King_Kunuk 888 Share Posted August 28, 2021 "Hmm... Human ignorance.... Or at least haensian ignorance," a disgruntled figure mutters as he reads the posting. "They care now suddenly about the internal policies of the Silver State?" 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
JuliusAakerlund 1780 Share Posted August 28, 2021 Adrian Colborn was truly curious who this mysterious 'Eye of Karov' might be. . . 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
d0ntc4r3 104 Share Posted August 28, 2021 (edited) "The Hanseti are looking for attention again," the Mali'thill Gallo says to himself, "Why do they care so much what happens to another nation? Stay in your own lane!" Edited August 28, 2021 by d0ntc4r3 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Minuvas 2886 Share Posted August 28, 2021 A Certain Wig-Wearing Elf would make the sign of the lorraine from his estate office, mulling over the missive by a bubbling brook that flowed nearby "Well this certainly might explain all the recent Mali that have him been flocking to Imperial lands. Ando Alur and now the Silver State? My kin have a long road of difficulties ahead of them I pray they receive mercy and kindness wherever they travel. Behind their walls they at least had each other, now they must live like we Imperial Elves have for centuries - adapting, surviving, and trying not to get killed by their human rulers. Perhaps this might usher in a new era of a great human and Elven integration? One can hope." "...Vestir'Aurubus, my kinsmen." He would add, as he rubs the ears of his dog. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Werew0lf 12024 Share Posted August 28, 2021 Oliver sat within the gardens behind the haense palace, holding a bundle of flowers; inhaling the fresh aroma of nature. “In case of an investigation by any federal aengudaemon or similar, I do not have any involvement with this nation or with the people in it, I do not know how I am here, probably added by a third party, I do not support any actions by members of this nation.” 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crymson 481 Share Posted August 28, 2021 Glynfir allowed a wide grin to cross his face for the first time in a long while. Haense hadn't forgotten. Justice was still to be pursued. The Republic would be avenged. A brief wave of regret did cross his mind for those he had known and served alongside who remained within the Silver walls. Leaving all one had ever known wasn't easy. He hoped they would see the truth before it was too late. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
1_Language_1 1671 Share Posted August 28, 2021 "I don't know what to think of Haelun'or, they have superior medical skills, and helped fix my eyes when Haense never could.... but they also called me an 'it' because I was some 'weird black human child never seen before'." He'd shrug. "At least I don't have to use the glasses anymore." Abraham chuckled, though recalling the enclairs he got from their shops... 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kriaan 45 Share Posted August 29, 2021 Zachary Casablanca purses his lips as he reads the missive, shaking his head in disapproval as he closes it. “Justice. Honour, huh?”, the soldier chuckles, throwing the missive to the fireplace and watching it burn. “There’s no honour in sending my brothers ta death fer a petty lie and a broken ego.” 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
monkeypoacher 6993 Share Posted August 29, 2021 The townspeople of New Clownstburg weep, tears mottled gray with paint, as one proud harlequin passes through the main quarter. Wearing gilded armor and a laurel wreath in his varicolored hair, he passes through Knock-Knock gates and over the Moats of Mirth. The burden of destiny weighs heavily on his shoulders, but he smiles stoically, head held aloft. He would set himself to the task at which his father failed, and avenge the injustice to his grandfather before him. He would retrieve legendary Hjönknir, fabled hammer of the First Clowns, from Haelun'or - and with it, deliver the Final Punchline to the execrable petty tyrant of the island. His name was Sprinkles Clownstburger III, and he would see to it that Grand Jokestice was served. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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