A Public Warning: Demonic Eidolons

[Ducklingator 795]

[!] Missives are strewn about Arcas, the large and bold inscriptions upon them showing great urgency. None of them are signed, and their writer is not known.

 

On Demonic Eidolons

A creation most evil and wrong, these warped monstrosities have walked among us for far too long. Their souls are naught but a perverted attempt to mimic those of a true, pure descendant, their minds an amalgamation; what was once good and right now twisted into a vessel for demonkind to possess and abuse. The Eidolons are people who’ve given up any semblance of humanity in order to gain more power, no matter the cost. They are able to weave dark energies into weapons of destructions, and though they often choose to hide these abilities in order to retain their secrecy, they’ll not hesitate for a second if and when they are threatened. Furthermore, those who have been corrupted are capable of twisting others, to a certain degree. Regular people who linger around them will often be wholly unaware of their true nature; despite this, we must dispose of this dire threat.

 

Identifying The Eidolons

Distinguishing these warped, unholy beings from any other descendant is a difficult task, but not impossible. They bear a subtle, bloodied mark on the back of their head, often obscured by hair and robes, through which the horrors of the lower planes traverse at will. For this reason, the best way to identify The Eidolons is by making note of their outlandish behavior; though it often isn’t obvious at a glance, these people seek to sew seeds of chaos in the world, inciting discord and panic whereever they can. When they do choose to use their Iblees-given powers, one senses a faint aura of anxiety, fear and wrath emanating from their very being. The abilities that these twisted creatures possess have yet to be defined, but those who’ve witnessed these horrifying displays of impurity and lived to tell the tale speak of hellfire, life-sapping energies and frightening, demonic spawns.

 

Fighting The Eidolons

Battling these demented paragons of hell is a gruelling feat, one which no man can perform on his own. They strike viciously, and the terrors they unleash instill fear in the hearts of the bravest men. One must take the necessary precautions when preparing to handle and dispose of one of The Eidolons.

-A weapon lined with plated with aurum is particularly effective against these beings, as it suppresses the demonic presence within them.

-A circlet of silver around one’s head protects them from The Eidolons’s influence, allowing for a clear-minded insight to assist one in identifying these beings.

-A necklace composed of golden beads protects the heart from demon-induced fright, allowing one to steel their resolve whilst battling The Eidolons.

 

Known Eidolons

-Dargo, a Kharajyr clad in purple robes. Recently banished from Sutica.

 

-Sulraell Visaj, current Sohaer of the Silver State of Haelun’or.

 

-Finnick Trafina, a High Elf donning dark clothes. Often seen around Sutica.

[LithiumSedai 5750]

[!] Wherever such a missive appeared, a poorly-printed note followed, tacked upon its side in hasty, skewed manner.

 

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Dear Sir/Madam:
 

I have been requested by the Orenian National Aurum Company to contact you for assistance in resolving a matter. The Orenian National Aurum Company has recently concluded a large number of contracts for aurum mining in the Kaedrin region. The contracts have immediately produced minas equaling £40,000,000 Imperial Marks. The Orenian National Aurum Company is desirous of aurum mining in other parts of the world, however, because of certain regulations of the Orenian House of Commons, it is unable to move these minas to another region.
 

You assistance is requested as a non-Orenian citizen to assist the Orenian National Aurum Company, and also the Central Bank of Oren, in moving these minas out of Oren. If the minas can be transferred to your name, in your Sutican account, then you can forward the minas as directed by the Orenian National Aurum Company. In exchange for your accommodating services, the Orenian National Aurum Company would agree to allow you to retain 10%, or £4 million of this amount.
 

However, to be a legitimate transferee of these minas according to Orenian law, you must presently be a depositor of at least £100,000 in a Orenian bank which is regulated by the Central Bank of Oren.
 

If it will be possible for you to assist us, we would be most grateful. We suggest that you meet with us in person in Helena, and that during your visit I introduce you to the representatives of the Orenian National Aurum Company, as well as with certain officials of the Central Bank of Oren.
 

Please bird me at your earliest convenience at 2 Nauzica Square. Time is of the essence in this matter; very quickly the Orenian House of Commons will realize that the Central Bank is maintaining this amount on deposit, and attempt to levy certain depository taxes on it.
 

Yours truly,

Prince Peter Joseph Helane-Novellen

 

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[SpodoKaiba 612]

“scariest **** ive ever read. we should genocide them all immediately without any concern for legitimacy or proof” says a frightened citizen 

[Sorcerio 4712]

A woman faints from fright!

[pkdon 2027]

“Haha! Sulraell go demonic.” Commented da’ve, wiping his face with the missive for he had no napkins at hand.

[ImCookiie 1950]

”Ha! I want to be a demented paragon, also!” A Maehr’tehral commented in audacious tone to the Silver State, sarcastic utterance aimed at no being in particular. Few sporadic motions tore the  parchment into various pieces, a clenched fist ascending to the abysmal night-sky — maddened umbrage in the actions of the elf. ”I am never picked!”

[Vermy 1484]

Spoiler

 

 

Sulraell lofted a lonely brow, a blonde patch of hair medially shifted as an impressive frown climbed atop his slender face. His elongated digits of fingers dance upon the missive as his homo-lateral brothers scratch at the back of his unmarked neck.

 

“Aw... come on... again?”

 

The ‘chaotic’ ‘thill mumbles to himself, just having signed a Non aggression-pact 

 

”I s-suppose I have t-to work on my charms, the ‘deadly’ demon I am...”