An Onyx promise to the Azulites

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

To the Azulites of the Trade City.

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For too long as too kind a hand been given to the Azulite, the heretic. Which would see the Mali’ker turn from Luara’s light. Lurking in the shadows of every corner of this realm. There is one place above all, that drives the Azulite. Dark magi. The so called trade city of Suctia. You’ll never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy.  

 

The ties of dark magic grow strong, fear creates resentment. Upon a day of Prayer, Azulites had fled the scene. In an attempt to escape the eyes of their Ancestors. Such an insult to the blood they willingly throw away. One such Azulite, who had spoken of coming to the light, never  acting upon such. The Ancestors have no time to wait for silly Mali’ker that dance around the Azulites. Giving promise to make them see a light, yet none is given. It is the soul purpose of the Mali’ker to fulfill the immortal will of the Ivory wolf. 

 

Some of you I know myself, I have given lessons. I thought I made it clear enough that the Mali’ker seeing Luara’s light is above all else. To the Azulites of the Trade City. I give you an elven week to repent before the ancestors and Luara. To give her the proper praise she deserves. If you are proud of your faith, why do you not share it my kin? Such is the tactic of Azulites.  

 

It is the will of Luara, her council, and the Ancestors that the taint cause by the Azulites. Temper was indeed raised, but as such is the devotion of the faithful, many of these Mali’ker having made promise to Luara herself in person. There comes a time when the will of Luara rises above all others. 

 

One elven week, to have a proper re-birth, to honor your ancestors and Luara. To let pity things as pride slide from your mind. It is the will of Luara to return to the eyes of the Mali’ker to her light. It is with the highest priority that the Azulite taint not be spread. Be you timid, selfishly wanting to throw your own life away. The Ashwood family of Suctia, and the ‘Wir that accompanied them are given an elven week to fully convert. To do so proper this time, as the first of your blood desires. 

 

One week, or the trade city will burn. And all mentions of you shall be burned from history in accordance to the will of Luara. 

 

 

 

[Phersades 1710]

Her eyes red, and her cheeks stained with angry tears.. Rhaella Ashwood’s jaw would tighten as she reread through the last two paragraphs a few times.. She would walk over to the desk and light the paper on fire.. going to throw it away as she mumbled “I stood by your side, and I followed Luara’s light.. Even turned my back on blood. This is how they repay me.. they threaten to spill my blood.. and take my son.” She would swallow the lump in her throat “We will see.”

[MeteorDragon 3441]

Xavis’s darkened laugh would emanates in his home as he counts on his fingers ”Breaking a lot of laws.. I’ll enjoy fining all of you” The elf would relax into his couch, rolling his stone eyes. ”The Ashwoods are my family, and anyone who hurts my family will pay in blood.”

[Aeus 2653]

4 hours ago, MeteorDragon said:

Xavis’s darkened laugh would emanates in his home as he counts on his fingers ”Breaking a lot of laws.. I’ll enjoy fining all of you” The elf would relax into his couch, rolling his stone eyes. ”The Ashwoods are my family, and anyone who hurts my family will pay in blood.”

“Fines will be met with raids” Says the king as he’s told about the Sutican criminal-for-guards

[Kiiwi 1440]

Leilatha sat at the large table within her clan home, reading over the letter with a smirk. “Let Luara’s light shine upon them all” The Laurir’ker said as she looked over to her daughter with a smile.

[Mavromino 514]

Osheim would receive a notice from the Trade Father and nod to himself, going about his day.

[Malaise 1570]

Nadal Ravexi readies himself to deliver salvation.