Haelunorian Wickedness

[Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska 3491]

HAELUNORIAN WICKEDNESS

A CALL TO ARMS

 

 

KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM

 

Issued by the

EYE OF KAROV

On this 11th day of Gronna and Droba of 388ES

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VA BIRODEO HERZENAV AG EDLERVIK I ALMARIS

 

In these times of change that engulf the continent of Almaris, the Kongzem of Hanseti-Ruska seeks remorse for the acts of dishonour against her people by the inhabitants of Karinah'siol, but while this immediate conflict might be an affair of personal honour, all of Almaris might remember that the Silver State has, for decades, stained their hands in unjustifiable evil. For too long has the Silver State gone unpunished for countless depraved acts against the denizens of greater Almaris, through dabbling in the erroneous belief that their nation's kin trumps over all others as an excuse to bring evil on those they condemn as 'inferior'.

 

This report, compiled through the testimonies of High Elves who have fled the tyranny of the Silver State and the Eye of Karov - the Haeseni intelligence service - shall divulge in full the shadow that festers within the Silver State. Godly folk of Almaris must show no quarter to this menace, and those High Elves who retain their sense of good must flee and find sanctuary within the walls of humanity.

 

Read well, and learn well, for the Silver State longs for the blood of each and every person who reads this. Listed below is but a few examples of their twistedness; this list was collaborated from the direct testimonies of former Haelunorians. These brave Elves, redeemers of their kind, staked their honour against the evil plaguing their homeland in the hopes of one day driving it out. Though ultimately forced to flee the ivory walls of their home, they have since sought refuge in lands like our Kongzem of Haense and have rightly spread awareness of the acts of depravity committed within the Silver State, which include:

• State sanctioned euthanizations of the impure and inferior;
• Horrific execution by acid pits for these same impure and inferiors, ordered on arbitrary whim;
• Defiling any and all dead bodies came across for ingredients in heinous dark magic and rituals, in turn desecrating the souls of the fallen;
• Attempted brainwashing and torture of outspoken Haelunorian citizens in a bid to enforce the twisted will of the Silver State upon them;
• Refusal to liaise diplomatically with nations and resolve disputes peacefully;
• Attempted murder of diplomats and foreign visitors;
• Harbouring of Undead within their walls;
• Violation of pacts and treaties.

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ON ETHNIC-RACIAL SUPERIORITY

It is no secret that the defining ideal of the Silver State is the delusion that their people are the superior race and culture of Almaris. Ever-so-haughty of this self-delusion, they loathe and speak ill of all others who inhabit the land. To them, humans are unadvanced and barbarbic despite their widespread civilizations; Orcs are no better than monsters, in full disregard of their history and culture; Dwarves are but greedy maggots, the secret envy of Haelun'or for their masterworks and technology; and worst of all is their treatment of Malin's other children, who are condemned as 'impure' for their racial differences.

 

For generations, the wider realms of Almaris have tolerated this delusion. Alas, the time has come when this has given rise to evil, torture, and slaughter that can no longer rightfully be ignored.

 

This, of course, should come of little surprise when considering the faithlessness of the Silver State. They reject all deities, for they must surely know any true God would smite them. They claim God Himself to be fictitious, and do not even hold to any pagan worship. Instead, their worship is devoted to themselves, the Void, and Dark Magics. Their faith lies the utilization of vile arcana for mortal, personal gain. Their way of life, from godlessness to self-importance, is the antithesis of what it means to be a Desecendant of those who once united to strike down an Archdaemon; the antithesis of cooperation to build a world of peace and betterment; and the antithesis to the most sacred concept of honour and the treatment of one's fellow Descendant.

 

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ON DARK MAGICKS

 

Many reports have circulated of unsuspecting Descendants being abducted by Haelunorian forces. Those fortunate enough to survive have described dark figures with obscured faces and bodies malformed and twisted through the practice of forlorn magics before they were pulled away into the depths of Haelunorian laboratories for sacrifice and experimentation. These rumours were vindicated as truth when a patrol of Haeseni Brotherhood soldiers spotted one of this dark sorcerers; the soldiers claimed the High Elf seemed possessed and sickly, and shrouded in a dark aura with eyes glowing like ominous, eldritch lanterns.

 

In corroborating the reports and testimony of the Brotherhood of St. Karl, Haelunorian refugees have spoken of witnessing the magical atrocities harboured by their island, including macabre rituals tapping into tenebrous powers, and communes with dark, fiendish entities in pursuit of power and gain. One particular High Elf spoke of the restricted section of Haelun'or's library devoted to the study of dark magics and powers, and even an entire chapter of mages dedicated to its practice.

 

It is thus ironic to consider their godlessness. In rejecting God and even the concept of any god, the Haelunorians free themselves from moral constraints to allow the practice of abhorrant magics. In doing so, they find a new master, of course -- for the wielding of dark magics and leading lives of sin and selfishness, and championing an entire civilization of torture and enslavement, is the very works that Iblees seeks to inflict upon our world.

 

The Haelunorians are closer to Iblees in their sin than any other Descendant race.

 

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A PLEDGE TO JUSTICE

 

It is indeed fortunate that Haelun'or lacks the strength and courage to ever even attempt to enforce their tyranny on the rest of the world. Instead, however, they languish behind their blighted walls and instead torture their own with impunity and only dare to harm another Descendant when they are convinced they can do so without consequence.

 

Let this, then, serve as a call to arms to the great nations of this continent, to the nations that have built themselves upon the foundations of mutual good and prosperity, to the nations that believe in the genuine wellbeing of their peoples: give the Silver State no aid nor quarter, as in doing so you aid the works of Iblees and allow the catastrophic beliefs and acts of Haelun'or to fester.

 

In turn, let this serve as a promise to the Haelunorian people: if you live in fear of this barbarism and destructive idealism, if you retain the sense of decency to know what is right and what is wrong, then flee to the lands where Descendants of good remain, and seek sanctuary there until a time where light returns to Karinah'siol.

 

And lastly, let this serve as a pledge from the Kongzem of Haense: the destruction of the Silver State is not sought. Instead, for all Descendant-kind, the current regime of torture and barbarism must be stemmed. The works of Iblees must be ceased. Honour must return, so that the High Elven people will once again have a home in which they can live in peace and without fear.

 

ENLIST TODAY IN THE BROTHERHOOD OF SAINT KARL

LET JUSTICE SING

 

IV JOVEO MAAN

Ve Augo i Karov | The Eye of Karov

Haeseni Intelligence Service

Edited August 28, 2021 by Kingdom of Haense

[The Media Wizard 2958]

Prince Amaesil reads the missive with a frown. As he completes it, he folds the parchment and sets it at the edge of the table. "Let this be the rallying cry. I pray my kin of the Silver State — those that are ne monsters — find the path of righteousness."

[erictafoya 3282]

Robert Ludovar smiled at the missive, for it exposed the truth behind the dreaded Silver State and those who still call their loyalty to Haelun'or. He knew that soon was the time to take proper action to take on those who wished to take refuge from the Sour State of Haelun'or. "May Godani have mercy on their souls, for they will receive proper justice in life and afterlife." Robert looked to his butler and simply said "Call the Banners"

[Fionn__TWG 2795]

Fionn Castaway read the missive in his office, an arrangement of empty bottles, mostly carrion black, littering his desk and even the floor. He'd finish reading the missive and give out a tried sigh "Soon." he muttered to himself as he wiped his face with his palms and leaned back slightly on his chair "This'll be over soon, and then I can rest."

[Xarkly 17299]

 

Reared in the Haeseni Prikaz as he was, Sigismund often lacked a thorough understanding of the wider world.

 

He knew of Orcish cultures and customs, but was still baffled whenever he saw them in Karosgrad; he knew of Elven lifestyles and religion, but could not fully comprehend it; and he had heard the propaganda of what goes on within the Silver State, but he had never really believed it.

 

That was until last night, of course. Last night when he had sat at the table of Ellisar & Aestenia Aevaris, the grey twilight distorted as it shone through the rain-streaked window, and the fire burning low to echo the tone of the room as they told him of the horrors that had ousted them from their home.

[Herod 1417]

“At least there’s niet any sand there..” Kaustantin murmured as he prepared to leave Valwyck with his uncle, cousins and the Greyguard. “How long do vy think it will for us to finish this, Aedypapej?”

He bit his lip, the ill prepared teen was certainly not ready for another conflict, one that would probably damage his mental health.

 

@Sarmadonn

[louislxix 3198]

Even despite the Lord Marshal's bedridden sickness, a smile cracked to his lips at the bars spit upon the missive which lay in his hands.

[Althea_ 381]

The newly-knighted Marian Dame of Haense couldn't help but to indulge herself in a long glance set upon the missives spread across Karosgrad, the Kongzem, and beyond; a smirk curled on her heart-shaped lips. "Boom" The sonorous word softly wafted out of her mouth, as a sense of relief availed her - everything was proceeding smoothly, and the Silver-State was soon to suffer. 

[crazedpudding 2512]

Eleanora Baruch frowns at the long list of the various crimes the Silver State has committed against it's own people. "Ea pray that Godan will protect the honorable and righteous High Elves still trapped within their home." The young woman would swiftly sign the Hussariya before heading off to find her cousin, Kaustantin. @Herod

[Polysemic 799]

Ehier Telos Andria'liene tilts his head upon reading the words, a sigh escaping his mouth. "Do not drown in falsities," The ex-Tilruir'maehr said to no one in particular. Later that day, he returned to his own writing. His actions were restless, most of the paper destroyed, sent to the void never to be retrieved. Eventually, something worthwhile would come out. At least so he told himself.

[Mady 3771]

Annika Anastasija would look over the missive with a smug look on her face. "Exposed for what they truly are...heretics." She said. 

[Pancho 4197]

Kosher sets down his bottle, in awe of what he just read. "It seems there are unknown forces scheming," He says, lost in thought, not paying attention to any around him.

[Anbennar 2352]

Peralien somehow get's her hands on this all the way from Rozania. "Well ****" She said out loud to herself, thankfully nobody was around to ask what happened.

[Ryloth 4321]

"Oh, I almost thought they forgot about us again." Haskir laughs, "Pretty much all of that is true save for any of the dark magics non-sense. It's been known for ages. Why care now all of the sudden?"

[Morigung-oog 5697]

An exhausted Okarir, who had been slaving away to repair the voidal blights exhaled a long sigh. 
 

“This is going to prove troublesome. Aren’t they aware of the dangerous voidal blight left by the reckless magi of Ando Alur in the wake of the city’s fall? Ultimately I wouldn’t not care if I and many others were not in the process of trying to solve a situation that many to believe highly dangerous.”

 

Valindra threw her arms up in frustration, the diplomat, now sporting telltale signs of fatigue shifted her attention to her various papers, jotting in an item on her excessively long to-do list in bold capital letters.

 

”Cleansing anything will be considerably more difficult with a gaggle of angry Haensemen around every corner.”