Conviction

[BenevolentManacles 2232]

Conviction

 

 

From left to right, Adrian de Sarkozic, Leonard de Ruyter, and John de Balain, planning the defense of Orenia, circa 1775

 

 

My friend, Mars, is dead. Sent, alone with sword in sheathe, to the elves of Irrinor to speak on matters of diplomacy in good faith. In fear, the elves betrayed the goodness in their own hearts, and cut short the life of an Imperial diplomat, and a good man loved by his family and friends. Yet I do not hate them, nor blame them for their own iniquity. For how can we be the deliverers of justice and judgement when clouded by a bloody rage of vindication?

 

To my brothers and sisters humanity, as we grieve together in the wake of this heinous crime, we must remain steadfast and true to our purpose. Some among us will be too enraged to contain themselves, or remain calm. Some among us will call to eradicate the elven offenders to the last man, woman and child. We of the Imperium are an instrument; a machine meant to protect humanity and propagate its’ prosperity. The vile spitting of petty insults is beneath us. The pursuance of genocide is a cruel overreaction to this misbehavior. Instead, we will teach the meaning of justice to the mali’ame government, as a wise man should to the silly child with poor manners.

 

To the nations that would throw their aid to the mali’ame who murdered my friend, I ask you this: Why do you fight? If you sent an ambassador to us and we killed him in cold blood, how would you respond? You have found yourself alongside a people whom performed and condoned the murder of my peaceful friend. You will rue this day, not by virtue of selfish, childish revenge, but rather our conviction to protect our people, and ensure that justice is done.

 

To the elves of Irr’inor, you have but one option. Surrender the group that killed my friend, so that we may deliver the justice GOD delivers upon those who murder peaceful men in cold blood, as you are so clearly are incapable of doing.

 

We fear no war. Only GOD. Continue your senseless march, refuse our demands, and we will teach you to fear both.

 

 

His Excellency, Ser John de Balain, Baron of Selm, Vice Chancellor of the Holy Orenian Empire

 

 

 

[Icarnus 1669]

”We’ve our work cut out for us, that much is clear.” Adrian exclaimed whilst pondering over Marcus’s murder

[Guest]

Chancellor Carrow of Morsgrad looked away from the missive on his table and appeared irritated. 

 

“The Vice-Chancellor’s sentiments are misplaced. Mars, butchered in cold blood, will be avenged. These elves will never relinquish the men who did the deed, and this missive was foolhardy. It gains us nothing and besmirches the men who died there that fateful day.” 

 

 

[monkeypoacher 8055]

“A noble effort, perhaps! But looking upon the ranks of the enemy and seeing only bandits and brigands and coalitionists of all kinds, one can only think that war was inevitable.”

[Ixli 1472]

27 minutes ago, Draeris said:

"A genocide would be a suitable remedy to the elven question." Bohemond would ponder "A solution that is final, for the sake of our diplomatic apparatus".

 

Silir Uradir squints.