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18 minutes ago, Xarkly said:

The Silver State of Haelun’or shall pay the Kongzem of Hanseti-Ruska ten thousand mina in reparations.

 

Haskir shakes his head at the news after the Sohaer's inaction. "What a ******* shame that is. Bankrupt."

 

18 minutes ago, Xarkly said:

The Silver State of Haelun’or shall sell the territory of Ando Alur and the surrounding landscape to the Grand Kingdom of Urguan for ten thousand mina. The City of Ando Alur shall relocate to Haelunorian land, along with all their infrastructure, unimpeded. The City of Ando Alur shall be permitted a grace period of three years to do.

 

"Holy ****!"

 

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Grigory Grubb gives a warm smile. He doesn't care about the war, he just likes to smile.

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Bakir Ireheart smiles as he reads over the missive, smiling as Urguan and its loyal ally Haense brings Haelunor to its knees. "Seems like the High long legs have choosen the cowardly path. Nevertheless lets hope they don't make such a mistake again."

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Erwin Bishop is both pleased that the war is ended, and disappointed that the High elven capital went down so softly

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A High Elf in foreign lands vomits at the cowards path of the Silver State.

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Loud screeches of joy are heard from the Lord Palatine’s office that night, he was jovial that the Sohaer finally did his part by handing the Urguani money over, after he had been missing in action for years.

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Henry Bishop finally rests in peace in his grave. The war he had never seen come to an end finally reached its conclusion, and the old spirit could finally rest easy knowing Haense had her justice.

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Atandt Irongrinder would smile upon hearing the news, for now the world would remain at peace.

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Amara Ortaure'na Hears of the news, and would slam her hand on the table, angered by the scummy move that has taken place.

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Prince Amaesil frowns as he reads the missive. He shakes his head before — as is law — he throws the missive into the flames behind his table. "I recall the might of Haelun'or during the First Tribute War," the elf says to nobody in particular. "They used that zenith to make enemies and break faith with their own kin. Ando Alur flourished, but it soon crashed into the ground and tainted the world beyond repair. Now their only popular vassal is being evicted after crawling back from the ashes of their past failure. Not even I, standing at the edge of annihilation, could understand the fear and confusion they must feel right now. I pray they recover and better themselves.

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-Void-

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"Pathetic, little brother."

 

Muttered a bitter mali, humiliated secondhand.

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