The First Judgement of Devirad

[Swgrclan 2682]

9th of The First Seed, 1635

 

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Two men march into the city of Mordhelm of the sovereign state of Devirad, unaccompanied by any form of guard or protective fellowship. Leading the two was the bearing the title of First Judge of Xion; Alduous of Thume, and at his flank followed Sataric, the second to be named Judge of the Godless Way. Atop the steps leading to the the theatre they came to stand, and from his belt Judge Alduous extracted a worn scroll. The pair stood in silence as they awaited a sum of the populace to gather.

 

 

Once a mass had gathered, the First Judge unfurled the scroll and cleared his throat; the sound harsh and metallic, with the voice that followed gripped with a grim, coarse tone. Alduous’ words pierced the air and reached across the city center, bidding all to hear:

 

“By the honor of the Old Lords, the Heralds of the Denominations, and with the authority invested in the Judges of Xion, the venerable Kingdom of Devirad is hereby charged with the following transgressions:

 

Kinglessness - the monarch’s absence, and thus the hierarchy’s unraveling,

 

Subversion - the unordained presence of individuals in office that are unfit for government of the people,

 

Disorder - the lack of a willing and secure protectorate force, occupied by the serpentine and the power-hungry,

 

Dishonor - as displayed by the “Magister” known as Selrik of House Wick and the falsely proclaimed Captain of the Xionist Organized Guard, who refused a duel with an ordained Royal Lordsguard upon his slandering of the King and his lack of commitment to Xionism,

 

Betrayal - as displayed by the imposter Selrik of House Wick for his attempted assassination of the Lordsguard, Ser Abdiel of Ipos,

 

Chaos - for the allowance of violence to occur in the streets unchecked and uncharged, putting the people at risk, and therein allowing the Old Dark to take hold,

 

Disunity - derived from Deviradaens placing bounties upon their very own countrymen,

 

Fractition  - derived from the obscure rivalry poised between covenants housed within Devirad, and covenants beyond Devirad that invade to support the subversive agents within it,

 

And Stagnation - for allowing the evils present in the Abyss to fester here without regard, or effort by the governing body to fix the breakdown of systemic rule.

 

The three Judges of Xion have strained to determine the most suitable option to take in regard to curing Devirad's ailments. We have surveyed every street, every building, every doctrine, every office; we have searched for the king in the city, in the mountains, in the fields and in the graves, to no avail; we have taken witness to the illness that has taken hold here. It piles up behind this kingdom's walls like a tumor, sapping all life and bodily integrity from this great nation. And like all sicknesses, it is in fire that a cure is gained."

 

Alduous falls silent for a moment as he rolled the parchment back up before taking hold of it with both hands. They shook stiffly as seconds came to pass, before he simply tore the document in two, and then cast it into the crowd that gathered. His voice boomed from his helmet in a terrible expression of fury, his right hand lifting to curl into a plated fist as his tone ripped across the innards of the city for all to hear:

 

"It is not by the hand of our enemies that has led to this downfall, by the ones charged with instilling order and prosperity in this Godless nation! It was not Godslaves and morally-posturing puppets that had brought Devirad to the brink of ruination, but MEN! Agents of the Old Dark have wound up into this lightless realm like serpents, seeking to spread their poison to all they touch! And only now do the slaves of Aengudaemons and long-gone Creators come to snap at our heels, knowing they could only strike when weakness and debauchery has inflicted our ken!

ENOUGH!" The First Judge bellows jarringly, "Judgement has come for Devirad, and it dictates that all must be cleansed by FIRE! Every snake wound into its bleak corners, every traitor, every careless fool, every agent of the Old Dark will meet their end as primordial flame falls upon their heads and singes their flesh until it is dust, and grinds their bones into fragments! The Canonists of the Anathema may come, but all they will find is smoldering ashes and the steel of those who cast it upon this city! The Aengulites may come, but they shall be struck down with a fury never before seen with a might so terrible that echoes of anguish will scream forward into future generations of their ill-minded kind, and drive them into madness!"

 

Both of his hands lifted, as though to regard both the crowd standing before the Judges and the crumbling cityscape itself.

 

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"A Temple of Xion will rise here to last the ages, with the Heralds of the Primeval Way to be granted the seat they deserved, but never given, in the failed state we stand within! The Judges will stand guard upon its walls until the end of days, and they will not subside in their duty until the last Aengudaemonic slave has been reduced to soot and dust! Integrity will be restored, coveted by the Temple of Xion, and should our chance to achieve greatness upon this earth be stricken by those we know as the eternal enemy, then we will fall upon this broken world with such TERRIBLE CONVICTION that the Abyss itself will rise up and seek to consume the very sky!"

 

With a heavy exhalation, the First Judge lowered his hands, speaking further in conclusion of the announcement.

 

"We do not fear Gods. We do not fear Churches. We do not fear serpents. We fear the Old Dark.

And we are by the fire forsaken."

 

[dard 756]

"We are by the fire forsaken," the Second Judge recites in turn in his hollow, armored voice. 

[Slayy 816]

Within the crowd, a high elven lady would be covered with a hood, having her face curtained from straying eyes. She would hear the words before departing. "Fear the old dark they say."

[JEEGK 1367]

The Pallid high elven figure craned his head to the side before shaking his cranium an unspecified amount, "This has become too much for me." he grumbled, searching out a few recognized figures and heading out the front gate in their presence.

[drfate786 1690]

Alifer Amice stills wonders what the old dark is and why Xionists fear it. "Is the old dark Iblees or something? I don't get it.. You sound like idiots to me."

[HurferDurfer1 2978]

"My bad." says Coltaine Wick of House wick of the family wick of the clan wick of the lineage of wick of the line of wick of the ancestry of wick , descended of the great wick, creator of the wicks, slayer of many many many red priests like the super scary and very terrifying alifer amice who was very scary incase you didnt know.

[_Sug 2809]

"We are the old dark." An Undead of Yore would state as he sat within his manor.

[drfate786 1690]

3 hours ago, HurferDurfer1 said:

"My bad." says Coltaine Wick of House wick of the family wick of the clan wick of the lineage of wick of the line of wick of the ancestry of wick , descended of the great wick, creator of the wicks, slayer of many many many red priests like the super scary and very terrifying alifer amice who was very scary incase you didnt know.

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Alifer was never killed by Coltaine and had been used as a pawn in the past, he would do well to remember such.. 

[Holyland 3650]

"Hmmn." proclaimed a towering Mali, sat within a manor, playing tunes upon a piano whilst sipping a freshly brewed tea.

[HedgeHug 2049]

"We are by the fire forsaken" Comments the Third Judge of Xion, Amar of Strife. Late to the party.

[Archbishop 1784]

8 hours ago, drfate786 said:

 

Alifer was never killed by Coltaine and had been used as a pawn in the past, he would do well to remember such.. 

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But Felix did.

[Ixli 1472]

The green-robed elf once more pulls out his puppet, twisting one of it's arms between his fingers,"We fear the Old Dark. We are by the fire forsaken."

[GDPR 014 48]

Overlooking the city was a dark plated figure in a redshroud. Pointing at it to his followers, the death knight would rasp. "It is time we weed out the corruption in the city. Grab the men, we're burying it." @The World 

[Banard 116]

@The Fire Mind

 

The other red-vowen knight briskly nods in confirmation, starting to wire hemp into varying nooses.

[overlord2305 202]

*Lynn starts wondering if she could stuff one of the frost witches residing within the city*