A Call to Action | The White Fox

[Crevel 7557]

 

[!] The following letter would be distributed among the noticeboards of cities known to be primarily occupied by humans.

 

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You are Man. Wrought by the imperious fist of the Aengulic. Not a people of your own making, but a malleable one to be twisted and contorted at their whims. You are slaves to reproach from the malignant forces that do not care for you or your needs. You allow yourselves trampled, but you need only to remove yourself from under their boots. Remove yourself from the oppressor, and you will see the world for what it is. Do you not aspire for more? Or is it complacent ignorance that you wish to revel in? If the sky falls, will you see it? Or shall it crush you under its weight?

 

The greatness of Man has come from those who peered beyond the purview that many believed was not possible. Emperors, kings, knights, the common man. Should Man change their intrinsic view of the world, greatness is destined to be achieved.

 

I implore you: take your hands from your eyes and see the fate of Xan. Once thought untouchable yet defeated by a campaign of action. The indolence of supplicants was their downfall, just as it always was and will be for those who follow in the same path. Humanity must unite to undertake the enterprise that is its liberation from the deceitful aengul Eshtael and her patron Raguel. Once their manipulation has been overcome, only then can Humanity begin to realise its potential among its fated peers. Rejecting their machinations is simply not enough, a coordinated action against Eshtael and Raguel must be taken lest they and their supporters wreak havoc on Humanity as has been overheard. Do not forget how Raguel so insistently declared the Seven Skies shut to Humanity despite it being promised by God. He is no ally, he is an obstacle to overcome in Humanity's salvation.

 

The battle against the divine will bring its share of martyrs, but do not capitulate for then all that you have suffered will be for naught. Victory will only be brought to those who have shown they deserve it.

 

 

[King_Kunuk 3022]

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[Digit___ 1226]

Hidden eyes would read the missive, scanning twice more to look at the details. The Enlightened Mind pondered for a moment. He would then hand the missive to his pupil, The Dawnservant ( @BlauRps ).

”Though I see where this White Fox is coming from, I do not believe a battle against Aenguls and possibly slaying them is smart; we have seen what the Death of Janus brought, the Sun still shines it’s crimson hue.” He spoke to his student. “Nor do I see an Aengul of any kind looking up to The Pretender as their patron.” The man added, spitting to get the taste of the last few words he spoke out of his mouth. “Maybe we’ll cross paths with this writer at some point.” The Enlightened Mind would then pick up a mace and faced The Dawnservant with the weapon outstretched.

“Now, back to your training.”

[Jaslaw 602]

"...How convinient the humans realise the fakeness of their hollyness only after the wars are over. Regardless, better late then never. Let us hope for the horrors of the void or whatever they are to bleed in time." Mused the wood elf upone having read text. Shaking his head gently, but glad it was bound to be handled... shall people be reached by this call.