ibleesian 78 Popular Post Share Posted April 23 [!] Missives, one way or another, were distributed, taped over in response to recent ones by one particular Devil. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- To Sermi, The Public, and those of curious disposition; Those who know of my name, know the stain of sin that accompanies it. Murderer, Liar, Betrayer.Laelia Drakon I can not force anyone to see something other than what they want to see. Know this though, that I am not lying. I denounce my affiliation with the Hound's Prince, the White Cat, the Prophet, the Red Prince, with the Eye and it's Pillars. The path of hatred, of the Dark Star, of power and clawing and violence, and turning- I reject it. I choose freedom. Do not use my name for your schemes, for I will have no part in them.It is not too late. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- 41 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rushodan 59 Share Posted April 23 Kiyoshi looks over the missive, large smile forming on his face. "You crazy ***** - you actually did it! I am so proud of you." He murmurs, feeling pride for the cursed child. Maybe there was a shred of good in her after all. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Geckonawa 28 Share Posted April 23 A wood elf sits in her home and enjoys the a spot of jasmine tea. She unfolds the missive into and flattens it out onto the table. "Good for you. No doubt the dog will bark about this one." There was a warmth in her heart from something other than the tea. Perhaps it was the same pride that her brother was feeling wherever he was. Nalara folded the missive carefully and prepared to squirrel it away with her the other letters that were important to her. 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pallodium 480 Share Posted April 23 And 'lo, appended upon one such missive, a fragment of paper bore forth words. Clean text, scrawled forth softly ebbed in ashen hues: Unshackled. »»-------¤-------«« To break free. To break to amends. To break from that which binds. »»-------¤-------«« Unshackled. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Karina 423 Share Posted April 23 Sermi briefly scanned over the missive, laughing to herself. What a clever ploy, she thought. She truly had convinced them. "Ever the snake." She regarded. A letter might yet be penned later, congratulatory. The hardest part of being a good liar was that no one ever believed you, when the time came for trust. Doubt was a hard thing to escape. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TimberBuff 2112 Share Posted April 23 "Weakness pervades her - She abandons." A constant companion to that White Cat, that Mother, seethed. "Perhaps it is some long ruse?" That Cat returned in kind, her own tone amused. "I would see a ruse in an instant." That companion snapped, "She waited until the flame could no longer be brought to her fingertips, and ran off with her little dragon toy." "Awfully rude you're being." A hum, "We shall see just how far she goes." 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Morigung-oog 2367 Share Posted April 23 Word reached a distant 'aheral, who merely nodded in approval of the missive posted and the seemingly sincere words of the elf. ".. Betrayal is in the nature of almost every 'fenn still alive.. Now that you've gotten it out of your system, there may yet be hope for you." Valindra mused, swinging the lorraine which hung from her belt idly, it was time for penance. "Unlikely, though," ---- Spoiler An occultist far off to the north merely nodded their approval while tending to the final resting places of deceased innumerous. Their steeled grasp clasped a copy of that missive, which was promptly cast off into the embers of a nearby fire. "The dog fights her leash, the beast bites her master, the servant defies the deity. Trouble yourself not with the plights of maleficar, child, your destiny has the potential to contribute to something far greater, You foes burn under the flames of the hells, yet the ash endures, the embers of salvation. Perhaps we'll have use for you yet, child of frost and fel-flame." 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tav 1387 Share Posted April 23 Spoiler Caught within the rectangular pupil of an observant man, a moment of discontentment hung in his mind. Peculiar seemed fitting for this scenario; did Laelia sincerely find such weight upon her name dismissible, or was the public eye sent in the midst of a facade? 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
StrongBear 1191 Share Posted April 23 "The one who killed the queen wishes for an escape?" An amused chuckle turn to cackle escapes the former Prince, "Hear that Severn? Ahaha! The chains never break, she'll still end up in the Hells with the rest of us." Haldir utters towards the dead familiar which was nailed to a distant wall, returning to work while dwelling in his own madness. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Itz_Cookie 1735 Share Posted April 23 "With how much she's done? Oh I can't wait to hear the redemption story." Echoed a crowned elfess seated at Numendil's throne, the hall empty besides her and a serpent. "Pathetic, really.." Offered her devilish companion. Spoiler :) 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
sam33497 2829 Share Posted April 23 Silwyn watched the sea surge and recede in idle contemplation. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MunaZaldrizoti 5766 Share Posted April 23 From within her acquired residence in Celia'nor, the eldest sister of that forsaken Drakon sat oblivious to the woes of her relation, or that they even shared blood at all. Instead, she awaited the word of one Ilaria Des'nox, to deliver unto her news that she had been most impatient to hear. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turbo_Dog 1445 Share Posted April 23 Daal cackled, falling to the ground and rolled around in laughter “SAR-RIN SHOULD SHOULD PAY GIVE MORE RAKKIR YUM YUMS! KEEP KEEP ALLY THINGS THAT WAY WAY!” 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UnBaed 8967 Share Posted April 23 Ilaria watched as the rains rinsed away her indigo tattoos; the designs she'd always adorned her good arm with, a practice she's kept up since she was just a child desperate for distractions. Now the process of inking was more grounding, assuring; symbolic and personal. Her patterns faded and washed away into nothing, leaving that lavender arm bare. When the storm passed, she took up her brush and dipped its bristles into the ink. Something new would replace the old, and be all the more beautiful upon that arm. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Xarkly 12716 Share Posted April 23 That which is wrought by your own hands cannot be denounced. If it is true freedom you seek, then you must repent for what you have done. I will await you in New Valdev. You have three Saint's Days, or our hunt will resume. The magic with which you hide is known. Your hideout is known. Your mortal allies are known. Three days. 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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