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THE UNWARRANTED ATTACK

The Sightings of Blue

 

 


 

 

Avarice of Greatness

“And the blue bandanas were dug from the ground, heaved by the likes of his mortal cohort. They strode from their ruined, decrepit homeland; ventured through the misty isles of the north, shattered and torn by snow. It was them -- the Reivers. ” 

 

- An excerpt of King Sugarfoot II


 

The warriors of the Ferrymen sat in their lonesome fort, idling in parties and drinks. Famed in the lands as fierce warriors, we looked to the skies and saw but bleak clouds, and the face of Vivian Maelstrom in shackles. It was bound by our will that she was commended to great pain and suffering, for her insufferable crimes of torment to her people of Talon’s Grotto and the kind of Juan Pablo, attempting to burn him alive for no apparent reason. 

 

Take into account, us Ferrymen do not sway the politics of others. We have our own agendas, goals and politics. We keep to ourselves and do not interfere with the movement of other nations. So, why attempt to touch our politics? We do not have time to stomp on the vile cockroaches entering our fortress kitchen, like rodents. That is what you are, rodents interfering with something they should not. 

 

We do not take nicely to our brothers-in-arms being threatened, we are family. She dared lay hand - or even attempted to - harm our comrade. In response, we showed penance by capturing the insufferable, insidious woman and croaking her tone into silence. She spoke with royalty, and then was met by ruin. It is the curse of bygone titans that lay waste to our lands; she is descendant to those titans, crazed and wandering with purpose to spill vitriol and evil.

 

Eventually, us ferrymen were met with an unwarranted attack. Those of Elysium and Urguan attempted to play hero, and rallied their forces to bring back their unkindly friend-monarch. For what cause? Why did the fools of Elysium and Urguan interfere in something that was not related to their politics? Out of confusion, we fought and overstepped that hurdle. They fell, and we continued our day without injuries.

 

Heed well, you damned souls of Elysium and Urguan. Stick to your own business, and we shall stick to ours. You are nothing. You are nobody. A prick torn away from flesh. To call you a ‘hurdle’ is insulting enough for our pride. If this was not enough, try again and face worse penance. 

 

Your untimely appearance brought rise to five ancient bandit lords once more; the bandits raised from their soil to fight on our side -- the Reivers were unchallenged, and their combined forces with the Ferryman is outright victory. To beheath the appearance of King Sugarfoot II, Dacqueer Sugarfoot, Lyulen Daemyr, Lyuathir Daemyr, Dirty Don Juan and Prince Lonan Daemyr himself. 

 

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We are men for hire, we seek gold and will decimate your enemies. You continue to fight us, and you burn the bridges and opportunities of gaining our swords to your favour. If you have wars, we will no longer be of your service. Is that what you wish for?

 

I hope this is a lesson to Elysium and Urguan. Do not attempt to fight us again, or you will be a hurdle that is overstepped once more. Or squashed. We’ve already shaved the beard of the last Grand King of Urguan. Please, do not make us shave your beard also, Grand King Levian’tol Grandaxe.

 

Signed, 

The Ferryman

 


 

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A depiction of the famed Reivers and their Ferryman comrades after their victorious battle.

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"Some people are just too focused on the cheese." Said Diomé, wiping the blood off his weapons following their use battle. 

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Yonash shaked his head , still waiting for the pvp badge

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King Sugarfoot II stared down at his graveyard in silence, having turned into an old halfling who accompanied a different name. Eventually, his small hands clawed into the dirt and past the headstone, retrieving a singular bandana.

 

“Ja mon.” He stared at the blue bandana, contemplating his decision. Eventually, it was strapped onto his face and the mighty halfling came alongside his ancient brothers to fight in a victorious battle once more. “Foh da bunda.”

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From somewhere, a dark haired former Fenn who recalled well the peak of the Reivers in Atlas, gave a maniacal chuckle.  This was going to be interesting.

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"Such uncontrollable, undeniable, uncontrollable, drip." Commented the MRA Handia with a smile

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Danny Deltoids fangirls.

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