[FATE] THE PACT OF KINGS

[Pallodium 3775]

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In the forlorn arctic, the northern frontier of Aevos belittled by cloud-jutting pines and north-facing moss, a pact had been forged. A contract, from the dreadmonger of dragonsblood to the firstborn effigy of war. Fate had been harkened, in a way that none could have ever predicted- as the first pact of kings in millenia had been forged.

 

The parchment’s original form, blood-etched and brimming with raw maleus, remains entangled within the High Hells- though copies have been forged. All infernal entities, no matter their ilk- demons, warlocks, twisted emperors, or even the lesser devils- and in most macabre fashion, the dragonkin- may have found such copies, carried about the world by a menagerie of twisted creatures and foul imps. For, after all, a contract had been forged.

 

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THE PACT OF KINGS

Of War and Fate

 

THE PACT OF KINGS, stands as the official doctrine of the agreement and deal made

by Siegmund- the Prince of Carrion, and Krodhā- the Prince of Drakaarkin, with those

terms and amendments clearly stated and enforced henceforth, of the pact and effigies.

 

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The Eye Sees

The Hand Acts

Might is Right

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TERM I: Of the Unison of Legions

လ Those infernal courts, legions, and bound drakaarkin beneath Siegmund and Krodhā shall, pursuant to this document’s signing, summarily enter, into a binding deal of unison. Their kindred legions will labour, and march as one, in the defence of another’s forces and territory.

လ Those warriors, warlocks, mages, drakaaric, and infernal entities beneath both Siegmund and Krodhā shall, march under the command of the other as if their writ and mandate was akin to the other’s commands.

လ Those whom fail to follow this term shall be met with swift and instant Expatriation, be it through Severance or Banishment.

 

TERM II: Of the Treatise of Legions

လ Those infernal courts, legions, and bound drakaarkin beneath both Siegmund and Krodhā shall, neither willingly or knowingly attack the other, neither may they attack neutral entities which are housed or given protection by either.

လ Those warriors, warlocks, mages, drakaaric, and infernal entities beneath both Siegmund and Krodhā shall, march under the command of the other as if their writ and mandate was akin to the other’s commands.

လ Those whom fail to follow this term shall be met with swift and instant Expatriation, be it through Severance or Banishment, lest proper reasoning may be shown to Siegmund and Krodhā alike with agreeable reasoning. 

 

TERM III: Of the Contest of Champions

လ Should any disagreement arise between Siegmund and Krodhā, it shall be settled by a Contest of Champions, the entailment of which is detailed within this term.

လ Within the Contest of Champions, Siegmund and Krodhā each may choose a willing champion, allowed to meet the other without interruption and otherwise unharmed by the other side alongside their forces. Within such a duel to the death, the victor will thus serve as resolvement to the conflict.

လ Furthermore, Contest of Champions may be incited by Siegmund and Krodhā in agreement for amusement- or to force the other to do something they willingly wish to not do, following all above terms.

လ Those between Siegmund and Krodhā whom fail to heed this term shall be met with swift and instant Suppression, lest the other willingly waive such a punishment from the betrayer of this term.

 

TERM IV: Of the Neutrality of Territories

လ Those territories, lands, and domains which either Siegmund or Krodhā hold protection over are to remain neutral in all ilks of conflict, lest they need to be defended, protected, rebuilt, or safeguarded- including their denizens and resources.

လ Those territories, lands, and domains may only be no longer treated neutral if they are to be besieged by foreign and calamitous forces or under risk of due harm, in which they shall be protected by the fullest of those infernal courts, legions, and bound drakaarkin beneath both Siegmund and Krodhā.

 

TERM V: Of the Amendment of Contracts

လ Should in any form, any individual party- be they infernal courts, legions, and bound drakaarkin beneath Siegmund or Krodhā, an outside force, or the emperors themselves- seek to amend, alter, or apportion the pact, there are two ways this may be done- by consensus of the emperors, or via a Contest of Champions. 

လ Amendments, alterations, apportionments, and additions made to these terms are solely bound by the fact that they may not alter anything which would be inable to be housed or guaranteed by any party.

 

TERM VI: Of the Punishments of Betrayal

လ Those who violate the terms of the contract, depending on their ilk, origin, or nature are subject to varying levels of punishment, ranging from Expatriation to Suppression, each of the terms defined below. There shall be no punishment of death nor execution if the contract is broken, lest Siegmund and Krodhā come to concurrence on its necessity.

လ Those who are punished with Expatriation will be made subject to the rite of Severance or the rite of Banishment which to their mortal or demonic forms bears a permanent force, either eroding them of their blessing-to-power or sentencing them to an eternity within the High Hells.

လ Those who are punished with Suppression will be made subject to the rite of Severance- which to their unalloyed forms bears no permanent force, yet rather shall suppress their miasma and pyres for twelve years, after which the Suppression shall be unbound.

 

TERM VII: Of the Knowledge of Kings

လ Those pacted emperors- Siegmund and Krodhā alike- shall bear one critical rule between them. There shall be no secrets held from the other, irrevocable and unchangeable.

လ Those unpacted emperors- all foreign twisted kings whom bear no agreement with either- are to be kept in constant check and balance, in order to ensure proper deals are pacted within them all. Other entities may enter the Pact of Kings, so long as they are viewed to be equals by both Siegmund and Krodhā alike, or via a Contest of Champions if a disagreement is held.

လ Those between Siegmund and Krodhā whom fail to heed this term shall be met with swift and instant Suppression, lest the other willingly waive such a punishment from the betrayer of this term.

 

THUS SHALL IT BE SIGNED

Siegmund, the Prince of Carrion

KRODHĀ

 

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[Svyatgoroye 266]

Beyond the distant forests, close to the quill which bound the pact, a certain Auvergnant watched as words had come to bind. A pact between Kings, subject to their subordinates. External yet welcoming, was the woman's smile. She thought to herself, watching those Lordly hands clasp and shake. For how long, would this pact bind? For whom, would be the first to bring it annulled?

 

In the end, she knew better. It mattered not. For the Heavens served, and the heavens gave, a reason for all to be upheld. The Kings would converge, and with this would usher in perhaps a hope for the darkened souls. A union most profane.

 

"Woe unto those, whom have come to laugh at our sorry state. A nudge, shall usher in the march anew. The banners are erected. So shall we all dance in our song. Ringing steel, a hymn most loved."

[Turbo_Dog 3566]

Daal sat on a branch as he swung his feet back and forth. Hung on the branch by him was a macabre piñata of a strung up rabbit. He grinned at the world with his teeth stained red and sweater deeper crimson as the time of infernal fury was coming up. Allies made was a step in the right direction.

[_NotChris 278]

In some far off corner of Braevos, Goibbled, neither daemon nor dragon-kin, had incorrectly reseived a blood-ectched letter. Maybe because they ususally assoicated with those of daemonic nature. Enraged and frustrated that they had been sent ANOTHER long-winded letter, thinking this would of never happened using the tried and true mothed of Hexicanum's Mailbux from years passed. In a hurry, the darkstalker set off for the far north to have choice words with a select few . . . 

 

[MysticalWeasel 910]

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In a desolate church, a symphony of hushed prayers and light are sang out. A warlock in the midst of his craft. The room illuminated by the ambient flames of infernal denizens, and a blasphemous bonfire. Whilst in deep prayer, a pair of footsteps approach the heretical priest. Silently the Zar'ei leans over, giving hushed whispers and holds out a paper.

"WHAT!"

Shouted from the Warlock, his prayer disturbed, as he hastily turns his head over, and grabs the missive. Reading over it, he begins weep blackened blood from his eyes. A subtle smile upon his face as he read of such things. 

"Oh praise be! Such unions shall usher in a new era for those of the infernal arts. Thank you for informing me."

He'd return to his prayers and hushed incantations as he continued his fel weaving, filled with a new vigor and fortitude. A smile gleamed across his face as he wondered to the future of the two covens. 

[Cheese 8880]

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[StingyParrot 1595]

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Reverse mc nato

 

[ProcaPro 557]

A woman looks upon the news with the usual agitation, some hesitance, and no hope. But, still, there is potential in all things.

Perhaps it is time to repair some recently broken bonds, she thinks, setting out to the world from her usual reclusion.

[Venomous_Pup 2978]

Blazen yellow eyes that leak flickers, peer at the missive through a veil of fabric..

Just as she has foreseen..

The Dark United..

"May Chaos take the world."

She whispers in a hushed tone

[Frostdrop1 1843]

In the midst of the chaos, Reinhard missed the details. All was but a background rumble, that calamatous deal. Yet he was overcome, half-dead, struggling to grasp to anything. A squeeze caught his hand, before his swimming, inky vision swept to a familiar face beside him: Asahiko. He smiled and outstretched his other hand, and murmured a soft-spoken assurance.

 

There was comfort in that, until black blood ran from his mouth and the world blurred and the devil woke to the callous reality. 

 

An anguished cry left him, curled on the clinic bed. Grief, hopelessness, spite - all had sunk their fangs in deep, rotting at his very core.

[Werew0lf 24180]

 

 

An elder received the parchment in the middle of his study. Sitting upon a mound of sediment and numerous worn silt tomes, the old, forgotten god elicits an age of war and terror.

 

Promptly, a letter is penned towards somebody.

 

“My brother,” it reads.

 

[Gaja 1311]

 

Somewhere, in his solitude, would a crimson Knight ponder on his meetings with either party. A simplistic conclusion came to that enlightened mind, then:

 

There would be little pity given to the petty and feeble who opposed them.