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WHERE I AM NOW

Issued at Year 204 of the Second Age

 


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With the fall of Lurin and the establishment of The Republic of Salvo, I have decided to move away from conflict in the east to give my family and friends space once more. I have released my lands back to Salvo and will never hold claim to those or any ex-Lurinite soil again. I do however retain my Cerulite title as The Republic of Salvo will have no need for feudal titles as I had agreed with a few members of their republic.

 

I was offered to stay within my lands under the agreement to pay tax and to be baptized into canondom, which very few of seek to reason with me or wish to hear of me when the current dominant scripture has no place for tolerance even if I were to agree. An Eshtaelite worships the creator and chooses either Tahariae or Eshtael as their patron and mission, as to take an aengul’s word over that of the creator would be a great heresy.

 

Now that I once more rule my own lands under a most benevolent overlord, I can decide who enters and who is left out in the cold. With this change in dynamics, I no longer accept the presence of degenerates who value immoralities over rational thought and those who persist will be strung from my walls as a warning to others. Even Lurinites who have sworn their loyalty to the nation will be held accountable in the same manner as their loyalty may still be to the tarnished lubba.

 

Conflict has made me weary, I seek retirement on my own terms and I have found it within these lands.

 

Seek me if you wish, keep your blade sheathed.


ETERNAL WE MARCH

 

 


signed,

 

Marq Mika “The Resourceful” Anarion,
Marq of The March of Cerulia, Founder of Cerulia, Head Merchant of the Cerulite Trading Company





 

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A lone 'ker didn't take but two seconds to read the missive instead his optics drifted about the page until finally, they landed on the name of a city "Now i know where i'm moving" without hesitation the 'ker folded the missive carefully and murmured "A mistake it was to let someone else control the wheel but we all make mistakes" 

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"And so the cycle is complete once more; just as I had lead mine people into your lands, yours now comes to mine in seek of home," Raziel laughed then at the irony of such. "Welcome, old friend of me and my people."

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