A Show of Mercy

[_mady07 1541]

[!] Melawen blinked loudly "dear aspects. I'm sure there could've been some sort of agree But noo. We must go to war." She rolled her eyes the Princess toddling off into the distant land of Amaethea while seeming content being home 

[MailC3p 2415]

Arthur Komnenos sat peacefully in his manor, he was drinking a cup of tea as the news had arrived, the old veteran let out small chuckle as he read the demands “A major war not involving Oren? Never thought I’d see one in my lifetime.”

 

[Elite Snipes 3563]

Bakir Ireheart drinks some dwarven mead as he watches history repeat itself “I have a strange feeling of nostalgia, once more the elves might be the downfall of the orcs.”

[TwilightWolf 901]

Aerendyl nurses a flask of moonshine, reclined under the Bayou's canopy and listening to the crickets sing. He nearly spits out his drink in amused bewilderment as he read the Almaris Times, leveling his gaze onto a specific line in the print.

 

"The Toga who?!"

[DrunkCapybaraa 176]

The Elysian King stared at the missive. He was ASTOUNDED. After everything... it was not humanity that came to their aid, but Elvendom. He laughed, he couldn't help but laugh. Life was cruel, wasn't it?

[Frisket 4545]

Ember Read this missive, as she sat in the study room- her eyes widing and said.....
Nicole was on her ship as her crew delivered the missive, as she read it, she said....
Shaina form her bedroom was reading the missive which arrived at her window, she said....
An Half Mali was meditating when her screowl- Odin, landed onear by, she picked up the missive and begun reading it, she then Said....
Frisket Read the missive as one of her sons brought it to her, she went over to her chest table and upon reading the missive with widen eyes she said....
Skye Looks upon her prince as he reads the missive, her eyes widen as she whispers....

 

 

"Holy shit....."

 

[Maiyun 362]

Yarrow'Lur lifts her clawed hand, fingers pressed together at her nose bridge after reading the missive. "Zkahin' damn it, Vytrek." The shaman feels a headache coming on. 

[thiccpazuzu 542]

"Satire writes itself these days." commented the Okarir'san of Haelun'or from his residence, enjoying an exquisite cup of warm chocolate on a particularly snowy day "Ivarielle states that Karinah'siol is rightful Celia'nor land in the east, and then in the same sentence she demands that land to be handed over to the Kingdom of Oren." said he, then ceasing and enjoying his drink, as if that simple remark was enough to get his point across.

[Vikenz 1162]

A certain Brawm wishes he can brandish his blade for battle.

[Britannicvs 2508]

"Oi imagine dis will 'ave ramifications fer der geopolitical situation o' west Almaris." Aghal wisely commented.

[CorweenieTheJedi 892]

Sevrel feels a strange sense of comfort wash over him as he finds himself preparing for the tides of war once again...

 

"The Uruks would be wise to not face their old foes... we may have grown old, but our blades are just as sharp" the old Lord muttered to himself as he gazed upon the armour and weapons that adorned the walls in his home.

[Pancho 4197]

The 'Fresh' Prince Kosher Daesmon would roll a blunt as he walked through the hinterlands to mount his steed. As he struck a match and lit the cigar, he would hoist himself onto the noble mount, riding off towards the other Principalities of Malin'or. "The path becomes clear once more."

[Monkee 7369]

6 minutes ago, DrunkFailure said:

The Elysian King stared at the missive. He was ASTOUNDED. After everything... it was not humanity that came to their aid, but Elvendom. He laughed, he couldn't help but laugh. Life was cruel, wasn't it?

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[Tigergiri 3073]

The brown hairs vixen started back our the window “the cards are all being laid out.” 

[Twinny 1622]

Ivarielle stands in a street amidst the underbelly of that tavern's walkway, simply trying to escape from her responsibilities so that so might share wine with someone, those golden vintages to have been brought within her stores- but at every corner that dear Royarch were thwarted by news of dealings and passing couriers. Her frame seemed to inflate, only to deflate as a seldom sigh did sound. "Come, come. That vintage so awaits us"