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ESHTAEL’S INQUISITION

Issued at Year 145 of the Second Age

 


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Our most serene balance has been tipped without hesitation of the enemy. Regardless of our more peaceful efforts to cleanse our city of darkspawn, xionists and the vampiric to ward them from the city by laying down aurum lines at every bridge and gate. With our most serene city and requiring testing for both darkspawn and vampirism to acquire a property while being hunted by our constructs for their corruption, it is beyond our council why our very own citizens and vassals invite these pests to reside in our state.

Change needs to happen.

DETECTION OF THE VILE


Every person within our state is subject to a standardized spook test such as those we perform to acquire properties, performed with an aurum dagger and a pouch of salt, this shall cover the majority of darkspawn, However, I will make one addition to this test: exposure to the heat of a torch becomes necessity to detect an entirely new threat, which was made apparent from my visits to The Commonwealth of the Petra.

Reactions will be as follows:

Aurum shall make darkspawn uneasy and take increased pain from it.
Salt upon freshly spilt vampire blood shall boil it.
The heat of a torch shall melt the skin of the people made of ice.

Xionists, however, are harder to detect as they are folk without a religion and harbor an extreme hate towards Aenguls and the creator. We shall operate based on word of mouth and put all accused to trial and search their property for further evidence that makes us believe beyond a reasonable doubt that they are with this group.

Due to the severity of the situation, all who are proven to belong to these groups shall be put down by the blade after receiving their last rites.

 

ON THOSE WHO AID THE VILE


Every person affiliated to these groups and those who harbor them shall receive a lesser punishment unless warranted otherwise. Their dominant arm shall be taken and capped off with steel embedded into the bone. The removal of these caps shall be considered criminal and remove the thumbs of the one doing so.

All who are found to aid or harbor the vile shall be publicly shamed and exposed for their actions.

To encourage those who house the vile to repent for their sins, any person who comes forth and tells us of the one they harbor and what they are shall be spared from punishment.


 

THE VILE THAT TRY TO HIDE


To the vile that try to hide, do not. Expose yourself and make it easier for us all or leave the city as soon as you are done reading this. We are determined to cleanse our territories of all Xionists, Vampiric folk, Ice People, Undead and Darkspawn.



ETERNAL WE STAND, ESHTAEL KEEPS BALANCE

 

 


signed,

 

The Silver Lubba




 

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Medea would be in her office when her owl flew through her open window with the letter. She placed down her work before taking the letter and reading it. A sour look rested on her face before she smiled. Standing up, she turned to her window and looked out at her barony below, "And so the chaos begins."

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A dark elf thinks deeply about how they’d even get away with putting a blowtorch on someone’s skin without giving innocent people wounds.

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Just now, Diogen said:

Naele is glad she’s not a darkspawn.

Ava is glad she doesn't support darkspawns.

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"Nerd." answered the An-Gho to Mika before the latter began speaking in Metamorphosis (Sped Up) by INTERWORLD

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Ardromiath read over the imposing missive. "We are determined to cleanse our territories of all Xionists, Vampiric folk, Ice People, Undead and Darkspawn..." He repeated from the page, before tapping his draconic horns. "I'm glad that doesn't apply to me!"

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The man in the blue coat stares at the missive for a few moments, reading the words over an over. After a few moments, he sighs. He shakes his head, muttering something under his breath.

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"But.. their population will cease to exist.." An Azdrazi spoke to himself like a totally normal guy.

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Under threat of paper and spoken word, did those scorned individuals flee. Gathering what belongings could fit in hand and sack, and taking to the street under shroud of darkness, with darkened hood and cloak to provide second layer of secrecy and comfort.
Under night's unbiased and protective watch, did those now with few options left decide to abandon home, with fresh goods still in pantries and letters unopened on porch.
Eyes meeting in low lamp light, no words to say as they join hand and walk swift, their thoughts communicated simply and without needing a voice.

Lurin wakes to a morning of... less. The streets feel slightly more empty.

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