An Apology

[JustMeMorgan 2065]

*A knowledgeable Morgan looks at the poster and wonders*

"They've only put up this poster after Mordring has ******* left, they probably had a ghoul manage to get in so they're overreacting"

[Gone 869]

Magara lifts her head up with a groan as one of the posters slips inside her open window. Before she can grab it smaller hands lift the paper carefully from the floor and the curious eyes of a child look it over. Vyana reads the apology aloud, only stumbling on a few of the larger words and having to take time to sound them out, before sliding the poster onto the desk where Magara had been examining an old tome once again. "Ma, what does all that mean?" 

 

"Adults are silly is what it means. Those people allowed one of their own to cause trouble for quite some time. Some others got hurt... They found one being they couldn't cure and thus condemn everything now instead of realizing that her kind cannot be 'fixed'. Reminds me of little ones throwing a tantrum. Oh we couldn't help one so might as well not help anyone anymore!" The woman pushes her chair back and stands up from her desk. Her arms stretching out with the stiffness of one who hasn't moved in a while before she lifts the little girl up and walk towards their kitchen with her. "But this is nothing you need to worry over. Lets go get a snack, you did very good with those big words." 

[SpodoKaiba 612]

"Everyone deserves mercy." Grumbled a passing irrelevant elf.

[OzYmandi 647]

Aekaeleon, a graven, crackles "I will still have fun slaying them."

[Farryn 860]

"Better late than never. May have taken them a while but at least they apologised regardless... and now that is over with, we can finally begin working on the larger areas," Elvira mutters with a mug of Mocha in hand.

[Tsuyose 3285]

The Prophet of Xan, Herun Athna, ponders whether it is or isn't too late for the Ascended to redeem their misdeeds. 

[Kalehart 1096]

*Left arm swinging limply at his side, the robed form of Benjamin leans forwards to scan over the parchment's contents. A throaty laugh escapes him as he leans back, head shaking. At least, he thought, this left him with no doubt of the choices he had made.*

[ScreamingDingo 20568]

"A marvel to know that Godsmen will change their gods principles on the basis of public opinion. It's a bit o' a fuckin' predicament when those are even so weak to not exert the will of their order."  The grizzled man remarks, shrugging as he tosses the paper to his side.

 

"Men seem tah overpower even tah will o' gods now."

[Killmatronix 103]

"I guess investigation is no longer needed," John'd comment, a sad smile on his face. He'd clear his eyes, the tired expression that decorated his face for the past months now even more evident. "So, Ian was right," he'd utter, letting out a hearty laughter after a few moments.