A Declaration of Responsibility

[The Shining Hand 13]

 

In an assault of righteous objective, bestowed with inevitable triumph by the nature of the deed’s virtuous motivation, a unit of exceptional men executed coordinated strikes against monuments of Imperial ‘strength’ in the name of peoples oppressed across the Realm. A cabal of guided hands, inspired by a great cause and boundless loyalty to the idea of freedom, sallied deep into the bowels of the beating heart of this net of despotism and subjugation cast across the realm of Axios.

 

They struck with bomb, torch, and sword and marched for their objective. They razed to the ground a woeful cog in the machine of moral decay, the offices the Empire of Oren’s administration, and, by broad aim, the residences of the surrounding district. Collateral destruction in a campaign is innate, as the nation of decadence and cruelty has itself wrought, and inevitable in this blessed conflict. Warriors of this Shining Hand attacked also the offices of the Johannesburg Capitol Police - the wicked bastion of the men who insulate the poisoned soul of this evil Empire from the consequences of its actions. The captain of this department of ‘police’ laid with an elf mistress outside of wedlock in a hovel only steps away and sinned, with great passion, while the city he swore to shelter burned. Five crusaders of a coalition of tyranny died in this attack.

 

 

Above all, a small cadre of upstanding commandos, guided by the righteousness of cause, simultaneously infiltrated the very core of this cancer in the realm of Axios and delivered a gift. These men left, cradled in a pillow upon the bed of the despot declared ‘Emperor’, a knife engraved with the name ‘John Owyn’. If the crusaders of this organ of corruption, the “Empire of Oren”, cannot withdraw assuredly to the safety of their own chambers, where then is safe from a knife in the dark?  This attack is a warning to those that would perpetuate the enslavement of this Realm: no man, however prominent, lies outside of the reach of men infused with blessed cause. The head of the writhing snake can be severed by a single dagger in the back or a well-aimed bolt delivered by a martyr of sublime conviction.

 

Shout the name of liberty from the rooftops and proclaim the righteousness of its cause and find a place as an exalted soldier in an unstoppable tide.

 

The task of this Shining Hand is war - its campaign is endless while freedom still weeps. In the name of the morality of cause and in stalwart rejection of the right of this Imperial regime to rule the Realm of Axios, the kinsfolk of the subdued and censored are forced to action.

THE SHINING HAND

[AGP 3169]

"I'm not sure what they actually did the words are too poetic," says Richard.

[garentoft 9265]

Dirk unlatched his spear, smirking like the 'Aheral savoy boy that he was once again was, "They think they are immortal, these terrorists, but time and time again people like them have been struck down, and so will they be."

[mmat 7460]

Draken looks at the now fixed buildings.

[Taketheshot 3834]

"Pretty sad attempts Ill be honest" Walter says looking upon the pristine buildings

[Mithradites 1168]

"Though some people seem to not take these declarations seriously, I for one am just adoring the imagery in their poster-script! 'Crusaders of this organ of corruption!' Marvelous! Much appreciated! Keep up the writings, terrorists! Though perhaps not your attacks. Ghastly business, that." Lucion walks onwards, glad that the active, murderous insurgent group in not in his city.

[Jonificus 2741]

Secretary Harald happily pays the illegal workers their well earned 5 minas per day to finish the repairs of the bombed buildings.

[FORƎST 1312]

Hannibal drops to his knees upon finding out all the paperwork he'd filled out for the JCPD has been burnt to a crisp. He wipes a single tear away with an ink stained finger, drawing a long blue streak across his unfortunately mangled face.

[Archbishop 1784]

The Sage Mukar would then make his way towards the capital of Oren, contempt on moongazing the culprit of such horendous attacks.

[Esterlen 4499]

"Tyranny," gurgles the elderly Hermann von Locklear und Stahl, burying his assets in gold beneath the earth in a 'long-term deposit', eager to guard his material wealth from the Imperial incursion. The Johannesburg Capital Police had just shut down his second factory this year and 'liberated' his child workers, accusing him of slavery. The illustrious baron Hermann von Locklear und Stahl, a slaver? The idea was preposterous. He shook a menacing fist at the sky, cursing the tyrannical Imperial state that had deprived him of his right to employ captive orphans on eighteen-hour work days at the rate of 0.0001 of a mina annually, against their will. If he didn't have the right to free enterprise, what rights did he have?

 

He stopped the swinging of his shovel momentarily, stroking a mustachio with a gnarled finger. The idea of a state was primitive and barbaric - this he had remembered the great socioeconomic theorist, James Sweetman, had said originally. Each individual ought to have his own free agency and governance ought to be administered privately and voluntarily, through owned corporations and moneyed interests. The state's monopoly on coercive power was truly the most abhorrent, immoral and tyrannical conception he had ever had the misfortune of encountering in his seventy-five or so years. 

 

"The tyranny of the vile Holy Orenian Emperor must end," Hermann concluded in concurrence with his terrorist brethren, "To be truly free, every mogul must have the right to his own private army and child workers. The concept of private property must be sacrosanct above all."

 

 

[Aeus 2653]

"These people are no more than troglodytic animals who are not capable of rational thinking. They are just children who got bored and decided to act on their imbecilic incoherence. Leniency should not be shown to those who terrorize people for their own attempt of prehension of power, and instead should be shown the highest level of penalizations for their acts of tyranny and plea for anarchy. These 'exceptional men' have resulted to lunacy to get things to go their way. They verbalize they fight for the 'oppressed' people, but activists of these people don't terrorize, and mortify them. The scum of the earth that acts like this does not deserve to breathe the same air as the rest of us, and should be expelled from our world; for it is what animals like these get when they do horrendous acts."

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

Bradshaw grumbles "I was talking to my buddy Bell and his wife you fools"

[Andustar 4143]

"I'll feel more threatened by these radicals when they let a circus seal tossing balls onto me, do yourselves a favour and go back to terrorist school to learn your scare tactics, maybe you'll learn something for next time you bastards!" Nicholas would smirk.

[Wendigo 786]

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