Ryloth 4314 Popular Post Share Posted May 15, 2021 SUTICA: A GHOST TOWN OPERATION: SUTICAN STORM Issued on 12th of The First Seed, Y24 of the Second Age Spoiler Kha'rasi Oasis sunrays beamed in hot golden light upon the black and bronze of two combined armies, Haelun'orian and Elvenessi. Clouds of dust washed the once-untarnished blue horizon of Sutica's capital region in the wake of 'thill and 'ame on the march, and before one could blink would they find the conjoined armies sweeping the city. The gates were captured, the city square and marketplace made pure. The army of the Free-no-longer State of Sutica watched in horror ... but not behind shield, not with blade in-hand -- for they hid within their homes, cowering at the sight of mighty Haelun'orian steel and glistening Elvenessi bronze! The city bells rang and rang at the hand of a troubled citizen, but no-one answered. Cowards, they are! Craven to their Sovereign State! What is free when one can not maintain law and order? Soldiers marched the empty streets of Sutica, searching for men to fight -- begging for soldiers to fight. Where art thou, craven dogs? Pigeon-hearted fiends and dastardly impure creatures, you flee to your sewer-holes and hide behind the grates of storm drains, and we raise the flag of Haelun'or atop your very walls! So much for the renowned city of trade. Spoiler A proud Sillumir corporal and battlemage stands guard on an empty street corner, Y24 SA. An Elvenessi warrior rushes through the streets, eager to find enemy combatants -- though none to be found, Y24 SA. An artist's illustration of the Sutican marketplace, devoid of life, Y24 SA. Know this now that we will not let up. Your cowering with tail tucked between your legs will not bore us into submission. We will not relent. We will not stop. Not until the reparations for the snake-like tendencies of the Sutican, to sow dissent between the Elven races and destroy the coalition of Dwarves and Elves upon the Southern seaboard, have been rendered. The Trade State of Sutica has 1 year’s worth of time, from this date onward to pay the demands sought after by the Silver Council of Haelun'or and the government of the Silver State of Haelun'or, or more grievous actions shall be taken. The following demands will be met: 2500 mina to the Haelun'orian Treasury. 1500 mina to the Elvenessi as compensation for making empty threats. 640 units of ferrum ingots to the Haelun'orian Sillumiran. The Trade State of Sutica will issue a formal apology to the Elvenessi Crown. 10 full suits of ferrum chainmail armor, 10 ferrum longswords, 5 maple shortbows, and 320 units of arrows. A small force of skirmishers pose for a portrait painstakingly painted in the marketplace of Sutica, Y24 SA. SIGNED IN ACCORDANCE WITH: Commander Kiljarys an Iarwaïn Okarir’sil of Elheial’thilln Captain Zelios Viradiraar Okarir’nor of Elheial’thilln First Sergeant Malithor Nullivari Okarir’san of Elheial’thilln Corporal Valindra Liavyre Okarir’maehr of Elheial’thilln Ayliana an Iarwaïn Okarir’mali of Elheial’thilln Kolvar Uradir Medi’ir Spoiler 48 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Media Wizard 2954 Share Posted May 15, 2021 Lord Commander Amaesil Vuln'miruel stood alone in the empty streets of the Sutican capital. He watched the combined forces of Silver and Bronze march through the streets in their attempt to find someone — anyone. The Lord Commander was relieved, in truth. He strolled through the vacant streets with a hand rested on the pommel of his elven longsword. Every so often he would catch a glimpse of terrified eyes looking out from behind curtains in the locked and boarded homes. He had no interest in harming the innocent; none in the ranks of the United Elven Army did. He continued down the pathway before arriving at a large, empty garden. The elven warrior lowered down to a seat on a bench that overlooked the small pond. It was a peaceful, tranquil location during such an organized invasion of the city. He could still hear the marching, but it had become drowned out by the constantly ringing alarm bell of the city. Nobody came, though. They were afraid. It was then that Amaesil saw eyes peering back at him from across the pond. Behind a small bush was a child dressed in fine blue and silver robes. The child squeaked as Amaesil took note of him and dipped down to hide behind the bush. Amaesil chuckled softly before rising up. The bronze-clad elf glided silently across the grass before coming to the bush and looking down toward the cowering child. "Do not fear me." Amaesil reached into his robes and produced a small candy that his own son enjoyed. He extended it toward the child. "Here. Take this, oem'ii." The child looked up in astonishment. After a brief pause, he accepted the candy and gnawed at it hungrily. "Are you here to hurt us?" the child asked with suspicious eyes. "Not at all," Amaesil replied. The Lord Commander lowered down to a seat in the grass beside the child and looked out at the streets covered in silver and bronze. "We are not hungry for anything but justice, little one. We are not brutes such as Uruks; glory-bound fools such as humans. We want justice for the crimes permitted to occur to us — in a city far, far away from here." "You started this," the child protested. "Perhaps we did," Amaesil admitted with a soft hum. "It was not our intention, but perhaps we did. We intend to finish it, though, little one. Justice must be served. Go home, now." Amaesil rose up and offered a gentle wave to the child before the little human sprang up and rushed into the side streets of Sutica. Amaesil looked toward the sky. Yes, he thought. Justice. 19 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SacredSource 225 Share Posted May 15, 2021 Zelios Viradiraar stands guard along the walls of the Silver State. He mutters out to his fellow Sillumiran present, “the enemy we face was one of our own, a deserter of purity. I had always thought the ferals to be the ones in the western woodlands, but it appears the greedy merchants of the south are the true impure stain on the continent. They’ll be pacified soon enough. Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya.” 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unwillingly 11175 Share Posted May 15, 2021 A breeze tumbleweed rolls through Malinor Sutica. 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Milenkhov 4522 Share Posted May 15, 2021 A man of many faces smirks mischievously! Spoiler 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valannor 6345 Share Posted May 15, 2021 A Particular Hound would rapidly blink its eyes upon receiving the missive, conjuring a pair of spectral spectacles to ensure it wasn't misreading the publication! "What in the name of the Lords..." 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
mika1278 2683 Share Posted May 15, 2021 MIka Uialben, sitting rather reclined in his office chair within his underground manor perks up a brow as he sees the missive on his desk before he shrugs "When a monarch is forced to abdicate, there are repercussions to the next one" he then lets out a deep sigh "Sutica shouldn't have made demands in the first place, but sent out the breach of neutrality on it's own to have some clarification. This is a mess." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Sug 2556 Share Posted May 15, 2021 2 minutes ago, Milenkhov said: A man of many faces smirks mischievously! Hide contents "Immaculate." Says a man standing next to the other man as the man smirked at the other mans smirk. So did the men smirk in unison. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Waibiao 372 Share Posted May 15, 2021 An elvenessi treasurer feeds his pigeon a palmful of Nyjer seeds, the shy girl cooing gently at the offered food. "Good." 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Javert 5573 Share Posted May 15, 2021 Vicente Murietta reads about the Operation with general concern, then stepping to his window to look out at the Hyspian city of Osanora. If Sutica couldn't protect themselves....how could they protect Hyspia? 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bhased 3587 Share Posted May 15, 2021 High Prince Evar'tir Oranor smiles. "To ignore diplomatic outreach, when demanding for it. Poetic, in a way." The 'ker chuckled, humming a banger of a tune. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gandhi 2708 Share Posted May 15, 2021 Carlos Mendez pondered for a long while before tossing the ultimatum into a fire, watching the the piece be devoured by fire as he lowered his head. "Haelun'or and Elvenesse, working together....?" He asked himself, withdrawing a sigh of question. Luka Bishop was just frankly happy at the sight. He held a deep and extreme hatred of the Trade State itself. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
CRP Goon 71 Share Posted May 15, 2021 A warrior returns from a bloodless raid. Relief on his face. "I'm not sure I'd have the courage to stand if I knew I was wrong either." The 'ame shook his head as he approached the gates of Elvenesse. He paused for a moment, looking down, over the bridge, and into the water. A faint smile crossed his face as he continued into the city. No lives had been lost. This was a good day. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
makeitsoyoucandeleteaccounts 610 Share Posted May 15, 2021 In his humble abode, David Espinoza, whom had spent all evening working and running, would rejoice with a yawn of fatigue in his seat. With a clenched fist, the Espinoza would take yet another drink of the Hyspian Tequila as he observed the lettering of the missive. "Ay, now they've had it. DIOS nos salve a todos.", spoke the Espinoza, as he clutched the Lorraine Cross hanging from his necklage. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Luciloo 2652 Share Posted May 15, 2021 Nivndil recalls when she'd marched Druids into Sutica upon Atlas, to chase down a rabid hound. "Bold Mal'onn.. but I did it first," she mused with a shake of her head. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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