Joltastik 506 Share Posted June 15, 2021 [!] Mysterious missives find themselves plastered unto the notice boards of the Realm, with most being found in the Northern region of Almaris. They seem to be written in an eerie and prophetic dialect, and are directed towards all live Descendants. One reads as follows: Hear ye, denizens of this Perceivable Realm! The Horned Ram of GOD comes to slay the wicked titans! Kings and Bishops, Rexes and Shamans, Magisters and Druids alike will cower in fear as their efforts to materialize the Word of GOD fall prey to Avarice! Tell me, Children of Urguan! For how long have you coveted the minerals and gems of this Perceivable Realm’s depths? Their value is undisputed, but who MADE that value?! Verily, I say to you, Virtue holds more value than any topaz, diamond or corundum! Use your picks to carve an Ark that will shelter your kin from the coming Storm! Forsake your Avarice, and our Lord Father Above shall save you! Signed, A Concerned Citizen. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Treaty 1349 Share Posted June 15, 2021 The collective dwarven populace ignores the message, instead knowing that Yemekar could beat up this man’s “god” in a heart beat 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rhewen 348 Share Posted June 15, 2021 “Oh fock off will ye” The old dwarf grumbles, pitching the missive into the nearest public waste bin 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Roguechaotic 263 Share Posted June 15, 2021 Aeonn looking over all four of the flyers given his many travels "Seems someone has decided to sew seeds of unrest...they speak as if a Zealot...this wont be tolerated lightly" he speaks to those upon the other seven thrones seated around him Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Luciloo 2651 Share Posted June 15, 2021 Lulubelle doesn't even see the missive, as she works dutifully in the forge. With hammer and anvil, she shapes the heart of stars and the iron of the earth into works of great beauty, weapons of battle and tools for the everyday work of her kinsfolk. An honest and hard-working craft practised for millennia by her ancestors, and a damn sight more important than the crumbling scripture and dead God of Umros. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BDanecker 858 Share Posted June 15, 2021 "He's so convinced in his own belief he'll nae put his name on t'a papeh" the resplendant Lord of Gold says as he bathes in gems and gold in worship of Avarice, knowing no other god could give him such. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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