Warrants of Arrest - Voidal Magi

[Venomous_Pup 2978]

"IT ISN'T EVEN IBLEESIAN YOU STUPID LOWBROW KNEELING FOOLS!"
Screams a Witch of Chaos upon reading the 'reason' that Voidal Mages are going to get what they deserve. She'd send a letter of correction to the author to explain the crimes of Voidal Mages, however, she is preoccupied with other matters.

[Nooblius 7965]

The Harrenite Lord frowned as he read over the missive, and recalled his conversation with the Patriarch about it. "Did I not warn against this course of action? No plan, no system, no method!"  He shook his head, and returned to his own business- making note to instruct his chancellor to send some letters.

[molly molly molly 1329]

A wood elven Wizard older than the trees lamented. "Iblees. How imaginative. Well. Persecution is to be expected, when this Second Age is populated by magi who only seek the power to dominate their foes. Let what is to come rid the world of its irresponsible magi, who would open a Tear if it meant flaunting their egos with a floating tower-- or further their political ambitions. Children."

 

 

"Saint Avenel, old friend. Grant me your strength, as you always have. Might this familiar trial steel me once more, as it has time and time agai-- Wait. What do you mean they-- oh they amended it. Hold that thought, Avenel. Apparently they are not crusading just yet."

 

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

A Pale-Elf blinks, as the document magically changes before his eyes.

 

He quickly pens word to his favorite Adunian, of foul witchcraft at work that changes paper before his eyes

 

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[DancingZebra267 1626]

Vincenzo read over the missive with a furrowed brow, a long sigh escaped his lips.

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

The Devil in Black saw the updated missive walking home, and looked annoyed. "MAYBE MENTION THAT FIRST YOU-" He cuts himself off and prays to GOD for forgiveness for himself and for the POWER-HUNGRY BRAIN-DEAD IDIOTS- he cuts his train of thought and prays again for forgiveness as he is so upset at these ABSOLUTE BUFFOONS-

 

This went on for about an hour until Estevot finished his prayer.

[Travisty 1020]

"So, the Church names them servants of Iblees!" spoke He whilst he sat alone with no one but his own feathered companions. The corners of his mouth twitched in amusement as he read the missive twice over, the crows above shrieked in what almost resembled a terrible grating chorus of laughter, "I haven't had a good laugh in a while, I need to see what else these people put out next." Carelessly he let it go, watching as it fell onto the dirt and just as quickly his familiar descended, tearing the parchment apart as if it were carrion. 

[Cheese 8878]

2 hours ago, Travisty said:

"So, the Church names them servants of Iblees!" spoke He whilst he sat alone with no one but his own feathered companions. The corners of his mouth twitched in amusement as he read the missive twice over, the crows above shrieked in what almost resembled a terrible grating chorus of laughter, "I haven't had a good laugh in a while, I need to see what else these people put out next." Carelessly he let it go, watching as it fell onto the dirt and just as quickly his familiar descended, tearing the parchment apart as if it were carrion. 

 

A servant of Iblees (athiest voidstalker) threw open the door to the 'his' (her own) house, interrupting the symphony of crows' laughter. "Oh, so you've heard the news," She observed as the missive was torn to shreds. "Fantastic. I'm here to sleep on the couch until this is all over."

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Sir Hart let out a loud sigh as he read the missive over, pinching the bridge of his nose. "What lunacy is this?"

[Onnensr 1908]

Father Nerium originally read the notice with such a stress it caused his empty eye-socket to bleed. Now that there had been an addendum, he rubbed his face to get the pressure out. He stepped out of the Bastion Temple of Saint-King Caius to announce to some children walking past, "Don't arrest any wizards! Let me finish this commission!!"

[Zemzy_Oakheart 347]

Skittering between cities with another armful of books at her arsenal, a small gobliness would find the missive drift along the streets amidst those who spoke in groups or continued by as well. Managing to tuck a copy into her baggy pocket for now, Gummy would sense the tension in the air as she passed by the many.

 

It wasn't until a bit later would the small gobliness would find time to read over the missive, surprised at how short it seemed for how much many seemed to be speaking about the subject material, though the silence of the grand library brought privacy to her thoughts as she furrowed her brow in confusion to the parchment in her hands.

 

The feral chitterings of the green bean mumbled within the shelved rows, though it was certain she would have to question society's grasp of things, at least in one portion of the world she'd come to learn.

[sam33497 7356]

"So, we're publishing warrants BEFORE we determine which magics are actually good or evil?" Sirius Mareno, who had listened in upon the negotiations, somehow felt that there had been a breakdown in communication. "Another thing for His Majesty to sort out in lengthy meeting..." he muttered to himself.

[PrinceJose270 1211]

Hidden away The Amber moon had been, though he had many friends in many places, one of which handed him this recent decree for the void mages. Yet it wasnt the talk of arresting magest that got this curse child to laugh at, no. It was a talk of a "New magic commission" That got him cackling.

"Oh, this is a laugh. Most human magic commission are just. "Only neutral magic, besides blood magic and Paladins are allowed! Everything else is bad despite them all helping our race before!" Is all the Amber Moon could say mockingly, these things were all the bloody SAME. Yet he could only admit that they likely would just cross out paladins to write down 'Templars' as their substatue paladins they covet.

All the Amber moon could do was chuckle at the matter entirely, as chaos grows. The time of the cycle reaching its peak was apparent. 

[Tainga 521]

"It shall be done," Athaenis said to Tar-Anorhil after receiving the task of sending out letters. She hadn't expected such a missive to be published upon her father's funeral. Still, she returned to her place atop the roof of Caladras as the pyre burned in front of her. Standing beside Ardirnien as she began to write, her thoughts quietly drifting. The Cardinal-Patriarch should have heeded the Tar's words.

[cadazio 2105]

Ethan'Ael Voidoupolous perks his brow upon reading the missive. He would put down his cup of tea and comment to himself "Hmm.. Canonist idiots, so close-minded" then he would pick up his sword and practice his swinging