Deposition

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

 

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Where Magi and Uruk are known to make their home, a scattering of papers begins to settle upon cavern walls and the sands; Strangely, where one is torn down, another always takes its place…

 

@Direswift

Midas,

 

When we last spoke, you were bittered and angry - you were willing to turn an institution of scholars and artisans into an Army, to be led by you and the long Dead Lanre Cerusil. In your own words, you cared not for his ideals as he stood by you, only that maximum suffering be brought upon Men, Uruk, and anyone else you believe to have wronged you, as vengeance for the Hunting of fellow practitioners. You welcomed the Mage responsible for the very existence of the Chromaweave upon these lands, the same Terror we stood side by side and fought against its attempts to escape. You saw paranoia in the words of an Uruk, one that you admit you have never met before, and so hastily fought against a simple chance to clear what has been a minutia of misunderstanding. So I have given you time, for cooler thoughts to prevail, and I once more implore upon you; Make Peace. I forgive your outbursts, your rage, because I have known all too well what sparks them to be so.

 

It does not take a Historian to find the ruins of the Land of the Red-Lich, the Hollow in the Swamp, the desolate Frame in the North, to know what Lanre will likely invoke as his message of “strength” against the Uruk for your war. It does not take a tactician to recognize, in the absence of opposition and reasonable thought, you have touched insanity and believed earnestly this is the only path forward.  If you do not grieve for our losses upon the grounds of the Conclave, if you do not acknowledge yourself as truly insane, it is not too late to stop this before you permit this terrible march another step. Our craft is not a tool wielded like a weapon in anger, for the sake of suffering and death - it is an Art, one we shape by our choices; Choose not this bloodshed.

 

To the Magi of the Guild, if Midas’s War alongside Lanre is not your way, if you do not seek wanton bloodshed over clarity; take your leave of that spire. Make your voice heard, for it will be in resounding silence that the World shall presume all Magi must concur with this madness. You need not be conscripted into a War of so-called Vengeance upon Uruk and Men, whilst we wage a very real one upon the Chromaweave. It is far easier to relocate, rebuild, and re-establish than it is to bury dead fellows, lost to a cause you declared not for.

 

Peace will be had, Midas. I offer you Three Months to decide if it will include you, or not.

Let not this moment of weakness define you, llir.

 

[Frisket 4538]

“Alright… We aren’t stepping in right Maln’larionn?” 
Vivien asked Thevus as she presented one of the leaflets she picked up during her scouting of the mages guild

@MailC3p

she also seemingly sent one to Cardinal Nerium out of concerns as this may effect all of Magi kind.

 

@Onnensr

[sam33497 7356]

Spoiler

"I just want to pvp" said Lanre Cerusil

 

[xo31 3979]

"Weak mage alert." Arthur cackled. "I hoped the way of the Hohkmatii - that is, allowing people to tread on you for millennia, was finally dying out. . ."

[Direswift 296]

That old archmage sighed as he read the propaganda words of the man called, maybe not a friend, but a peer. as he said "War was waged on us, and im accused of working with Lanre when I defend myself" Shaking his head, he knew the work would be harder now with this rumor, but he did not slack in his preparations to defend his own

[Apotolofo 2204]

A long dead witch looks over one such paper. A smile curled at her rotted lips. 

[Jihnyny 5233]

"Let vs klomp, shvt tha skah vp."
Said an illiterate hordespeaker who likes roman numerals.