Caranthir_ 2088 Popular Post Share Posted January 5 A VISION OF MENACE 1958 Whitespire, United Kingdom of Aaun Spoiler [!] A public pamphlet, written in cursive hand, conspicuously drops to the doors of Veletzian leaders, as well as in the heartlands of Covenant nations. @M1919 Gaspard, My brother has told me of how your soldiers assailed a monastery and took people of the cloth hostage. For shame. You claim to know the way of the Lord and yet you bring violence to His door. You feign honour and your blackguards break all codes of chivalry known to man. For you all is a means to an end; you use your soldiers as thugs and common thieves because all you believe in is conquest and terror. You promise eternal glory but neglect your eternal soul. You speak of your mandate to rule us all, but you cannot rule yourself away from the temptation of power. For I have given to you a theatre of virtue, and I have ordered the estates of the world. And you shall be without pretence or conceit, for before the mountain, the ant and the aurochs are equally small.(Virtue 7:6-7) Gaspard, You alone have squandered Heartland unity and, through your wicked lust for power, have soiled its good name for generations. You alone have created, through mediaeval violence, the need for a coalition. You alone deliver your people eternal damnation, through consorting with the faithless and the feckless. You alone have caused the wanton bloodshed turning brother from brother. And we have all too often heard the sad story of those who are taken before their time and left, like vermin, dead on the roads with their possessions robbed. Unquiet graves which call to the ones they leave behind; Canonist souls left in eternal limbo of what could have been. This is Gaspard’s Future; a state of man based on reckless violence. A world held together by legitimised murder. Where might makes right; where scripture is disregarded; where Orc and Ferryman - like Vargengotz and Ishtar prophesied - rule in vicious tandem. Shall I worship the strong man? Shall you worship the tallest among you? No, for the glory of God is not in mere magnitude, but in His fullness and His perfection.(Spirit: 1:15-17) The tyrannical bullies we fight against are radically evil and unspeakably depraved. To us inconceivable, they have shown deliberate willingness to turn away from God and the moral good. As if all the tumult of this long century, from Philip the Third to the present, has taught them nothing. So do not point your finger at us, sulking in your treachery and regicide; purge your own sins, wash your own filth. People of the Covenant, Should the tides of war see us falter at this present junction, take heart and recall that our valleys are deep, our mountains high, our seas wide; and nestled there in those places are the beacons of liberty. Ideas which suffer and survive longer than tyrants do evil. And remember that, even in our unrelenting and transitory world, we may yet fashion institutions and customs which will, in time, create a more beautiful future for our descendants. So too shall we take courage and remember that every dog must have its day. For I have given you the pains of the world, and I have given you their cure. And you shall know the trials of this theatre of virtue, and know that they shall strengthen you.(Virtue 5:7-8) So, Gaspard, mock our kings, burn our churches, invade our monasteries, ransom our families, hold our nuns in chains, but take our lands at your peril. For we will chew you up and spit you out onto the waste-bin of autocracy, for you are but a small man in a large line of tyrants and will one day be gone. Your progenitors, with all their black legions and sacrilegious claims to divinity, could not snuff out the torch of freedom. And, believe you me, they were more capable than you. But why waste paper, which has become your prolific tool in this present war, on your wicked deeds? March on us if you dare. This year or another; it matters not, your scourge must one day end and your league of evil will then scatter in the wind. Live by the sword, ‘Sir’, and die by the sword. So each is given a law unto their kind, and the world is perfected. This is the promise of God to the World, that it shall belong to the virtuous, who love Him. (Auspice 3:16-17) Tristan Adelin de Rennes 62 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crymson 481 Share Posted January 5 Hali tacks this missive above his barracks bunk as well. “Veletz will continue to mewl that we started this war, but then they must’ve believed that their bloodlust would not have consequences.” 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Narthok 9213 Share Posted January 5 2 minutes ago, Crymson said: Hali tacks this missive above his barracks bunk as well. “Veletz will continue to mewl that we started this war, but then they must’ve believed that their bloodlust would not have consequences.” Grommash would wonder who is mewling as he'd return home from the 50th victorious totally unanswered raid, another covenant nation leader dragged in tow. "Have you tried not losing" he'd mutter as the leader who he had captured on at least three separate occasions 'mewled' behind him 27 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crymson 481 Share Posted January 5 Hali wonders if orcish shamans have developed some sort of ventriloquism to participate in conversations miles away. “You love to parade the slaughter of innocents as victories, when you aren’t disavowing your own troops. We’re still ahead in actual battle victories.” 15 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Olox_ 3380 Share Posted January 5 Charlie Alstion, a pious, young Crown Prince of Aaun sat in his chamber praying. He often did that. The Lord of Alba prayed for the health of his fellow Aaunites, for the health of his Royal Household and most importantly for the peace among the canonist realms - eternal one. 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LithiumSedai 4837 Share Posted January 5 Jean de Rennes admired his brother's eloquence and erudition as much as he envied his apparent superior command of the Common tongue. "Back in Agathor, even killers and thieves feared the Lord and sought absolution. These creatures of Aevos strike at priests and condemn their souls to an eternity of suffering alongside Iblees, almost as they had none - as if their bodies were mere puppets and playthings of daemons." 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
spicii 1114 Share Posted January 5 Lucia de Rouen gritted her teeth as eyes scanned tiredly over such a missive. "Your Kings choose when to support GOD and when to abstain in matters of conflict." A stray hand sought out towards her new steed Josefine, of whom she had stolen from a Cardinal. "Let us not forget - you stand by a dwarf that murders innocent Canonist men and call it justice. The last hundreds of years have seen constant war and canonist men dying. YOU do not care for GOD but you choose him now as a motive for your 'cause' whilst holding hands with heathen. I pray on the battlefield that GOD will come to save you." 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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