oren hostage crisis!!!

[D3F4LT 1026]

Elronian would cry on the road before hearing a voice” Why are you crying little one?”The stranger would say towards Elronian.

 

Elronian would look up and ask the stranger for his name. The stranger would answer with ‘Fyrrathul’. Elronian would look to him wiping of his tears and would start his story about how his father abused him alongside his sister and how he lost both of them in Helena due lack of negotiation, skill and planning. ”It started when our dad dragged us to helena to suffice himself with ‘milk’... while we had to do his local selling he tried to lift up a kiddo that in return stabbed him in his neck. both me and my sister were shocked when our dad got mad and started ranting bad words and stuff towards the city in good wil my sister Veronica asked a guard to ask our father to stop yelling instead he used his anger towards me and my sister by beating us up and dragging us in direction of the exit of the city. Only to be interrupted by the guard...”He’d say as he would rub his forehead as he still is dizzy from his experience today and heavy loss. ”more guards came.... and my father used me as a tool and tossed me to the guards to stop them from capturing him.... as i was cought by one of the guards i felt dizzy and passed out which made it hard for me to remember some events, but now and then i did hear screams and yells alongside the guards asking my father to release my sister.... later i woke up in the hospital surounded by fair maidens that helped me not join my dead family....”he’d say trying not to cry before Fyrrathul ”evantually i learned that the guards killed my sister as they tried to ‘negotiate’ with my father and it only resulted in me being the last member of my family....” he’d say with a sniff. ”the Orenians couldnt save a hostage without proper negotiation or approach and failed to save my dear sister which was the last good that was within my family... i thought the Orenians were protectors of the realm, but i am mistaken! they shot my sister in the head from what i heard!” He’d say as he would throw a rock against a bush. 

 

Fyrrathul would kneel before the boy and pat him promising him that justice will be served for those that died in the hands of Oren.

 

 

”aslong as Oren remains, the realms of Arcas will never be safe from their powerhungry rulers! We must do something to prevent this to happen ever again! How many other innocents will be killed because Oren couldnt handle the situation in restraining one single person that held its own child infront of them without any solid plan!”

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[Shezept 304]

Allium sets a timer “Lets see”

[D3F4LT 1026]

1 minute ago, frill said:

interesting interesting says fyrr as he listens to the man, nodding his head also

 

edit:

 

“a child you say!!” he asks shocked 

"Yes my sister!"

[Ardory 2978]

Vergil Goldhand, outraged by the news of the Oren’s savagery slams the table at the temple library. “I never t’ought the rumors to be true, but Oren does appear to kill c’ildren! W’o knows w’at the child is doing now, all alone without ‘is sister. May the Brathmordakin watch their path.”

[frill 2277]

“Some day I too will be skilled enough to be unable to kidnap a child and then shoot them in the head.” says Fyrr to his other hangmen after some thought.

[Askuzai 505]

Chadmyr wondered where the original letter had gone as his tent wasnt too large. Skygods must have sent a gust of wind to have it land under some rug somewhere. Either way, he labeled it as Orenian trickery. When word had spread of the childs story he had the same response even if he hadnt the paper prior. “Have we scared them on the field so much that they will attack anything moving for fear it might hurt them? Cowards, Cravens, and Murderers the lot of them.” he said from his warfront tent to the other men around him – Only serving to spread word of the child’s killing further.

[rukio 8924]

Yung Merc simply signs the Lorraine and prepares for the battles ahead. 

[North 995]

Desmond frowns at the grim thought of guard brutality.

[AstriaS 4988]

Sylvia Camian blinked in mild confusion as she heard the same news again. Déjà vu, perhaps? Either way she sighed in disappointment and reiterated, “Nothing changes in Oren.”