The Stirling Leaflet

[ski_king3 0]

In a secluded location, a spectral figure looses a tired sigh, shaking his head wearily.

[Luxury 1083]

"What?" questions one elf in disbelief, frowning as she read over one of the many pamphlets .

[Daisy 9735]

"Utter falsities from an angry, little man." states Avern to her friends.

[Bvie 1754]

58 minutes ago, Leric (Td) said:

"holy ****" Blinks an incredulous Keeper 

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"Well, ****." Says a tired Cleric as she leads the Keeper to the known whereabouts of these Izkuthii.

[Guest]

Aegor's brows furrow.

 

"Crumena was right, what a bunch of hypocrites. They're bedding Dark Mages? ******* hell."

[Nate1450 111]

"The Ascended need to get it together..." mutters an irrelevant high elf from his home

[GDPR 014 48]

1 hour ago, ClockworkElves said:

Serinath finds himself struggling for breath after reading over the missive, taken by a fit of crippling laughter.

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Avenel, reading over Serinath's shoulder, bursts into laughter, clutching his sides as he falls over.

 

"BAHAHAHA. He - he CUCKED KATARI! The Order's also ****!"

[Tsuyose 3285]

"The Prophet of Xan does beckon you, Azoth Hawksong, to that we may converse on current affairs. While under my roof, you will be safeguarded against the yolk of Aerial. Hopefully, you can enlighten me, and my Lord, upon these grave accusations." 

 

The letter would be forwarded to Azoth by either courier or pigeon, post-haste, and prompt.

 

SIGNED,

 

The Prophet of Xan, Herun Athna

The Keeper of Xan, Leric Tresery

The Keeper of Xan, Vailoen Tresery

The Highlord, Izier Vincrute

Priestess of Xan, Ryder 

 

[Kvasir 1121]

Nazorean read the leaflet, his eyes scanning over all the subject. He shook his head almost all way through, chuckling to himself when he had finished. He folded up the leaflet, extending a finger and charring the paper and burning into a flame before saying to himself, ranting almost.

 

"This is what you all get for speaking to spooks, I told them all of this, nobody listens to me, and even the ascended themselves make their personal lives vunerable with the spooks. This is because of the spooks nature - even with their veiled emotion, and fake feelings, they still manipulate us. They take our most sensitive feelings, and abuse them. The Izkuthii should be trusted the least, but as the case with Fi' Mages, we keep them around because we think they are people. They are not people... Even two people I know very well, Azoth and Dael, I tried to tell them of this, even after finding out what the harlot was like... There is no sympathy from me. They need to understand that spooks will never be good to you. Never.

They try to say now, to go against an Izkuthii they should have been going against for ages now. They seem to not notice that the men who have to suck emotions for their own, are still taking emotions, and what that means for them. It's not a matter of people to keep these parasites alive, especially those who should be killing the spooks, not helping them."

[Ford 1996]

Veidan squints at the paper intensely. 

[arakrsptec 171]

Cyprian slaps his knee.

[idiot 502]

"Tut tut, Azoth." Hummed Ellie.

[Abyssus 487]

A man sat within his office deep in the north, holding the flier in hand, an idle sigh leaving him as he'd murmur

 

"More propaganda for the gutter, eh?"

 

He'd suddenly rise from his seat, his eyes growing incredibly large as the necromancer tossed the paper from his hand and exclaimed.

 

"An actual capable Ascended? This could be a problem."

 

He'd stand still a moment, letting out a few quiet snickers before continuing.

 

"Oh wait, he actually screwed the opposition."

 

He'd slap his knee beginning to walk away from his table, letting out more then a few hard laughs on the way.

 

"Yeah right."

 

[Blundermore 2741]

"After sticking up for him for several times when put under scrutiny by the Order and helping him pull through it I can only feel sad more than anything else as to what that all accomplished in the end..."

 

An old Wizard would say as he sits in a drafty study reading over the letter wondering what had happened to his friend Azoth.

 

"He never even said goodbye..."

[Demotheus 651]

7 hours ago, Blundermore said:

"After sticking up for him for several times when put under scrutiny by the Order and helping him pull through it I can only feel sad more than anything else as to what that all accomplished in the end..."

 

An old Wizard would say as he sits in a drafty study reading over the letter wondering what had happened to his friend Azoth.

 

"He never even said goodbye..."

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Lotha's lip quivered as she watched through a window as Blundermore was sad. She released a high, airy squeak, probably lost in the wind. "Blundermore should not be sad..."

 

The ancient fan girl runs away from the window, which she may or may not have had to scale a tower to reach in the first place, and goes to find gifts!