Mickaelhz 3832 Popular Post Share Posted November 30, 2021 Evermore Cycle 52 S.A. “The weakest of the weak prey on the frail, blinded by the desire to feed into a sense of self-importance. The mightiest offer them olive branches until there are green groves no more.” - Balthazar I Spoiler At the behest of the Marquis, and with the overwhelming support of the citizenry, it is hereby declared that the actions of the Iron Uzg and the Orcish people for their crimes against the Aediles of Myrine, Caderina Marléne, cannot go unanswered. The Aediles had set out towards the western hemisphere of Almaris on a personal business venture, but such was short-lived. Within minutes of being upon the roads, a pair of Orcish thugs halted her upon the road and demanded either the entirety of her belongings or her life. Despite openly declaring her residence and status within Myrine, the Orcs relentlessly assaulted the Aediles, and had it not been for her jousting prowess, she likely would have fallen victim to slaughter or worse. This incident makes up but one of many in the Evermore Cycle of destruction and hate that spread from the descendants of Krug. The cowardly Orcish people of the Iron Uzg demonstrate repeatedly their inability to contain their bloodlust, and each time they plead for forgiveness and vow for change, they return to their old ways in a matter of months. Such has been the case for decades, an infinite cycle that demonstrates a clear lack of restraint. In more recent years, it has become exceedingly clear that the Orcs have taken specifically to causing trouble within Myrine. Not ten years ago did those of the Iron Uzg conduct a pillaging of Myrinian cattle. When a diplomatic envoy was sent to discuss this, they were caged within the gatehouse for hours, had their lives threatened, and were insulted. Not but a single representative of Myrine was given entry, and after much discussion, the Uzg swore at the time that such would never happen again, and yet not more than a year later the exact scenario was repeated. Ultimately it was not the meaningless promises of the Uzg that led to the cease of these raids, but rather the dedication of Myrinian citizens creating defenses for their herds that no Orc could hope to bypass. Now it has been deemed fit by the Orcish peoples to inflict what any reasonable man would consider an act of war upon not only a citizen and governmental figure of Myrine, but a personal friend of the Marquis. The Iron Uzg had promised to improve relations with Myrine, and yet they attacked. Such was made explicitly known to the Orcish offenders and yet they attacked. The Iron Uzg has long abandoned their malicious practice of slavery and yet they attacked. There is no excuse for these actions. It is therefore determined for the betterment of Myrine’s people, and those of the Uzg that in order to break the Evermore Cycle, Myrine shall guide the descendants of Krug towards their own betterment. It is the unfortunate reality that the Orcish people do not hold the self-restraint to ensure their promises and kept and supposed friends unharmed. Such must be administered carefully by those of great discipline, those who have their icons of respect placed upon each corner to remember duty and greatness. In this undertaking, the Iron Uzg will be subject to the following policies. I. The Iron Uzg will install a statue of Balthazar I within their city square as a symbolic reminder of Myrine’s guidance and watch without the need of an official instalment of an embassy. II. The citizens of the Iron Uzg will prove to act as allies of Balthazar and his people, coming to their aid whenever needed. III. Myrine will provide diplomatic advice to the Iron Uzg so they may find themselves in a better political position soon. This is a further attempt to end the Evermore Cycle. IV. No citizen of the Iron Uzg shall spill any blood on Myrinian soil unless it is to defend the marble town. Agreeing with these terms will pave the way for future, closer diplomatic relations between Krug’s and Balthazar’s descendants. Ignoring this missive will add another link to this endless chain known as the Evermore Cycle. Signed, Balthazar Mareno 41 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatDutchFellow 1054 Share Posted November 30, 2021 Barend Den Ruyter, clothed in his freshly polished shining Myrinian armor grins widely uppon the missive issued by his Lord and Savior Marquis Balthazar II and nods firmly as he raises a mug filled to the brim with ale"Das fokin roiteh, will teach dem greenskins teh fok with Myrine!" At the same time Barend exclaims such a slowely insane going Witchdoctor going by the name of Al-Uk'Lur sits creating powerful hexes fueled with the power of the Spirits he praises.... this to only be interupted with such a missive the Shaman snapping right his head as he growls and curses out the mail boy in ancient blah reading over the missive now his focus was disturbed "Wagh wiff Myrine eh? Wub zkahin glob kauzed diz zkah" 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Javert 5594 Share Posted November 30, 2021 "About time, M'Lord." said Rolf the Peasant as the demands were read aloud in the square of Myrine. A proud smile formed over the Farmer's face as he went to prepare his Myrinian armor for battle. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SteppeNomad 1552 Share Posted November 30, 2021 The nomads laugh around their fireplaces hearing of the news from the Southlands. "The people of the citystates are eager to show themselves as strong, yet they hide their actions through Mafia and bandits" The discussion often tells about how they cannot fight for themselves and they hire warriors or go with their faces covered by masks and hoods to try to terrorize others. "The cursed men of the south have a problem with their own egos. Being crushed and defeated by incredible defense, their chieftain himself had to negotiate for the freedom of his warriors! Bending the knee to free them. It was only a couple years ago they attempted a full rally and faced their humiliation. The soft men with their fragile egos must try to bare their fangs to gain notice among contemporaries." But the Crux of the thing remained. These were cursed men who scorn the gifts of their skyfather. "They hide their faces, curse their cattle, and warhound just to show the power of a suppressed and cuckholdic people who are not free to serve themselves. Just toil to bring kingdom to their lord. Instead of erecting stones to please the skyfather, or conducting sacrifices to increase their herds, they seek blood which was already claimed, and will find themselves unsure when the truths of their being are revealed. A trapped people bound by many chains. Most of the chains, invisible" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twinny 1618 Share Posted November 30, 2021 "Balthazar's watchful gaze spread far and wide, truly the best way to end such pettiness from orcs." Chimed the Aediles. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Barbog 447 Share Posted December 1, 2021 Moss just stares at one of the many missives posted around Myrine that read off these terms and demands. As usual, he can understand none of it, and just passes by to walk back to the tavern.In contrast, a short, ugly goblin sees the same declaration tacked up by the great notice board in San'Velku. He takes one look at it, sighs, and takes off for the forge. Wars like this were fought with weapons, not words... And by Gentharuz, he could make weapons. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ibn Khaldun 7729 Share Posted December 1, 2021 Miqdad reclined himself against the neck of his horse, seated firmly in his saddle upon reaching Myrine. He often visited the marble city; a friendly wayfarer who often brought some knick-knack to part with in return for minas. He overheard discussion related to Balthazar's missive and brought himself to sit upright in his saddle again. He recounted a recent incident, either to Elric Duskbloom who commonly loitered the town square, or to any in earshot: "The Orcs have been antagonizing this here town? I remember that one of their own accosted me the other day. God be my witness, he decided to tell me to make love with myself after I challenged him on account of his claim of being rich. I thought he would swipe my. . ." Miqdad pauses, his hands clasping together as if gripping an odd-shaped object, "knick-knack, something or other, off of a rotting beast. Anyways, good on you all for wanting to put them in their place. I'll keep an eye out when I ride these roads in case any of these Orcs decide to be highwaymen." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vilebranch 280 Share Posted December 1, 2021 The notorious bandit, Skorkon'Ugluk, gasps at the missive. Without recollection of his involvement, he simply offers a shrug as he brushes his bull. "Zureli it am juzt agh natural for an orc tu tayk frum our lezzurz. Livez muzt be taken agh offered tu da zpiritz, or elze we tu zhall zukkumb tu irrelevanz." He looks up from one bull to another, this one constructed from crude brass as a fire rages beneath to heat the metal. It's eyes glare back at him with hunger and hate. "Qarkah makez demandz. Mi muzt zubmit. It iz da will ob da Uzg." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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