ScreamingDingo 16728 Popular Post Share Posted February 24, 2022 Upon the frightened coasts of Almaris, a few ships cruise along the docks of cities, aiming their soldiers outwards as they spread missives that move like wildfire amongst the cities. These strange men carry an air of arrogance, holding sigils of Lorraine Crosses and Skulls that emblazen their cloaks. Cargo is loaded and unloaded from these ships, all while they are seen, asking for directions to the Chosen City in the South. The Jewel, Kivdrona. Below lies the missive they hand out, plain for all to see. ON HEXERS A WARNING TO ALMARIS To the Almarian Continent, DO NOT ALLOW THE HEXER TO SLEEP BENEATH YOUR SKIES. I spread this message as part of an association that has been tracking down criminals and those of strange, occultist fascinations. There are groups that have infiltrated the continent and started meddling with affairs that do not concern them, those regarding events that led to the horrific fall of the Tahn Continent, countless years ago. My own force was established after this disaster to ensure that these issues would not appear again, yet now I come upon the borders of the Almarian Continent to beg for the help of those that may hold the hexer in their bed. These strange groups, called the “Hexers'' are a dangerous organisation that has committed various crimes across the continents that they have been laid upon. For they have orchestrated the fall of various cities, exploiting their occultish connections to rain doom upon all they touch. They have been caught using necromatic arts to revive their fallen brethren and are charged as murderers and pillagers to various coastal towns on the Oyashimian Peninsula. Their ilk on the Aeldinian homeland have committed countless acts of terrorism against the good citizens of the Empire, and are currently training a new generation of guerillas to disrupt the rule and peace of Almaris towards their strange esoteric ends. These individuals that affiliate themselves with the name of “Hexer” must be captured and dealt with at once on behalf of the Almarian expanse. For this, we are offering bounties for the live capture and retrieval of these figures, starting at 100 mina, with the “Head” Hexer fetching a price of 1000 mina if brought to us alive. Do note, that most "Hexers" carry an occult ailment that stains their eyes amber. Use such to identify them. We do hope for cooperation with the various nations of Almaris to prevent disasters that have haunted your people for centuries. Ensure that you shun the Hexer and do not let them burrow within your sites, for they carry an omen of darkness that shall curse all those that touch it. Richard Elgan, Head Knight of the Gwynieverian Retrieval Organisation 35 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shorsand 1744 Share Posted February 24, 2022 "What the **** is the Gwnieverian Retrieval Organization?" the Lord Brae ponders over a double vodka tomato juice, thinking of his limited run-ins with the Hexgirls. 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TryaxReck 377 Share Posted February 24, 2022 (edited) As the news was spread around, Alec closed his eyes and gave a shaky sigh, clutching his two infant sons close. He spoke warily, eyeing the forest for the amber-colored eyes which haunted his nightmares. He brushed his hand against his maimed face, product of that Edmond's crossbow bolt."Dey won' take ye, de Hexer's ain' goin' take ye. Ah'll make shure o' tha'..." He kept watch that night, making sure that the baby-snatching monster hunters would not come for his own. He wouldn't have been able to sleep, anyways. Edited February 24, 2022 by TryaxReck 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quantumatics 547 Popular Post Share Posted February 24, 2022 "Damned Imperials," Edmond of Sava groaned, reading the parchment that finally found itself within his possession with a weary eye. "More of the Aeldinic agenda seeping into the Continent. Seeking to start another pogrom, no doubt. Hardly surprising." 33 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Radzig 506 Share Posted February 24, 2022 A certain flaxen individual would bob his head, eyes scanning over the paper, a black hat surmounted over his brow. There, he'd stop at the listed 1,000. A gloved hand would scratch as his chin, where he would peer beside he. "That's quite a price." He'd sound "Enough for 6 months of meals, yes?" He'd direct towards the smaller figure. @venclair 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RoamingRonin 619 Share Posted February 24, 2022 "Hrm? What's this?" Masuo of Yamatai, the resident Oyashiman Hexer, who's lineage extends from the Horns of Yamatai, furrows his brows upon reading the warning. "Really wish people would stop speaking for mine. And only 100 minas? I'm worth at least 250. Perhaps even 500." 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Satyrdays 147 Share Posted February 24, 2022 8 minutes ago, Venomous_Kun said: "Hrm? What's this?" Masuo of Yamatai, the resident Oyashiman Hexer, who's lineage extends from the Horns of Yamatai, furrows his brows upon reading the warning. "Really wish people would stop speaking for mine. And only 100 minas? I'm worth at least 250. Perhaps even 500." Kuku da Red Menace glances over at Masuo when he starts speaking to himself again. She is confused. With a single shake of her head she resumes cooking. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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