To the Lord in the Sand Walls: From: An Azulyte Odurex

[ThatFunkyBunch 2066]

TO THE BRAVE PHARAOH
 

Spoiler

 

WE BEHOLD UPON YOU, A SIMPLE MESSAGE. COME, WITH ONLY THREE OF YOUR NUMBER. COME BEARING GIFTS. 

1: YOU WILL SUBMIT A PUBLIC MISSIVE, STATING THE LORDS OF YOUR LAND. THE SO CALLED PRIMARCH OF MAEHR HAS FAILED YOU. THAT THEY CANNOT PROTECT THOSE UPON THEIR LANDS. 

2: YOU WILL CREATE AN IDOL FOR AZUL, AND BRING IT WITH YOU TO FACE US. 

3: YOU WILL BRING, THREE BOTTLES OF BLOOD WITH YOU. 

IF OUR DEMANDS ARE NOT MET, DEATH SHANT BE YOUR PEOPLES FATE. OH NO, DEAR PHARAOH. WE WILL CORRUPT THE SOUL. TURN THEM UNDEAD OR INFERNAL. BUT LET IT BE KNOWN THAT WE OF AZUL HONOR OUR DEALS UNLIKE THE LUARANYTES. 

DEATH TO THE BLINDING RADIANCE. LUARA SHALL FALL LIKE METZTLI FELL. 

A map is detailed showing the location for the Pharaoh to go. 

X:3045.693
Y:217
Z:3118.268

[SteppeNomad 1552]

"Drown them in water! They fear! That is why they run! That is why they hide! For they cannot face the pure water! They WRETCH at the mere thought of what is pure and beautiful!"

Beautiful Pamphilos does not negotiate with terrorists! Baring polished bronze against all foes of his LADS! Near, or distant of Gleaming SULIANPOLI!

[Boknice275 1188]

"There will be no negotiations," Pharaoh Atemu-Ta said as he polishes his Khopesh, preparing for the incoming battle, "only wrath for those who defile Ka'tau."

 

 

[Zemzy_Oakheart 167]

Ney'La's nerves bristled in frustration not only with her sluggishness in being so close to catching her neighbor before the scoundrels cowardly rushed away, but kicking herself more than before in the lack of her work upon the city's wall structure.

 

"Ah' won't let 'em run away again...." The farfolk farmer muttered to herself as she gritted her teeth, a newly acquired blade in hand as she kept her trusty farmer's hoe strapped to her back as a backup, "..Those cowardly buggers will know the wrath of the fields when ah'm done with 'em!!!!"