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A Warning to All - The Dragon Flies


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Issued on the 24th of Helious’s Welcome, 37th Sun’s Year  | 16th Amber’s Cold, 119 Fox Age

 

[!] The Missive would be sent to all nations and a personal letter to the Kings, Princess and Leaders of the Atrus Covenant

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[!] A depiction of A dragon would be sketched on the page 

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Citizen of Almaris, a great threat has been released upon the earth. Fire and Fury has descended upon the West, A dragon roused from its slumber now soars, It wishes to devour the descendants of the West, it wishes for blood, flesh, and bone. In return, it shall be met with Iron, Sword, and Bow. Let this be a warning to all And to the Atrus Covenant, Our time nears. Prepare your bolts, and your canons, and pray to your gods, we shall emerge victorious or we shall not emerge at all. Remember, A house divided can not stand.

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Signed,

His Serene Highness, Jarad Munnel, Ac’Luxz of Helious, Taur and Ruke of Alterk, and Lunderia, Magin of Vali’mae, Co’tr of Voclia, Cond’pos of Oblen, Vaton of Achyae & Sievis, Gin of Sen’nyor, Patriarch of Munnel, Ac’Luxz of the Mali’Solaril

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[!] In the depths of the forge. The ker no doubt took the missive from one of his escorts, one paniced at the thought of what was made. Before he was simply dismissed. The kers tail flicked, as he saw the sketch of the dragon. 

"So, cloudbreaker wasnt enough, but now we have a real challange has arose. First it was azdromoth, now a three headed wannabe?" A loud laugh echoed in the large forge. Before his eyes settled to his creation in progress. "Another time to prep for a glourious hunt. I call dibs on one of them heads, would fit niceleh on mah ship!"The ker said with a smile, Already getting prepared for the battle to come! Though once more the sounds of hammering begun again as soft mixes of light eminated in the lonely forge. "To arms My brothers, we defeated something that had been considered immortal! and had slain Azdromoths child when he sacked Elveness! Let us see if three heads make a bloody difference!"

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Ember stroke her belly as she looked down 

 

“I pray your arrival will be a swift one my ochem’ii

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The young druid reads the missive with a frown etched into his features, leaving it on his table to show later to friends and family alike. 

"This con'inen' shall fall soon, I wish tha cycle would break... Bu' alas, iheiuhii narne narneyem'ehya... I 'ope we will nae fall easily, per'aps Almaris may be preserved."

But, despite his optimistic words, Fal'leon sits down with a solemn huff, and ponders if such is even possible.

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"... I've defeated godlike druidic entities, sealed voidal tears, purged voidal horrors and walked through their realm, killed hordes of demonkin... And now there's a bloody dragon?"

 

An exasperated elven veteran sneered as the news reached her from the comfort of her Celia'norian palace quarters, her features quickly contorting into a scowl.

 

"Sorry, all. You're on your own this time. Maybe your Ass-pects will save you or something."

 

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Naith read the words on the paper once, twice, three times. The expression upon the ker's face was pinched; first with ridicule, then a growing concern that ate away at the strength of their grip.

 

"..It's high time that I return home. At once."

 

The paper fluttered to settle upon the floorboards of the quiet tavern. The door slammed, and off they went.

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“Shame I won’t be able to get knowledge from it. A dragon that speaks common is rare” A sleepy dark dwarf mumbled as he stared at his own sketch of the massive eye before falling asleep at his desk

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Kor'garr the Clanless looks over the announcement as it is unfurled from the leg of a Krugmarian Courier Hawk. First his pinched crimson eyes and furrowed single thick brow express concern. The grey orc reads further. Befuddlement. The paper seems much less... dramatic, than he thought it would be. Finally an expression of cheerful relief. 

"Zumtyng zympul tu Klomp, wyth nub bluudy politikz. VYNULLI!" The skriptgoth runs out of his tower, voice booming with mirthful laughter from his large handlebar 'stache as the short news-orc lets out a single VERY LOUD announcement rippling through the air of San'Velku...

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

 

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Did any of you think this somehow won't get mentioned in the next Kaktuz Weekli?

 

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"By GOD," Arthur Gant muttered to himself. The page signed the Hussariyan over his breastplate, knowing something truly nefarious was to come...

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A servant of the Azdrazi looks at the paper and says, "**** me, even when we behave ourselves the descendants find some way to piss off a... three headed dragon, by the looks of it. At this point, why should I bother? They cause their own problems concerning dragons without us. I give up."

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Albert Salvian was perturbed, for the beast he had bore witness to all those years ago had at last freed itself from its bonds.
"Such a terror cannot be allowed to roam free across the realm. I will ride to Amaethea; they shall have my sword and lance in these trying times."

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Markward Orino acknowledges the drawing of the dragon, nodding to his thoughts before mumbling out loud:

"What nice work, wish I would be as skilled to draw like this" he then hummed "Maybe I should show someone else who , might like it!"

and so he went on about his day like there was no danger at all.

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"Another one?!" Yvian would look daft at the missive "GOTT Ich nicht know if Ich can fight another one.... again..." he'd comment wearily, recalling Cloudbreaker.

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