Charles_Grimlie 1072 Share Posted November 9, 2015 It is with great sadness that the Grand Kingdom of Urguan must release the following statement from the Crown,To the people of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan. The Dwedmar have been struck with a plague most foul, one which has not seen its like since an era bygone in the days of the Grand Emperor, Kjell Ireheart's. A total of thirty six casualties are said to have contracted this peculiar disease obtained through he over use of Vailor's over crowded and unsanitary travel networks since the beginning of the War. Although some seem to be immune to the disease, many remain ill including the Grand King. Thus, it is by the will of the Crown that the Lord Regent, as appointed by the Edict of the King's council, must preside over the duties of the Grand Kingdom until the Grand King's recovery. Therefore Azagol Doomforge, as Grand Confidant to the Grand King Midgor Ireheart, is the appointed Lord Regent until the predicted return of the Grand King by the end of this stone's week. May those who are currently suffering from this ailment recover, in particular the new Beardlings who courageously fought alongside the Grand King during the contraction of the illness. As a second amendment, all those who are sick shall be pardoned of the following stone week's tax collection as a personal "thank you" to the suffering, yet stalwart, people of Urguan.May Ograhad's wisdom guide us all during this period of strife. 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ioannis 1480 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Ioannis coughs ill from his bed as he hears that he wont get taxed to hell this week and lets out a smile. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167 Share Posted November 9, 2015 (edited) Fogram Irongrinder sits within a cauldron of stew, taking a taste every so often "Mebe' papa Dizzy will luv me 'ow!" Edited November 9, 2015 by Caliph Faiz Kharadeen 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Murdervish 308 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Sahar futilely attempts to at least cook some damn soup for the fifth time before she finally gives up and trudges up into the keep's towers to collapse in bed next to her sick husband. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Smaw 2376 Share Posted November 9, 2015 When you travel so often, you will quickly succumb to illness. One must slow down, if one wishes to remain active. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Skippy 2466 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Thorgran Ireheart snaps his fingers, "Damn Orenian witchdoctors got us again!" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dhoran 17 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Occurring only so often a strange mixture of coughing, retching, and clanking metal is heard from the basement of Grimdugan 8, accompanied by the combined odor of burning stone, ale, and infection. Wafts into the street outside. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rethai 163 Share Posted November 9, 2015 The Gates of Odessa close as the news is heard, not letting those who've contracted the illness nor those who are suspected of having it enter. Uruguan, will move forward, as always.. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
luv 3469 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Kypris sees the gates to Odessa close, hearing the news about the plague, she sees it best to stay inside where she feels safe. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KarmaDelta 969 Share Posted November 9, 2015 Durack Goldhand can be seen surveying the land of Urguan.Only just hearing of this, he sighs deeply, and continues acclimating himself to his new surroundings. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crowbill 493 Share Posted November 9, 2015 "Shoite...ah guess yemekah smoiled on meh... eh stuff loike dis always lasts ah week anehweh suh..." Hellio mutters as he reads the post, checking himself for any slight proofs of the plague. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThumperJack 927 Share Posted November 9, 2015 (edited) Demagol grunts in agreement with Thorgran, slowly placing his helmet over his head in order to keep from sickness best he can "Feckin' Orenian Witchdoctehs...ye know some say t'ey 'ave powehs wortheh o' Skygods?" Edited November 9, 2015 by Master Gnost-Dural (Jack) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
wytch 870 Share Posted November 10, 2015 Gerwulf lets a chuckle escape from under his breath from the news of said plague. "Sorry mates, you've gotten what you deserve." He said with a smirk, wandering back to his humble abode in Felsen. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
=Nkruma= 65 Share Posted November 10, 2015 Nkruma would walk inyo the Dancing Igor with a slight hobble and notice the lack of able bodied soldiers due to sickness. "Oren es luckeh tha our men ar' sick our we'd beh still beh tearin their armeh apart..." Nkruma muttered while taking a large swig of Pale Ale. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
James 425 Share Posted November 29, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
.thumb.png.4e5370fc69f142d96a905e477cd5dd97.png)
Recommended Posts