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Culling the Rejects


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(OOC: This is a public missive.)
[!] Missives have been sent all across Almaris.


Culling the Rejects across Almaris

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[!] A drawing of a vampire frozen to death.

 

 

 

It has come to our attention that the rogue outcasts for lesser Vampyrs have gone back to mildly inconveniencing civilizations. Yet, their danger continues to grow as one of these vermin attempted harm upon a citizen of the Queendom of Serheim unknowingly. And attempted harm upon children.

Let this be not only a warning, but a declaration. To purge rogue lesser Vampyrs.

All lesser Vampyrs who are not with the Queendom of Serheim, or any of its allied groups, will be hunted down.

To the Vampyrs in an organized group or court recognized by the Queendom: You will not be harmed
The covenless & rogue Lessers looking to be exempt from this will have to visit the Queendom of Serheim and prove themselves worthy of citizenship.

The rest are to be butchered.


To the public:
If you have any leads on rogue troublemaking lesser Vampyrs, send a bird directly to the Queen Eira herself. (OOC: Diogenerate - One)
And only birds. Those who trespass are killed on sight.

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Durin hammerforge lets out a gasp as he reads the missive "t'is kingdom beh protectin vampires?! weh best beh 'avin a word wiff em" He tells the dwed around him in the tavern.

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Dariya thought; she'd begin to wonder- she knew just one.

 

Would it be right to say something?

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A 'greater vampyr' - relatively speaking - has the missive read to him several times by his Igor, eventually snatching it from the lowly thrall to read himself. Perplexed thereafter as to what sort of government doodles their fugitives frozen in ice on official documents, he'd ask the room: 

"Queendom...? What is a 'Queendom'? Ser - who? Ser Heinz? Is he from Haense?" 

After much deliberation the elderly silit decides the missive not worth his trouble, as announced by a popery of grumbles and curses about how better things were in 'his day' beneath a slammed coffin lid. 

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A 'thill happens upon one of the many missives and taps his chin with a quirked brow. "I wonder when Almaris started openly accepting abominations..?"

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Bakir Ireheart raised a brow seeing as one of his vassals was harboring darkspawn. He'd make a note to himself to handle the matter. 

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A thing opened the missive, cackling at it's contents before tossing it into a volcano...

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A sleeping beast awoke amidst sandy dunes of yore, within a towering abode did he lay as his dark hues bore the news of such a missive.

"Without my counsel, not even a word to my own ears.. Yet they start the purge nonetheless, violating those who are not of my court and kin."

He grumbled, rising from his seat in a graceful gait across his palace to view the horizon beyond.

"I wonder.. What in bloody hell is Seirheim up to now? And do they really know who is part of my court or not?"

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A letter is written in return. 

 

Dear, Queendom, of whatever, or where-ever. Whilst I share no pleasure in anything resembling vampires be them undead or not. I have one such, that has attacked, or rather attempted to attack, our settlement. Both times he has been driven off. A seemingly dark elf, likely around six four. Dark hair, red eyes. And wielding a large katana that gives off sparks, and makes signs akin to lightning in a storm. 

He was beaten on his first visit by a small child. And on his second, he simply turned tail and ran. He made the girl cry blood. And his blade is likely the work of an alchemist. I know little of your ilk. Be you Vampires yourself, the growing number of this sort brings great concern. If you do not find this, Lesser, Vampire. as you call it. We shall. And their soul, will be given to planes beyond this mortal coil. Sincerly. 

The Maehr Clergy.

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A former lesser vampyr, now turned holy crusader, would read the missive with disgust. "All vampyrs will be purged, no matter their loyalty."

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An unknown count sat and read the missive, a small laugh emanated from the man as he took a sip from his wine "Well then, if they are dumb" he tossed the missive away as it fell into the trash bin beside him "They are dumb"

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A wise Shaman sat below the Shrine of Krug, knelt before it as he clutched the missive in one shaky palm "Lûp'Krug krank ob Uruk, Mi zhall purgeh deeh Uzg frohm darkzpawn agh korruptziun. Dat mi promize" 

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Lady Marcella Ludovar wondered if she should send a bird to said Queen about the vampire who had attacked her within the palace of Haense.

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Something less of a man and more of a corpse reads this missive that was publicly spread. He wondered if this was some kind of trick to lure in creatures of the dark. Then again, he could have cared less. One less abomination was one less person he may have had to deal with. 

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