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Far underground, in the most un-secret of bases, a necromancer's eyes went wide "No! NO! Just when I leave, something finally happens!" he wailed, and began to bustle around and look for pen and paper, to write to his happenings dealer, they were all in.

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“Who among us can say that they have NEVER committed actions warranting of an excommunication?” Philip III asks his family as they dine together in the afterlife, news of the possible retroactive excommunication of Karl IV being the topic of that dinner’s discussion. 

 

“ALL OF US!” They scream in unison, save Anastasia

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2 minutes ago, Nectorist said:

“Who among us can say that they have NEVER committed actions warranting of an excommunication?” Philip III asks his family as they dine together in the afterlife, news of the possible retroactive excommunication of Karl IV being the topic of that dinner’s discussion. 

 

“ALL OF US!” They scream in unison, save Anastasia


One of the daughters of the late Emperor glanced between her siblings in the afterlife. She made a so-so motion as she gestured between herself, Peter, and Frederick. 

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Charles II perks a brow in his exile, utterly confused.

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A long dead soul of a holy warrior illuminates with light in whatever cosmos it found itself in. 

Torn between supporting Canon Supreme Authority and alleviating the nation from which it hailed from. Dwelling upon actions it had done in the past for the former, it prays for a clearer path ahead.

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Beaumont, a traveling monk of the Canonist Faith, looks upon the missive he found on the ground somewhere in confusion.

 

"The Owynist Deepstate... Almighty Lord, when will it end-- They'll remove every secular Kingdom out of power, just to replace them with do-nothing brutish mongrel-kingdoms."

 

He sighs, turning to no one. He ends up pocketing the missive.

 

"Caesaropapism and its consequences, I suppose."

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Cornelius Fellowmere sat at the table within his home on the Isle of Fellowmere Rock, the Captain reading over the decree with a firm nod of agreement, though combined with a mild worried look toward his western window. “Hrmmm - I deeply hope those whose tribe is addressed shall find wisdom and faith in their hearts, lest they turn to rage against the light, becoming the very darkness that all of us, even they so very dread. . .” The Steward-General stood up, going to lock his door before stepping back to the table, “Brother has a key, he will be fine” he assured himself before reclining again to smoke his pipe.

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The perpetual consciousness of the being that called itself Aesingyr stirred behind youthful eyes.

 

The vessel, idly watching the sheep as they grazed on the slopes beyond Vjardengrad, narrowed his eyes as the wind stirred his straw-coloured tresses. He did not know the sensation that writhed inside him; he could not distil the ancient emotions that were not his own.

 

In the end, it left him with only a sobering thought.

 

Ye who only destroy will never be worthy of creation.

Ye who only hate will never be worthy of love.

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"This is crazy," said Conrad of Corwinsburg when pressed for a comment by the curious customers of Alstreim Ventures & Steel. "It has never been crazier than it is right now."

 

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big moves from nooblius

excomm after the metaplay ban, so honourable and wise

 

Spoiler

I was both at the meeting and actively RP a robot character, and if you want to post non rp to the rp post you should also stick it in a spoiler :)

 

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The aengelic saint observed the parchment, it twisted in his hand, "Oh, Sigmar, my righteous child,"

 

His vessel erupted with four white-feathered wings, bursting aflame. The Archaengul took to the skies, leaving thunderous tremors to rip through the clouds.

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