeting, and now he's assasinated a king.." he stirs some more sugar into his drink, glancing over to his lifemate "... I hope the good 'Aheral keep safe.. Andria, Avernn.." he frowns slightly, worrying for the two elven women "Seth's a reasonable fellow too, there are many others I'd hate to see harmed for this aswell.. hopefully some good politicans can recover the Silver State from the mistakes of Kalenz." He frowns, wincing as he mentions the name, reaching up to rub one of his cut ears with a breathy sigh.

 

"Aspects guide us in these troubling times.. and Creator protect his children in their time of mourning.."

[Salvo 1852]

A knight weeps openly in the middle of Leuvaarden.

 

"Exterminatus." he sobs. "We will kill them all."

[Knox213 10]

Put them all to the sword.

[Heff 2460]

Death to Kalenz Kingslayer!

[Man of Respect 5471]

 Deep in the cities, a man lost in the cactus green would be eating a freshly killed rabbit, hearing the voice of the man, he'd turn his head, showing off his bloody teeths.

 

"Tha blood gawd needz moar zacryficezzzz..."

 

He'd lick his lips, as he would start to leap around and shout random things, the best (AND single word you can hear) would be

 

"DEATH TO HIGH ELVES, DEATH TO THE ELVEN RACE, GLORY TO MY LORD AND KING BILLY BAWB JOHN II !!!"

 

[TicTocTom 40]

Maximus cheers loudly in response, nearly fanatical with both pride and rage.

 

"RETRIBUTION!"