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The Ilzgûl’s Peace

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After easily reaching compromise, the people of Nor’Asath and the Iron Horde declare their friendship once more. No spiritualist blood shall be spilled without reasons.

 

I. Gotrin Eilsviir is to be put on trial before the people of Nor’Asath and the Iron Horde. A prosecutor and defendant will be appointed and approved by the leadership of Nor’Asath and the Iron Horde. A jury will be made, composed of people from Nor’Asath and the Horde.

 

II. The armies of Nor’Asath and the Iron Horde will now be united against the threat of the darkspawns in the east, while still protecting themselves from those at their doorstep.

 

III. The position of Motsham is to be removed, replaced by a council of shamans. A true Moot composed of 12 experienced shamans, 6 of them kers and 6 of them urûkim. The Moot council will be decided with a common vote of the Primarch of Nor’Asath and the Rex of the Iron Horde.

 

IV. Both nations are to follow a pact of no aggression until either Netseth Loa’chil or Ar-Borok’Akaal steps down or die. The pact can then be signed again by the next leaders.

 

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SIGNED,

REX AR-BOROK’AKAAL

Destroyer of Elysium.

Champion of Ogrol, Chosen of the Ilzgûlz,

the Brown, the Burned, the Mad.

 

DOMINUS MADOC’LUR

Waghgoth of klan Lur, Keeper of Knowledge.

 

Qudlia Jusmia

Primarch of clan Jusmia, Wyvern slayer,

High Priestess of Nor'asath, Realm Walker.

 

 

Netseth Loa'chil
Primarch of Nor'asath, Prince of Mali'ker,
Bane of the Undeads.
 


 

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“HOZH!” Called out an URUK, yelling out towards the direction of celia’nor, polishing his new cannon. “HARHARHAR! IF DEMZ ZTILL WAGE WAGH! DEMZ ZKAHIN’ ZHTUPID WITH NUB CLAIM! GLOBZ!”

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[!] Kretz'Ox nodded happily as everything was settled with Nor'asath quite fast, having previosly been sad to hear about a possible war with their ker friends. "Mi wonder who all will taik part in council agh how Al will reakt to thiz.."

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"Motsham gone?" Vrilkon'Ugluk asked surprised

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"That was fast." The Marshal mused as he munched on his Zvaervauld Lilac Honey Drops(TM). 

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[!] The Scorthuzian elf shakes his head at mention of the removal of Motsham position. He rejoiced for peace and unity amongst the spiritualists, but he remained disappointed.

 

"Another power grab by the Rex to displace wise leaders with hand-picked sycophants. The true threat will always come from within!"

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An advisor shuffled into the room with a scroll of the news that was passed over towards the Princess of Celia’nor. A smile turned upright on her visage as she scanned over the document. “Peace, what a wonderful thing. I am more than happy to see such attained for the elves and our neighbors, especially to come so quickly from this.”

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Dal'Lisse adjusts her night cap as she reads in bed. She'd smile a wicked smile, but for what none could say.

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Gotrin slams his feet ontop of his desk while sat down

 

"Seems like I'm going to need to get myself a hotshot legal team"

 

 

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Al-Uk'Yar, Voice of The Spirits nodded, The shaman did not seem angry nor dissapointed at the removal of his role, After all if the shamans agreed why would he reasonably fight it. Additionally the Goblin was tired, Centuries of leidership, Al-Uk the Snagagoth, Al-Uk the Targoth, Al-Uk the Dominus, Al-Uk the Motsham, Perhaps now it was time to rest and just be Al-Uk.

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Relnol stopped dancing, tossing his spike and sword down. “Ne fun in Nor’Asath.”

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Anerian Sighs in exasperation removing her helmet and  heading back the city. 

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Kor'garr the Clanless, Skriptgoth, wakes up groggily in his bed with ink and papers sprawled all over his grey bulk. messy notes and sleep deprived sketches litter the nearby pelt blankets as he leans up with a rumbling groan. the combing and waxing of a mustache and some brushed tusks later, he is finally ready to begin drafting up an article on the declared war, until a Missive is pinned against his front door with a heavy thud.

"Oh ryte. wiz goht peece wyth Nor'azath uurleyur. Huh."

The newsorc crosses out a title and replaces it with:
"The Mushroom Wagh of Azh Single Day"


[This will definitely be talked about in the Kaktuz Weekli.]

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