HIGH_FIRE 4169 Share Posted February 14, 2023 Wanted by the Crown An announcement from the Crown Of Balian Thrice has the Kingdom of Balian been attacked by an unknown person and their entourage of darkspawn, harming our people, causing outbreaks of illnesses and destroying property of Atrus. This individual has proven themself dangerous and aggressive, unrelenting in their attacks, as such they are to be arrested on sight for a summary judgement and execution by any Duana Member, His Majesty or the Crown Prince. The person wanted holds the following description: An unknown entity, wearing a very dark armour set, with a grill-style helmet, red shoulder cape and red tassel from the helm (Previously a light blue cape and tassel). AD GLORIAM DEI, HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Alexander I, by the Grace of GOD, King of Balian, Viscount of Eflen and Anatis, Baron of Brucca, Valens, Malenos and Ciavola, Lord of Atrus and Monterosa, Prince of the Holy Orenian Empire, Protector of the Heartlanders and Protector of the South, etcetera HIS ROYAL EXCELLENCY, Ledicort Vuiller, Amiratus of the Kingdom of Balian, Lord Seneschal of the Crown and Chief Minister of the Duana. 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Roguechaotic 263 Share Posted February 14, 2023 A lone figure in dark armor with bits of red simply watches and waits among each and every settlement, waiting for its next display...who would be next? 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AmericanSniper52 225 Share Posted February 15, 2023 "The bastard's name is bel" a wood elf said as he read the missive brought by a courier. The elf carried an empty scabbard, a reminder of something lost to the monster underneath that armor. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChaoticRoller 591 Share Posted February 15, 2023 Ponders to himself in silence "Could it be? No it can't" He says carressing his non-existing beard after thinking once more. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TreeSmoothie 5049 Share Posted February 15, 2023 A necrolyte cackled to themselves, stygian embers flowing like water around either palm as they tore flesh from bone with their very teeth, the cadaver before them torn in twain. The Harbinger of Pestilence hungered: soon, it would join its brethren. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SlitheryC1 493 Share Posted February 15, 2023 (edited) Another dark-armored figure grumbled at the missive, furrowing their brows beneath their helm as he tore the missive from it's post- crumpling up the paper and tossing it to the side. "...I've been ripped off... How dare they!" Edited February 15, 2023 by SlitheryC1 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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