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Decree of Banishment, 1794


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Decree of Banishment

Seed. 5th of the Amber Cold, 1794

 


 

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= Overview =

 

Under executive moderation and investigation, to chastise the Princedom of Elvenesse and the Glade of Siramenor, the High Robes of Fefoon and unswerving servants of Azdromoth use their granted power to hereby banish all unwilling parties from the roads of Arcas:

 

  • Princedom of Elvenesse
  • Glade of Siramenor

 

Those found to infringe on this substantiated ruling are to submit themselves to the courts of the Great Titan, to be judged by the Inquisitor Eternal. Refusal to our espoused magistrate will lead to merciless, yet vindicate death on accounts of their crimes against mortalkind. However, sufficient display of willing surrender will be accepted, and be taken as captive for extended investigation.

 


 

= Rationale =

 

 - The spread of libel wherein the kith of Azdromoth were declared as spawns of the Archdaemon Iblees. To this, many disillusioned nations drove those of draconic blood out of their lands and hoisted unfound and unjustified aggression. In doing so, those of nephilim were prodded out of plans to help battle the inferi, and sanctioned for supporting mortalkind. This is a crime which brought utmost humiliation, even forcing the hands of the Inquisitor Eternal to defeat those of the Elvenesse five consecutive times, all outmatched.

- Blighting the soils of Arcas and our network of roads with their presence. Through expenditure on advanced research, traces of an unknown disease were found on those of the Elvenesse specifically. This disease has been labelled as ‘Anti-braintoxifinication’. Wherein, the denizens of the Crown Elvenesse lose their mind upon leaving their lands and speaking to one who is not of their profound nation. To quarantine this disease, the denizens of Siramenor and Aegrethond are hereby restricted to roam the roads or enter any nation not their own.

 

 


 

Signed,

 

 

His Royal Majesty, Eluitholnear of Laraethryn, King Emperor of the Fire Lands.

His Royal Majesty, Thrictonoparic of Bren, Volcano-Prince of Ashy Stuff

 

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The Prince of Vilachia agrees in fully. “This is why they hide in their nation. They have a disease!”

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The Wandering Flames Adventure Guild and all its outside members Agree.

 

-Ban Estrosa, Guildmaster of the Wandering Flames Adventure Guild,

 

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Aghuid Ireheart continues to run around the forests of Aegrothond, with his little Dwedki Kolmuth Ireheart. Together hunting foxes and rabbits, and bringing them home to Urguan, feeding the whole clan of Irehearts from the game around Aegrothond. Aghuid clearly was at peace with himself, he loved feeling the wind in his face as he sprinted through the branches, playing a game of tag with his little dwedki.

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High Lord Uldraek Goldhand would read over the missive, slowly nodding as his eyes would peer through the lines written by the Emperor of the Firelands. The dwarf would finally set the missive aside, leaning over at the fireplace, thinking about something.

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A follower of the Great Titan - one who venerated the mighty Archdrakaar - prepared to rid said scum from the roads, be it on this continent, or any other continent. “If they don’t come out of their nation, we will come to them instead!” She yelled.

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Andria Ithelanen chuckles upon reading the decree. "Thankfully, we're now safe from the plague, maln." @Alfomos

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Thorgrim Ireheart put a mask over his face after hearing of this terrible new disease. "Ets neither safe, nor fair for them to clog up our air with this new disease. Weh shall bring tha' cure to em soon."

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Kolmuth Ireheart laughed as he sprinted about the mountains and gentle hills. A grin wide spread on his face. Using his new-found skill of archery to his advantage whilst both him and, his father figure, Aghuid were hunting the fiery red foxes and other animals that they could cook or skin for the clan. 

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Merrak Ireheart, would look over the decree with a toothy grin as he would move and grab the dried elven head from his desk "Oi've been fairleh lazeh dese past events eh, may'aps tis toime oi add teh moi collection eh" he says with a nod towards the head within his grasp.

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Bakir smiles as he enjoys a drink from the Urguan tavern “I’m still waiting till the elves come out and fight. At least have the decency  of meeting each other on the battlefield! But alas, The Elves of Siramenore and Aegrathond hide behind their walls and protect the one who dishonorably slain my brother. Kjellos will guide our blades.”

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"They might as well try to chain the wind." Avius remarks, unconcerned.

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"Huh." Remarks a Kha somewhere.

"Huh." Remarks an Elf somewhere.

"Huh." Remarks an Epiphyte somewhere

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As he finished and arrived to the conclusion of the missive, Draakopf would begin to arrange another patrol around the Elvenesse, in case any tried to run instead of adhere to the terms.

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