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To the good people of Farrador,

 

It is with a heavy heart that this missive is sent out today, for it is in the middle of an Inferi invasion that the Sohaer and other members of Haelun’ors council have seen fit to strike up a pact with those who wish to silence us and threaten the sanctity of our Firewatch alliance. The Azdrazi have found themselves threatening us within our own walls, marking our Ducem Corvus with their vile, twisted magic, and withholding information from the alliance in the name of personal gain.  

 

With the recent pact signed into action by the Silver council any known Azdrazi and member of the Silver Council of Haelun’or are hereby barred from entry into Farrador. Any guild members found allowing the aforementioned access to the Keep will face punishment via Court Martial. 

 

 

Kalius Tresery

Ducis Legis

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“It is a shame that these individuals of Farrador accuse us of withholding information.” Haskir drawls with a tilt of his head, ebon lips twisting into a frown. “It has been myself that fed the Firewatch Alliance all that they know. Disappointing.

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”They claim we are against the Firewatch Alliance-- yet did we not just use our weaponry to aid in the fight against the Inferi?”A draconic-woman inquires to the Azdrazi across the table from her before reaching in front of her and taking a sip of her wine. 

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The letter arrives to the entrance of the cave in which the dragonkin lay – his clawed-hand coiling around the hem of the parchment. His serpentine-gaze flickering upon the contents, a guttural hiss parting his charcoal-lips. “Like Farrador is of any use in the slightest to this alliance. They go in and feed the inferni more corpses.”

 

Upon the words of the draconic-man, the letter burnt asunder. “Should remain in the wildlands like the wild, caged animals they are..”, in response to the nephilim across the table.

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“So many things waking up. So many people. Perhaps I was wrong...“

 

A man falters for a moment, before continuing.

 

“Perhaps it is time that the Azdrazi and their kind burned.”

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“Shut the **** up you all talk too much.” Grumbles a very tired and bored Lily Mournstone.

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The ‘Aheral meanders over to the Dagre’sae balcony, his eyes peering from his house to gaze the screaming man!

 

“It’s literally night right now, why is he still ranting about Dragon-people?”

 

He’d then take his dog for a rather nice walk.

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Fent Biceps prepares to capture the citizens of both Farrador and Haelun’or to use in the fighting pits. 

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”While it is most unfortunate that Dragonkin have poised themselves against us, it’s certainly no bane to me that such ‘high elves’ have too been banished.” an ill man mused to himself upon hearing the news. He then goes to ponder how people can manage to argue across continents in such a way as above.

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“The Silver Council had no hand in this decision,” grumbles a redheaded elf upon catching word, a scowl affixed to his sharp features.

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"I don't like Haelun'or. But I do prefer them than shades. And banishing the dragon kin is a shame. They're our protectors and elders..." a figure mumbled out as she scanned the missive. 

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A seer slowly lights the end of her pipe, allowing the smoke to fill her lungs before puffing it out. Her gaze resting on a near by candle, watching the wax slowly melt away from the heat of the flame. “Grand fiery spirits do usher away the wax of the people. The third omen has yet again been officially been seen. Betrayal marks this land as if it is grass. Blood shall be spilled and our deaths will be not far behind.” Vritra leans forward before blowing out the candle, leaving the room in darkness. 

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My character, Dael the Great, ALSO says something about how someone did something a long time ago but no one can hear him say a snide remark to whichever group he was talking to because he was alone in his room.

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1 hour ago, MmMonkey said:

My character, Dael the Great, ALSO says something about how someone did something a long time ago but no one can hear him say a snide remark to whichever group he was talking to because he was alone in his room.

My character, Saevel the indefinite CRIMINAL, hears what Dael says from across the continent, and decides to further the argument.

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