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A Commandant’s Thoughts.

 

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Once again, do I find myself seated at a war council. Once again, do I hear Orenian aggressors march upon the gates of beloved allies. Once again, do the Haelunorian lap dogs bend to the will of their Valah slave masters. Once again, will I put the lives of my soldiers, as well as my own to ensure peace. The disgust I have for my cousin ‘aheral is insurmountable. How dare they break our treaty and slight their own words. And how dare they betray their kin for those Valah who will do away with them afterward. Who are these groups to demand heads from those they’ve not even so much as attempted diplomatic talks with? Disgusting. The warmongers have given us no choice. As to not break our word, as the ‘aheral have we shall honor our pact with the ‘ame of Irrinor and fight a war. Once again, do I find myself seated at a war council.



Signed, Aesilnoth Tundrak, Grand Marshal of the Ivae’fenn, Drakon Valkyr of Fenn, High Justiciar of Tahu’lareh.

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Eir’thall, upon reading a copy of the paper, slowly shakes his head and places it down. Let the blades of the mali’fenn and ‘ame strike just. Ay’elame.” 

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Miklaeil rubbed his face, just returned home from time spent upon the battlefield to his resting family, as he read over a parchment set upon his kitchen counter, “Clearly the ‘fenn have the superior growth of beets.”

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"I don't speak elf. It makes your brain rot. But I can read common! Good on them, for once. Maybe, when the war is over, we can comvince them to burn their fae rings." Hannibal thought.

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A well-intended kha of the Okarn’Ame of Irrinor squints at the paper. He puts on his brand new reading glasses.






”....Yuwp. Ajashuu steell cawn’t reayud.”

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Jude sat in his cabin, skin pale from being in the cold and slightly skinnier. He looked over the poster, then began laughing, “Ha ha ha. . .I can't read.”

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“Unless I’ve missed something: Irrinor declaring war on Haelun’or and our choice to defend-... is a transgression to our pact with Fenn? I suppose I won’t question their logic.”

 

A Haelun’orian councillor decided to himself, already fairly bored with the state of the war.

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3 hours ago, ABruhhMoment said:

Once again, do I hear Orenian aggressors march upon the gates of beloved allies. Once again, do the Haelunorian lap dogs bend to the will of their Valah slave masters. Once again, will I put the lives of my soldiers, as well as my own to ensure peace.

“You butchered our diplomat and now march on our allies gates... yet you paint yourself as victims... you are deluded.” said Boniface.

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2 hours ago, ABruhhMoment said:

A Snow Elven commander chuckles at such biased responses from the warmongers.

“Did-- who lied to this poor man?” Earnest wondered, looking over to the Okarir’hiylun.

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5 hours ago, ABruhhMoment said:

 

A Snow Elven commander chuckles at such biased responses from the warmongers.

 

Sulraell h-how naive c-can someone b-be..?” he paused chuckling ”Ow t-thats right.. a M-mali’fenn”

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“[ II ]:   Both nations commit to adhering to a strict mutual non-aggression pact, refusing any and all calls to war against one another.”

 

“It was with pride and faith that the ‘Ame rode out of their gatehouse, led by Avius Csarathaire, to run the dogs sent to their doorstep away. Their blades, guided by the Father and the Mother, tore their armor asunder and rend their flesh. A feeble show of force turned into a slaughter.”

 

“Diplomats doing diplomatic duties and being butchered for it is considered war-mongering? This Ivae’fenn has been misinformed, greatly. I fear. Matters little, however, they won’t back down. Not now, at least. Fetch my shield, #002. We’ve elcihi to defend.” Chuckled #066, rising from the seat in his office.

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