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[Archived]A Letter to the Descendants


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"My daughter has grown to be kind and wise. If fools would mistake such attributes for weakness, then that is their loss."

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"If the aim of the Ascended is to protect mortals than I see nothing wrong with one holding a political position. After all, if they must protect mortals they'll less eager to encourage war with other nations and more willing to protect their own citizens. Sounds like a good combination to me... And you cannot fault one for not wanting to sacrifice their own mate. I too would choose my brother to die over my husband any day, as many would I'm sure. Though it is also rather deceitful that when mortals called for a man to be disconnected for his actions the Order simply went behind the backs of those same mortals and quietly reconnected him afterwards." 

 

Cheza lays the letter down upon the box she's using as a table in her new home. The Izkuthii having to take a moment of silence to think before admitting "I think that paper made me somewhat admire Belestram, what the Nether."

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1 hour ago, Mordu said:

A mana-eating man screeches at the top of his lungs as catches word of more bickering between the Ascended, but he honestly can't tell what's worse; Ascended, or Dominionite Ascended. "Why not just disconnect everyone?!" The 'Aheral bellows, now running to Norland.

"Wow, this guy's finally figured it out," says an awed Constantine.

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"Nobody cares about what the ascended say. You are nothing."

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"Hm," A youthful mali hummed as he read the document, nodding to himself, though he seemed somewhat hesitant to agree with his kin, "She's done a good job," he commented somewhat grudgingly, "However. . . This evokes far too much emotion. The situation at hand is one that must be settled with logic alone."

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"Didn't the Ascended literally release Gazardiel despite multiple warnings not to mess with the portals and gates, they did so anyway." says Felix Fitch.

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"The ascended are clowns , bumbling from one disaster to the next, for such a wise and sagely order you would think they would understand that no one ******* wants them around." says way cooler immortAl who is much better then mortal sum filth lesser beings, Coltaine Wick

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"Concerns of Aerial should never extend beyond the patrons followers." Grumbles an Archdruid as he toiled away at his writings. "I pray this matter reaches an adequate resolution for both parties so I might not ever fret over it again."

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A greyed sage read over the notice, speaking softly to those around him "We gave the man his chance back in Axios after he was claimed a 'Frost witch fucker' and we protected him from the order atop that rock. Many seem to have a point that protecting mortals means running a nation is okay, but in turn you are just harming different mortals in such a same way. To bring harm upon other mortals is nae what we are to do, but instead to protect the mortals from the dark, not each other. Not to say that the Ascended haven't messed up before. Such is true, as has every order and person about. We move place to place because we simply cannot follow a place that is turning into a **** hole and that has no official government, and has Kary leading it, that should say enough, even when he threatened his own friend, good friend Aerith, with a disconnection, just because he thought that Aerith was talking to someone else!" the sage chuckled a few times "Tis just whatever that fool wishes? "He continues" Even a lone man such as myself cannot do much, but yet i offer an apology to those we've wronged before, but this simply cannot stand for much longer, The end of Belestram will occur, possibly not now, or later, but remember, we are all eternal, and so could this conflict be" With that remark the sage put the post back up on whatever board he got it from, walking off with a simple shrug and a light frown.

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Charlotte's nose wrinkles at reading over the saga of an ascended's romance with one of her sisters. It used to make her angry even considering it. She used to hate the ascended all for their constant insults. However, rapidly approaching her seventh century, the woman is losing her attention to caring about such orders. Hell, she doesn't even know what crown the humans are fighting over these days either. She doesn't even know where the halflings are. She figures she should learn, they're easy meals. Though they cry a lot more than the other races and they remind her of children. Easy to hunt but difficult to consume. Charlotte feels like the many mothers before her that have walked away from society, despondent, nihilistic, and aloof. What she just read was all true, and she knew it, but it was no different than some fiction. Entertaining to read but completely unimportant. To her at least. She crumples up the paper and tosses it into the fire place. There is nothing burning in there obviously, but the gesture still feels nice. 

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Magnus stumples across the poster sighing  "Why can't he just... disconnect, it would have been better if he did that." He would say with a frown forming on his face before saying "This discord and chaos will only get worse, and drive normal people to do stupid things, like before in history..." takes out a small notebook and writes a few key words down from the poster, before turning to see the people in the busy city streets "The fools Becker and fight over bread crumbs, Victoria sorry the Order is falling apart at the seems," he says to himself before pulling his hood up and walking away from the city "Aeriel forgive him."

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A rusted and twisted suit of armor leans over a fallen Dominion soldier stating in a metallic tone as the elf sobs;

 

"Can you hear them cry?"

 

The crying stopped.

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"But Prince Belestram is a descendant of Sylvaen the Great, firstborn son of Malin. He can do no wrong!" comments a tattooed Naelurir from the bowels of the Dominion's grotto.

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Ainsley Fisher proudly reads this aloud, sounding out each syllable. "Wow!" She says to herself at the end. "I really don't give a single ****! Not about elves, or Ascendants, or this harlot's life story!"

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