PEACE AMONG MEN | RIGHTEOUS INDIGNATION

[Onnensr 582]

"I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety."

 

[Birds of perfect white carry aloft to lands near and far scrolls which bore a declaration and plea. In their passing, the scrolls delivered a fragrance of geranium which clung to them.]

 

PEACE AMONG MEN. Where the Darkspawn rise up in their dark legions, the righteous Sons and Daughters of Horen aim their swords at one another in trivial pursuit of gain. Blood is spilt on both sides, and the Darkspawn laugh in their reeking dungeons and putrid caves for they forget that their time shall come. Numendil, Veletz, Petra, Lemonhill, Haense, all of these and more have been victims in only the last Saint’s Month, and yet where is an inquisition? What is done about GASHADOKURO? Nothing. We endear them to assault us in our very homes, on our farms, in our beds and celebrations. Have we so allowed the Paladins of Xan to take care of the Darkspawn threat, we forget it is not their duty alone? Every man, woman, and child has the right to an aurum blade to defend their homes in dire circumstances. Many fine and noble men, taller than the mountains, defended Brasca this other day. To them, every possible commemoration and honor is well deserved. Haensetti, Heartlander, Canonist, Faithless – all joined the fight against evil and triumphed magnificently. GOD BLESS THEE, BLESS THE WARRIOR, but our weapons remain unturned from one another.

I plead for PEACE upon the face of Aevos, now is not the time for petty squabbles! Diplomats and discussion are as sharp as any blade, and leave no orphans and no corpses for the Darkspawn to defile. Leave behind your wrath, and draw upon RIGHTEOUS INDIGNATION at the affront we are faced with! Amass thine armies, thine spies and agents of discretion. Let us to rout the villains from their dwellings, and put them to the radiant cross.

Let us not forget the sacrifice George af Brasca made, who perished in the fighting. He was wounded during the defense of the innocent, giving his life so that others might live. He leaves behind many children, and a loving wife, and a mourning vassal. Have kindness in your hearts for the Petrans in this time, have charity, and for the triumphant Philip Laurent who fought until the last foe was slain. Sir George’s body is still at large. By the relentless, almighty sight of the LORD, might he be found unmolested by dark forces and put to rest in hallowed earth.

And might there be PEACE AMONG MEN once more.



-Father Nerium

[tadabug2000 3506]

Viktoria af Brasca grieves her late husband. Four children, all one year old and under. Two foster children, both all of three. How is she to cope with her beloved gone?

[milkyi 1503]

From within the depths of St. Arpad's crypt, Reverend Mother Oksana lit several candles that night, a personal vigil for the fallen men.

[Turbo_Dog 1433]

9 hours ago, Onnensr said:

GASHADOKURO

“The box and schemes were never enough.”  A small being sneered 

[Yagi_Kamisama 210]

“I do wonder what any X*nnite has done that has been productive to their oh-so ‘noble’ cause.” A creature rasped as they read over the penned message. She prepared to send their own message in the coming days and weeks.

[femurlord 2365]

 

On a sweeping gale, that script blew into an underdark bustling with devils, skeletons and robed cultists. There atop a derelict throne, lingered the crimson, Gashadokuro who had been immersed in the overwhelming ranks of monsters. It laughed.

[Petsch2k 1098]

 

In the depths of a deep cavern, the sound of an undead horde and infernal creatures alike roared. Deadmund would be sitting on a small cliff overseeing the ranks of monsters. It looked up towards his Lord, before reading the parchment. 

 

"Fools. There shall be no peace."