WEEDING OUT THE WEAK

[Wyrvun 1808]

THE FLOWER BANDIT begins to laugh wildly upon the news of the Ireheart killed just outside of Siramenor, promptly followed by the news of this. . . Missive. The insane mans laughter soon lets up though: ”Man. I am so proud of my children.” he wipes a tear away from his left eye, under his hood ”High time for another war as well! That’ll be fun I think. What do you think?” he questions his garden of flowers, carefully listening for all of about 40 seconds ”Indeed! Let us start in 2 days, 4 hours, 51 minutes, and 30 seconds exactly! Elven time of course.”

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The Orc would chuckle as he rips the flesh off of the dead Ireheart before him, “Tazty! Gazigazh iz Proud! Two dead onez in the zame city!!”

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Krothuul’Ram would wipe blood of Wilhelm Ireheart off of his axe as he chuckled out “Cannub belieb diz zkaher went to Aegrothond and tried tu flat all dah elvskis. Mi even peeped ah note.”

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2 minutes ago, SimpOOCly said:

THE FLOWER BANDIT begins to laugh wildly upon the news of the Ireheart killed just outside of Siramenor, promptly followed by the news of this. . . Missive. The insane mans laughter soon lets up though: ”Man. I am so proud of my children.” he wipes a tear away from his left eye, under his hood ”High time for another war as well! That’ll be fun I think. What do you think?” he questions his garden of flowers, carefully listening for all of about 40 seconds ”Indeed! Let us start in 2 days, 4 hours, 51 minutes, and 30 seconds exactly! Elven time of course.”

THE UNICORN KNIGHT stood by his side patiently, wary and fearful of getting a stale baguette to the helm once more. “So be it, sire, Let us rally tae flowies!” She told, clenching a fist before bringing it down over her heart, proud to be in the gang, wanting nothing more than to tag.

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Kaaene continued to hammer the beard of Urist Ireheart onto the wall of the seed hall, setting up the constant reminder to the Ilathdyn of the nuisance the Irehearts have made themselves in Arcas. The white lies the dwarves had spread caused the Mali’Ame to show no remorse to the death of the dwed, experiencing firsthand his demise at the trident of Laetranis. His head turned as he looked over to another member of the Ilathdyn, Eldrin Rhys, opening his mouth to speak softly ”The Irehearts attempt to spread propaganda of the events that took place.” The Mali’ trailed over to the fellow Ilathdyn, looking at Eldrin who read the same declaration of war he had read elven hours before. ”They claim we antagonized the Ireheart within our village, as we treated him with nothing but hospitality. It was his kin who decided to threaten Xodorin, which prompted me to draw my blade on him to ask Urist to depart from our forest.” Though Eldrin was also at the events which took place, Kaaene never explained the thought process that went through the aggressive commands for the Ireheart to depart from the village.

The Mali’ strolled back to the wall which the beard was pinned too, staring at it intently. His lips started to move as he murmured to himself, declaring the Irehearts to be punished for the years of deceit and torment they have faced from the dreaded clan. 

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A Mali’fenn tactically rolls on the floor laughing very hard at the news which falls upon ear “Nice”

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“Idiots.” A Mali’fenn veteran merely remarked.