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[Event] Siege of the Shattered Skies


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Through the many pathways hewn into the crust of the Earth, a thing drew raspy air; a declaration singular and haughty. "I'm far from done. ."

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Kor'garr the Clanless lets out a rumbling sigh, bulky hand rising to push down and test still fading bruises across his bare and scarred chest. The large tankard next to the open keg of Krug Kola, the opened mason jar of harsh and acrid Orcish ever-clear known as "Blah of the Spirits" letting out eye watering fumes... Those were both set aside to reveal the scattered papers and notes obscuring the various desks of his guard tower abode. Heavy brows furrow above crimson eyes while the greyskin glances back and forth between various dense sheets of parchment, the steady scrabbling of quills and soft clinking of brightly hued inks revealing a startling variety of messages and article drafts being written out.

"Evin avtur dah Wagh, Lotz uv werk tu du..." The orc glances up towards a battered and obviously aged helm with an olive green plume, the trophy of his duel against the declared archenemy a symbol of victory against that undead in particular. His leg twitches in remembered pain before such thoughts are shrugged off and he returns to his writing, muttering under his breath.

"Warryurz vallen tu rimembur vor Kor, Geytkeepur uv dah Anzeztrul Ralm... Truthz tu uncovur vor Ixli, greyt zpirit uv truthz bohth hidden agh kleerly peep'd... Prayzez en dah honor uv doze blezzed by Kezt wyth fortituud tu protekt der alliez agh dah innozent... Mani zpiritz hav zhown der veyvur tu dah Dizendintz uv Almariz wyth dah rizultz uv diz konvlikt, agh Kor'garr muzt rikord dah truth'z uv et all..." He then pauses, face lighting up in thought. Thin lips curl around heavy tusks into a near manic grin, before peals of booming laughter resound from the front gates of San'Velku out of a magnificently mustache mantled maw.


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Even after the War, lots of work to do...

Warriors fallen to rimember for Kor, Gatekeeper of the Ancestral Realm... Truths to uncover for Ixli, great spirit of truths both hidden and clearly seen... Praises in the honor of those blessed by Kezt with fortitude to protect their allies and the innocent... Many spirits have shown their favor to the Descendants of Almaris with the results of this conflict, and Kor'garr must record the truths of it all...

 

 

[!] Letters, printed in the vivid inks of jungle berries and flora, make their way to all corners of Almaris [!]

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To all those who participated in the Siege of the Shattered Skies,

 

In efforts to properly record the whole truth of those brave and honorable actions taken by every living being who fought against the cursed Undead, we invite you to send recollections, details, or even mere snippets of your valiant efforts taken during this glorious Wagh. These missives will be collected for publication and annotation within the next issue of our newspaper in a record breaking epic of an upcoming headline article. Whether warrior, paladin, archer, medic, shaman, citizen, even those of the Dragon-blood or users of the voidal scourges; All are welcome to reply. Of particular interest would be record of our brave allies who fell in battle defending the lives of us all, so they may properly be remembered and welcomed into the stars above wherever their souls might go. And even if you are some still rotting enemy, wishing to let the world know of your continued existence... Kor'garr will spread your name as well, so we can make sure to crush you more permanently next time.
 

Please send responses by bird or contact Kor'garr the Clanless in person at Blarg Nyx (Zero) in the city of San'Velku, Wagh Nation of Krugmar. Thank you all.

May Ghoraza bless your travels,
The Staff of the Kaktuz Weekli.

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"Ave Victoria! We have Secured Victory!" Yvian would then grunt "Now.. time to kill some orcs.."

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1 hour ago, Sarven said:

"Ave Victoria! We have Secured Victory!" Yvian would then grunt "Now.. time to kill some orcs.."

Kor'garr pauses in sending out his letters near the aviary, looking through his notes. A bulky grey hand raises to twirl at his handlebar mustache.

 

"Hmm... Kor'garr wunderz how dah argyument bitween dah Akaal clahn agh dah Zhara's of Aaun haz developed... Zumtyng abowt zum Duke gettyng puzhed entu a ztak uv hey balez? Meybi Kor'garr zhuld meyk'ag vizit tu azk." The grey orc shrugs before continuing to attatch letters to the legs of Krugmarian courier Hawks. Surely the tension has not come to blows or fatalities yet...

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In the distance, a burst of flame exploded into the sky.

I do wonder how they'll do. I hope none perish from our side.. none of inconvenience, anyhow.

An offering was made to the wind, and the elf made to stand; rubbing the back of his neck with weariness, the dark filled with distant shrieks and roars.

But to work. I do fear that the presence of that undead Dragon will only make tonight more difficult.

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A certain Lechian brigade approached the burned city "Look Wiktor, you can still see the smoke!" The Jazloviecki Hetman rode a bit closer "If humanity does not finish itself off, these monsters will do it for us." Jan then gave the hand signal to retreat, and the group returned to Warsovia
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A squire looks to the old ruins of the kingdom of Canon, his gauntleted hands raised, as signed forth the lorraine. His hands clasping together as he bowed his head. "While one foe may be defeated, another joins the fray. But GOD shall guide us, and shall embrace us in his light and mercy, and shall aid us in delivering his wroth upon the foul darkspawn" Unclasping his hands, he would grab onto the heavy tower shield he had wielded during the fight, lifting it up from the charred sands as he gazed towards the slowly drifting sun. Awaiting for what the new day would bring. 

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The Carrot King was there.

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