TOTAL MOGGICIDE

[_RoyalCrafter_ 5285]

 

 

 

ISSUED BY:

THE GRAND DUKE

ON:

6th, Owyn’s Light, 199 S.A

 

 

The truth that was obscured to me about the nature of the Mogg has been illuminated to me. In my fear and inexperience, I had not seen the obvious, but I shall right my wrongs.

 

The House of Mogg is henceforth expelled, and all members found within Silasia shall be EXTERMINATED, and any remnants labelled our enemy.

 

I submit myself to repentance for my ignorance in unearthing these vermin and reopening old wounds of war and vow to eradicate all bandits within our borders. Those who submit to our efforts shall be criminally trialled and submitted to the church for repentance as well.

 

We promise you the capture and delivery of the Head of the Mogg, to be submitted to religious trial.

 

May The Lord deliver me my repentance, and our neighbours and other Canonist Princess grant me forgiveness. The dread of failing my generational duty to the weefolk made me stubborn in the acceptance of these marauders.

 

In speaking of such duty, the Silasian people are oath bound perhaps to a fault, for we believe the violation of an oath to someone is wicked.

 

We acknowledge the waywardness of the Weefolk, however, they granted us a home and supported us in times of famine, plague and darkspawn incursion. And as such we do not wish to act like the ingrate and thankless bandits we erred to host.

 

Thus we beseech thee to allow us one opportunity to defend the weefolk, so that we may stand as oath keepers.

Or grant us Absolution in the case that we are unable to meet our vow,  in which then we shall also abandon the title of Protector of the Weefolk.

 

I kneel in front of the Lord, as a sovereign Ruler who has erred, and beg repentance and salvation for myself so that I may lead my people with virtuous guidance.

 

 

I give personal thanks to Adelmar von Kanunsburg for giving me a personal account of the cruelty of the Moggs, which has allowed me to right these wrongs.

 

 

Signed,

His Serene Highness, Arturas Miklos Whitewood,

Grand Duke of Silasia, Marquis of Lotusgrad, Baron of Lilenburg Blackwell and Swan’s Keep, Lord of the Peaks, Protector of the Weefolk.

[cadazio 2105]

Hyper-Acolyte-Structural-Engineer-in-Training-of-the-Horen-Temple Jacques (Auclair), who boasts the miraculous ability to project his thoughts and ideas into the mind of any prospective reader of a missive at will, broadcasts a quip of a forum-commenting degree in a two hundred thousand mile radius.

 

"Cool stuff ! ☺" 

[framalam 837]

"G-D BE GOOD!!!!!!!" cried a rapidly thinning man in his cell.

Edited September 19, 2024 by framalam

[tadabug2000 4918]

"DIOS works in mysterious ways and yet is all to His plan," so remarked the young Monarch of Hyspia. She wondered then, what shall happen next? Only DIOS would know!

[Jaslaw 602]

"Shame. Less men right infront of the wartime." *Clicked his tongue a wood elf which was not too found of the decision. Yet in the end he bobed his head* "Perhaps aaun will not send a few trops that they posses over. That much is good, even if I doubth it will be of matter seeing Aauns lack of training and manpower as a whole. Time will tell."

[Haseroth 1740]

1 hour ago, Jaslaw said:

"Shame. Less men right infront of the wartime." *Clicked his tongue a wood elf which was not too found of the decision. Yet in the end he bobed his head* "Perhaps aaun will not send a few trops that they posses over. That much is good, even if I doubth it will be of matter seeing Aauns lack of training and manpower as a whole. Time will tell."

"What the **** are you talking about." Asked sigmar who stared at the obviously delusional elf.