ronin_champloo 5951 Share Posted November 17, 2020 UNTIL NEXT TIME -=-=-[!] A tiding of magpies soaring over Helena. Soon thereafter, a collective of missives would flutter down to the roofs and streets like fallen snow- a cryptic message nestled within; Greetings and salutations, denizens of Helena. We’ve come to you with this message to bring attention to ourselves. As some of you may have noticed by now- we’ve taken quite the trip around your royal capital- the Novellen Palace; therefore, we come to you now to make our presence known. We are simply unenchanted by the challenges we’ve been faced up until now. We’ve spared you bits and pieces to pick up so that you can reconcile in what we have left you. -=-=- [!] An alarming sight, half of Peter III’s armor has been stolen. [!] The Crown of Arethor, failing to meet the moonlight. -=-=- Your history is naught but a test for us, becoming one with our own history. This is not a threat, nor a greeting, but rather a farewell. Should we meet again, we’ll be hoping that you’ll be providing a greater challenge. Until the fates should find our paths intertwining once more, - The Black Ring OOC NOTE: I'm posting this on behalf of the players who've stolen the items to stop potential metagaming! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LithiumSedai 5750 Share Posted November 17, 2020 An old man rubbed at his beard in confusion, having been mailed one of the missives by a goblin informant. "...Why would anyone take a caved-in helmet?" He made haste towards his basement, tossing aside the Sutican crown to seal away his collection of historical helmets that, luckily, nobody had ever stepped on - presumably reducing their value to would-be thieves. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MunaZaldrizoti 8037 Share Posted November 18, 2020 Elsewhere, a particular witch would twirl the Crown of Petrus betwixt her fingers. "It was my idea first...." She'd harrumph in exaggeration, with a wicked grin. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jentos 9425 Share Posted November 18, 2020 Gamling read the missive, disgruntled at the knowledge that more old relics would be kept buried and locked behind steel doors, never to see the light of day when their new owners would pry open the coffers in which they were kept, to glance down upon those sacred treasures, now stowed away to be lost to time. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DahStalker 3692 Share Posted November 19, 2020 The Imperial duster continues to dust the faux-relics - at least what remained - nodding. "We got 'em boys." She'd declare to none in particular. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RhythmrhymE 156 Share Posted November 19, 2020 [!] A Farfolk looks at the paper, chuckling a bit, before mumbling to himself "The name might need work, should have let the people name them. But at least they will get the point across to Oren, and whatever other nations they rob" the Farfolk would then put away the paper, walking off to look for others that might take interest in doing trade Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MRCHENN 4741 Share Posted November 20, 2020 George Galbraith would read the missive, frowning. "Jokes on you, half of them were just replicas!" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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