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The Request of Holy Evisceration

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.~-From the Desk of the Turr'sair of Fi'ceru-~.


 

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It is the Creature of the Dark which is scorned by all that is Pure. It is the Creature of Dark which, by nature of its very vile existence is forced to flee hither and thither, running from those who seek to purge them and prevent their corruption of the ways of the descendants. Ice maidens, death-weavers and other such creatures seek homes— for they such as the well-minded denizens of this realm need somewhere to rest their head. And yet unlike the well-minded individuals, they do not deserve such a right. It is thus which must, by necessity, be remedied. For the house with its root in darkness is destined to topple in time.

 

It is thus the Turr'sair, and by extension the Wrought Council of Fi'ceru do find themselves plainly aware that undesirable elements may have slipped beyond its detection. That, perhaps, the founding of a new settlement has caught the eye of the creatures of the shadow— "A new home, somewhere they may perhaps not check". It is thus the Order of Paladins and Servants of Aeriel find themselves formally invited to Fi'ceru— for a stay of an elven week. To purge such dark beings from its walls. To end any corruption which may have taken root in this innocent town.

 

Should you so accept this, your kind shall be put up in empty towers and within the inn. Your service appreciated.

 

— Taeleh Elibar'acal

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Riondil nods as he reads the missive "Finally, they are taking proper precautions against the threat to their populace."

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The Maheral would have words with the Turr'sair pending the application of this Holy Evisceration.

 

~ Iatrilemar Elervathar, Maheral.

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Ramza looks to as no clerics were mentioned or invited, he shrugs. "Well let's hope it's not a trap.." He walks away,whistling a tone. 

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Amealeo takes a deep breath as he would read this piece of parchment, sliding it into his horse's saddlebag.

 

"Perhaps.."

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Gareth cackles.

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Grungron Irongut would receive this letter and after hastily reading and pocketing the note  he would begin to head off towards Fi'ceru. 

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Apollo draws his eyes along the document, a deep set frown hanging on his lips as he reads. Finally, he shakes his head, a look of utter pity contorting his features. "If only they knew the malevolence upon which they call..."

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

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