Hark, for cometh our new Herald.

[Karina 1882]

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Missives were distributed in and around the port held by Murkwater, and similarly in Lumbridge.
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TO ALL WHO HEED the call of Xion. To all who visit the Port. We have suffered a great loss. The Red Lich was kind enough to spread word of this for us. But Murkwater does not stop with one missing. Our Faith of Capital is one that abounds regardless who is there to speak. 

In the absence of Kryndomere, a vacant seat has appeared. Until such time as the Gravelord is returned to us, the one known as TUVARRN shall serve as the interim HERALD OF UMBRAGE. He has constantly striven to innovate, and boundless ambition has brought him this far. Trusted by Kryndomere, he shall come to handle mortal affairs that end up in front of the throne. 

Yet, when he last spoke to me; the Gravelord spoke of the Immaculate. How mortality alone was not enough to express Umbrage. How Vivecs wise words rang true in his skull. Because of this, and to honor the last wishes we had exchanged: I, O’zen'jkastum, chosen of Mordring, shall take up a mantle at Tuvarrns side. To handle matters of the immortal, and the departed.

The road to our recovery is long, but the dead do not die so easily. 

For those who would contest this claim: I ask. Where were you, when our Gravelord was taken? What have you done for the benefit of yourself and others? If you would persist in this foolish attempt to strike at unity. To strike at our best chance to recover what was lost. Consider, who are you truly helping? When it is time, for your claim to be tested, we will not be so forgiving. 

Hail the Black Sun, for its Light Guides. 
 

[Laeonathan 5889]

"Isn't that guy Ibleesian too?" Wondered a Celian Footsoldier Iheiuh, "So he at least said, before he was slain in Celia'nor. Odd- are they Ibleesians or Xionists? They ought to decide." Thus he the pious elf went back to prayer.

[Perkins 167]

The Boar hears of the news, a boar-like grunt resounding from within his helmet. "How can lat appoint latself Regent when de Lord is gone? De Commanders are de ones to take Regency, drop de title immediately or lat shall meet with dire consequences."

[Xarkly 17299]

Villorik of the White Comet watched.

 

Villorik of the White Comet waited.

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

The beast snarls as it looks over the writing. The Red Lich need not concern himself with embers.

"May your woes be many, and your days few."

[_NotChris 278]

“Box dem too!” Cried a skeletal goblin clad in chainmail. 

[satin 7600]

9 minutes ago, ThatFunkyBunch said:

The beast snarls as it looks over the writing. The Red Lich need not concern himself with embers.

"May your woes be many, and your days few."

 

Spoiler

Gabriel voiced by Gianni Matragrano from Ultrakill made by Hakita reference

 

[graveyard_bones 213]

Tuvarrn reads the missive over - brows curl inward, something akin to disappointment clear on his visage as stress piles unto his shoulders forevermore. For he is a moral, he does not come close to touching the rift dividing life and death. He is a descendant, he is human.

 

Claiming the title of Herald of Umbrage would prove to be a mistake; he sets off to find O'zen.

[Xergarok 811]

A life-long shepherd came upon the missive as he watched 'peace' return to the port. "Despite the blessings the King Beneath has allegedly bestowed upon them, I do not think they understand the implications of their words... This is not some political position to fill, nor some mantle to be picked up. It is the mantle. One of four. Never have I had reason to question candidates claiming the role of Herald, but at this rate the very concept will become hollow and devoid of meaning..." He said, arguing with his two eternally ethereal companions. "They should let this Tuvarnn lead them, but filling in for their leader is a poor claim to this title. Unless they intend to take it for themselves, not expecting him to return... A clever plot, in that case..." 

[Mescaffier 6197]

A decaying figure, spurred back awake for that short time, squinted at the missive. "Claiming one of four thrones for yourself . . . these Xionist youth know nothing. Only infighting will come," that Necrolyte spat, already beginning to wade back into their slumber.

[femurlord 3751]

Gashadokuro haunts the North, word of succession drawing it to the hunt.

 

Spoiler

 

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Barrowlord Fornotos, the Herald of Strife shook their head, exhaling that of a ghastly sigh as the missive reached their desk. A simple response was posted in turn.

 

"That title is not yours to give. We advise that you learn your place."

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

An Inferi stares down at the two captive skulls in the throne room. 

 

 

"I could get use to a talking throne. This is fun."

[Karina 1882]

15 minutes ago, ThatFunkyBunch said:

An Inferi stares down at the two captive skulls in the throne room. 

 

 

"I could get use to a talking throne. This is fun."

One of the talking skulls starts babbling on about economic and cosmic theory. Relating how subtle changes in the void and the veil are actually responsible for the tax rates in Lurin. 

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

1 hour ago, Karina said:

One of the talking skulls starts babbling on about economic and cosmic theory. Relating how subtle changes in the void and the veil are actually responsible for the tax rates in Lurin. 

 

 

"So what your saying is these vielwatcher hike up a convince tax by saying the void has activity in it? Brilliant. How's their supply of anti aging cream? It worked well in Haense."