LEMONS NOT ORAN(GES); the Second Attack on Lemon Hill

[MapleSunflower 1889]

Queen Kathryn of Balian read the missive before suddenly feeling the urge to sneeze. "ACHOO!"

 

She blows her nose with the missive. 

 

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Been there done that. ANYWAYS, been really enjoying Monster Hunter: Wilds lately, drop your favorite monster below. 

[Nooblius 7965]

49 minutes ago, Nooblius said:

THEREFORE in the judgement of the Curia, with the counsel of Saint Aengul Raguel

 

4 minutes ago, Kaii said:

Though I'm pretty sure that guy doesn't have the power to excommunicate all the Princes.

 

5 minutes ago, Wavey said:

"How are you excommunicating people without the will of the High Pontiff. Anorhil. Would you coronate yourself too?"

 

Anorhil contemplates that this war, the HYPERWAR, was ultimately about Spirit; about Wisdom and Ignorance. He had truthfully many concerns about his own conduct, and greatly feared for his soul after the whole endeavor. This scholar's greatest comfort was that his studies of history and the faith, and he was inspired with conviction by virtue of his reading comprehension and words-per-minute.

[Clone_Fives 75]

An adunic ranger camped in an unnamed forest paused from gathering her things in preparation to ride out to the coming battle to read a letter. The ranger then breathed a long sigh as she finished reading the letter. The Covenant had now sadly sent the most temperate man she knew into rage, she then shook her head and continued her preparations for the battle ahead

[JoshBright 3014]

56 minutes ago, Nooblius said:

With penance declared,

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voluntary self-punishment inflicted as an outward expression of repentance for having done wrong.

 

[Wavey 2568]

2 hours ago, Nooblius said:

 

 

 

Anorhil contemplates that this war, the HYPERWAR, was ultimately about Spirit; about Wisdom and Ignorance. He had truthfully many concerns about his own conduct, and greatly feared for his soul after the whole endeavor. This scholar's greatest comfort was that his studies of history and the faith, and he was inspired with conviction by virtue of his reading comprehension and words-per-minute.

Ivan laments the fact that all of this could be done now with the consent of a curia and counsel from a so-called aengul; For the precedents and values set forth by Evaristus and Clement did not matter anymore. Perhaps the Chair of Saint Daniel is not needed anymore, according to Anorhil's philosophies. Was this an issue of reading comprehension and semantics? Or of a harrenite king's pride? 

"What is the saying that the Rhenyari and Qalasheen use? Ah yes. 'Beware the Munafiq.'"

[Phoebe202 1057]

Upon hearing word of what had transpired, Alicent, daughter of the dearly-departed prince Thorin, began to weep upon the steps of her father's pyre.

Wiping her dripping nose, the girl cried out a prayer in the dead of night:

"Mister Raguel! Please, please..." Her voice drifted to nothingness as she cried herself to sleep once more.

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

Estevot sat on a tree in the Vale, his family all asleep. He stares out at the stars, taking in the beauty of the cosmos in search of comfort from the horrors he was witnessing here on the earth. His closed his eyes, and all he saw was a world on fire. The face of the child the Orcs killed from Hyspia, the sight of Thalien's mad face as he burned him alive outside Balian's gates, the crying of children who were witnessing their homes and livelihoods destroyed because of a war started in the name of GOD, but not His will. 

It was insanity. It was cruel. It was wrong. He felt hate in his heart, and he felt sick to his stomach feeling it, because he knew there were people on the other side who were suffering just as much from this war, a war they were dragged into against their will. A war some of them know will kill family and friends they know for daring to stand up and do the right thing, even when it was hard. Even if it may kill them.

So Estevot prayed. And he recited a verse from the Scroll of Spirit, not knowing that around the world, there were probably hundreds, thousands of people on both sides of the war, reciting verses from the same scroll. But this verse was one that he felt matched this war the most. A verse for the Jorenites, yet now the very people who idolized Owyn were the ones who needed to hear it the most, while they were abandoning reason for madness in extermination of the Jorenites and all who dared to say "Your faith does not excuse your sins, we will not affront GOD by serving your will over His."

 

"3 Verily, brother, the Lord GOD spoke the Virtue to Horen. 4 And verily you are commended for your virtue in defense of man, for indeed your own king kept me from death.

5 But while you preserve the kingdom of man, the kingdom of GOD languishes.

6 The Lord is the Lord GOD without peer, but you have failed in your defense of His word. 7 Indeed, your own brothers mingle the word of lesser beings among His, and lapse in His commands for favor of new and foreign ways. 

8 This is a sin of great heedlessness, for the Word of GOD lasts into the eve of the world, and the fruit of virtue cannot rot. 9 Whatever the Lord GOD spoke, the Lord GOD spoke indeed. 10 His word is not abrogated, never annulled.

11 So I find that you are strict in your arms, but lax in your prayers. But to pray is to gird the spirit. 12 The hand of GOD is the greatest weapon to bear, and His word is the paramount strategy.

13 There can be no laxity in faith for any reason, not war nor peace, not wealth nor poverty. 14 The Lord lasts through all adversities, for He is their source and their remedy—without Him, they are uncured.

15 Verily brother, the Lord GOD is the eternal GOD, and he gives no exception to holiness. 16 His word is the lasting word, and it is the only Virtue."

 

Estevot sighed. "In the name of Our Lord, Amen." He opened his eyes, and the glow of sunrise came. But Estevot couldn't see it. All he saw now was the world on fire.

Edited March 29, 2025 by Ryfin Chany
Clarification

[MrMojoMordor 2413]

"There'z been Six? raidz ihn da entier war. 5 by Holy League, 1 by Horenic Covenant if mi rekall korrektly." the goblin ponders over the missive & rips the bong in the Vale."Wit simple calculations, hazn't da Holy League killed 5x more innocents?"

[Terry 2680]

“Whether we win or we lose this war, there shall never again be unity under this temple, beneath our lord, GODAN…” Sighed an elder Ruthern, as his eyes scanned the missive.

 

”Unite, niet fracture. Hard to believe paranoia and a borsa’s misdeeds got us to this, an excommunication for every other Canonist Prince.” He then shook his head, placing the missive aside, his gaze then traveling to his set of armor. 

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Hart had read over the missive several times.

He didn't agree with the churches views on the war. He didn't agree with a great deal of choices the church had made.
However he did feel a certain somberness for them, in the pain of their grounds being desecrated. But didn't they know all bets were off in war?
No one was perfect, as god decreed with their creation. Only he was. This war was a challenge for all of them. They were all being tested, all being put forth to show their faith.

All he knew for certain is that lines were being crossed and it was only a matter of time before one side or the other did something truly damning that would make the world fall silent. Hart could only pray that such time was far off and not on the morrow.

[JoshBright 3014]

2 hours ago, Nooblius said:

THEREFORE in the judgement of the Curia, with the counsel of Saint Aengul Raguel it is declared that ALL PRINCES of the FALSE COVENANT are observed to be in a state of EXCOMMUNICATION; for they have lost any dignified excuse for their prosecution of war against the Temple, and plainly now are at war against the Priesthood for the sake of enthroned secular power.

 

The royal dignity afforded to these crowns, especially those which remain unconsecrated and without coronation, is REVOKED; entered into abeyance or demotion until further notice. The princes are to REPENT POST HASTE for the sake of their salvation, and for the sake of their tribes which they continue to put at risk just to defend their EGO. All oaths of loyalty to princes and powers are DISSOLVED, for the fealty to the KING of FLAME, the LORD GOD is greater. Seek out by letter or audience the Seneschal if you seek to exit from the war.

"I do not believe the king of Numendil has the authority to dissolve oaths for other nations, nor he is the high pontiff of the acting head of faith therefor he can not declare someone excommunicated. Very very odd that he is trying to be both a king and a priests, Guess he really wants to be emperor of Haense, what an odd fellow he is" A elf said well sipping a drink at the local tavern"

[Andustar 4143]

"Truly, your ambition and reckless hate know no bounds, Anorhil. You're quick to impose a judgment, and dare I say you seem to enjoy the suffering of your fellow man. I guess such behaviour is typical when a narcissist, how shall we say, crashes out," John II commented, excommunicated once again. "Better an excommunicant than a tyrant."
 

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[HIGH_FIRE 5490]

[!] The following letter was sent to Anohril @Nooblius

 

Dear Tar,

 

I appreciate your stance in this war, it is not my own but we are all entitled to an opinion no? However a fact and an opinion are two ultimately very different things. What you claim as a fact, in our celebration of the death of men, is naught but a slanderous lie you purport for your own necessities.

 

Prince Thorin was given his final words and final rites, he was commended for being a good and honourable man and for fighting hard. His body was returned to his home to be properly honoured. We do not celebrate the death of good men, we mourn for their loss of life and the fact this wont end.

 

If you truly hold care for life, then you wouldn't have signed off an excommunication, an act mind you in clear violation of Canon Law which stipulates Canon Princes shouldn't be upon the Curia or involved in Church politics. You are a liar puppeteering Canondom to your own desires for power and strength. Your words are a mockery to Prince Thorin and all the other men that have died on all sides of this war. You are a coward and I pray that once this war is done you will find yourself a pariah cast out in the rubble of his failure.

 

Sincerely,

The Cattle Herder

[DancingZebra267 1626]

13 hours ago, Nooblius said:

The princes are to REPENT POST HASTE for the sake of their salvation, and for the sake of their tribes which they continue to put at risk just to defend their EGO.

 

Holy Ser Vincenzo would kneel before the altar in the Temple of Ard'Karden. Looking over to his sharpened sword, that had been used in the last war, that had taken many lives of the false Covenant. He exhaled slowly, his gaze returning onto the altar. Holy Ser Vincenzo bowed his head and closed his eyes. "LORD GOD, King of Flame, MOST Pious, MOST Merciful, guide the errant princes of the False Covenant back into Your MOST HOLY light. Stir in their hearts the wisdom to seek penance, the courage to cast aside pride, and the grace to end this war before Your justice must fall in full. Let not their souls be lost to darkness. Amen." Vincenzo rose from his kneeling posture. He traced the Rhodesian Cross across his chest.

 

 

11 hours ago, Ryfin Chany said:

Estevot sat on a tree in the Vale, his family all asleep. He stares out at the stars, taking in the beauty of the cosmos in search of comfort from the horrors he was witnessing here on the earth.

 

As Grimbol wandered the Vale in search of his lost gnome-friend, Yepos, he suddenly stopped mid-step. His ear twitched. His eyes squinted at the strange man sitting on the great oak tree. Without a word, Grimbol reached beneath his leafy cloak, pulling out a crumpled bit of paper and a hollow bamboo straw. He loaded the spitball, took aim, and–ptoo! fired! The tiny wad of paper flew through the air and splatted right on the man’s cheek. Grimbol would let out a high-pitched snicker. "Heh! Got ye!" Grimbol turned on his heel and darted off into a nearby bush.

 

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[Mister_Gavin 567]

Bishop Alexios looked up from the writing desk as he, Anorhil, and a few others penned the missive,

"Do you think we aught to add our signatures so they know?" he paused, "... Ehh, who cares, I doubt they'll even bother to read it or care."

 

He awoke the next morning and checked the replies.

Malaka.