In Orange Soaked Blood.

[Kvasir 1121]

 

 

 

Knox has always been regarded as a living-idol; descendents from all corners of the continent kneeled in worship at his name’s  behest, most notably the halflings, whom have publicly erected shrines in their homes to celebrate his presence. In an act of worship, the Halflings sprung from their homeland of Willow Hollow and decided to have a celebration of his glory, raylling  upon the Cloud Temple’s lands. Their single goal having been to convert some of the non-believers to the Seedy Light of Knox.

 

   They donned pumpkins upon their heads. and carried more for others, they gave any descendant they saw a pumpkin to wear and asked them to convert. After they had gathered their
flock of people, they went forth into Felsen. Showing their Seedy dominance by converting all those who had not been graced by Knox’s Light, they were forced out by the heretical humans, as they brought more people along with them on their pilgrimage.

 

   Next, the halflings had stopped at Haelun’or and occupied it, all the Knox disciples adorned with pumpkins and vocalizing their love for him toward the heavens. They left Haelun’or with a renewed vigor, and struck at Aethermoor, wherein they snuck in through the gate’s side entrance ,and attempted to bring the love and peace of Knox to an Elven Wedding. The heathens in Aethermoor: jealous of their faith, began to slaughter the innocent Knox Worshipers without question in their ways, their own demise fueling the flame of their faith further. The ones dying as martyrs being praised for their valor, as they attempted to peacefully resolve the situation however, it was too late as they charged forth, killing many more. The Knox Worshipers fled Aethermoor, screaming of the tyranny and violence dished out.

 

They had continued to journey around Vailor, but ended their holy Pilgrimage in Haria, the majority soon dispersing, re-trailing back to their own paths.

 

This act of affection towards Knox has enkindled a flame that will not be put out by the likes of pagans, Aethermoor, or the Felsenic Humans. This flame has brought about a reform in their faith, many of the worshipers of Knox now feeling the need to have their chants known, instead of concealing it in cowardice. This sudden shift in thinking has brought an Order for all, Descendants or otherwise, to praise and worship Knox with all their love and passion. The Reformed Order of The Pumpkin will do away with hiding their faith and celebrate it peacefully, worshiping the Pumpkin Lord known as Knox, first in his name. This order aims to convert others to the glory of Knox, people young and old.

 

This order’s goal is not for causing strife or violence of any form, its only goal being to convert any whom wishes to follow the light of Knox, this orange light will not be snuffed by the hands of heretics. If you wish to know more about this order come to the Tavern in Willow Hollow to be recruited, or send a letter.

 

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[Venomoo 109]

A random Warhawke yells, "You crashed the wedding and if you do anything similar again and I will personally make examples out of your people."

[wolfdwg 2677]

"Never again.... No... No More..." Merric states after crushing several pumpkin masks, his eye twitching.

[Remyy 952]

"The assholes crashed a ******* wedding!"

A highly angered Warhawkian woman screamed

"They ******* deserved it."

[AGP 3169]

"One of us."

[Kiiwi 1440]

"IT WASN'T ******* AETHERMOOR YOU STUPID HALFING!" an angry 'ker screams "You crashed a wedding I planned for weeks!" She's began tearing the decorations from the wedding down angrily.

[Weabootrash 412]

"Is 'is propaganda, we're halflin's fer Knox's sake." says an annoyed halfling.

[Greekbro33 105]

Little Timmie Tulip  attaches notes over the posters spread about, telling about his point of view of the events in a much less hateful light

" dis is so 'ateful, me and my brotha only wan'ed tah pull a few pranks.." He sighs as he posts his posters

[Kvasir 1121]

Just now, Finalhazard said:

A livid lich that smells of Pumpkins is furious about the entire ordeal.

 

"You halflings that participated in today's 'protest' are a disgrace to Lord Knox's name. You are not loyal followers. You are filthy, vile creatures who cause nothing but harm for those around. The Pumpkin Marches, the Pumpkin Protests. They are peaceful things. You do not yell, shout, and disrupt the peace in order to get your point across. You called people heretics for not believing in Knox. You brought shovels and blades to a wedding and expected blood not to be shed. This slanderous propaganda is what led Knox to leave in the first place."

 

" The skeletal being sends the halfling dozens of journal entries and drawings depicting his Pumpkin-Filled Adventures.

 

http://imgur.com/a/xJC1s

http://imgur.com/a/00rDp

http://imgur.com/a/O2kOP

"Woul' ye li'e ter help us then?" he would send a letter back to Lich.

[Larry Shortoak 297]

Larry Shortoak would stroll around Willow Hollow with a sad look upon his face hearing the news of the slaughter.

"We are 'alflin's an' ye' some o' ye are actin' like bigguns with all this anger an' aggression. Ye disrupted a weddin' rather than joinin' in with the festivities. ."

After a moment of silence Larry thought to himself.

"Sometimes I wonder wha' will 'appen if I were te die."

As Larry made his way from the farms, past the noticeboard and down the hill toward his burrow he said to himself softly.

"Givin' pumpkins fer people te wear is mean' te be fun and joyous, no' turn te violence. 

He would state with a sigh before hiding away in his burrow, re-wrapping his bandaged right arm.

~*~

[Kvasir 1121]

Just now, Larry Shortoak said:

Larry Shortoak would stroll around Willow Hollow with a sad look upon his face hearing the news of the slaughter.

"We are 'alflin's an' ye' some o' ye are actin' like bigguns with all this anger an' aggression. Ye disrupted a weddin' rather than joinin' in with the festivities. ."

After a moment of silence Larry thought to himself.

"Sometimes I wonder wha' will 'appen if I were te die."

As Larry made his way from the farms, past the noticeboard and down the hill toward his burrow he said to himself softly.

"Givin' pumpkins fer people te wear is mean' te be fun and joyous, no' turn te violence. 

He would state with a sigh before hiding away in his burrow, re-wrapping his bandaged right arm.

~*~

Kvasir would frown. "I' sorr'..."

[_pr0fit 3084]

"May teh Grea' Ta'er god s'rike you down fer yer pumpkiny ways!" Shouts Tyrone amongst the cactus fields

[garentoft 9265]

Dirk shrugged, the halflings did disrupt a wedding, after all.

[Moochael 730]

Berilac emits a soft sigh at the news, groaning as he hears of the slaughter, 

 

"Ye' were no' supposed ter attack or disrup' any'un, jus' 'ave fun...."

[Kvasir 1121]

3 minutes ago, Moochael said:

Berilac emits a soft sigh at the news, groaning as he hears of the slaughter, 

 

"Ye' were no' supposed ter attack or disrup' any'un, jus' 'ave fun...."

"We di' not attack 'em. They charg'd to'ards us." Kvasir would shake his head, frowning.