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THE CLEANSING

OF IPANEMA

 


TO ALL CITIZENS OF THE HORDE,

 

It is no secret to the citizens of Ipanema and the wider Horde that the city had grown to bear a significant Darkspawn issue that lingered for much of the reign of the late Antonio I. Yet now, with Ipanema under Krughai occupation, the citizens of Ipanema have sought to redeem themselves in the eyes of both Horde Law and the Spirits.

 

Prince Osiris de Alencar, younger brother of Crown-Prince Ulisses de Alencar, had made us aware of a crypt beneath one of Ipanema’s manors that had been the home to a coven of Vampyres. Knowing that such an infestation could not stand, it was ordered by my hand that it should be the people of Ipanema who take responsibility for ridding this plague upon their lands.

 

And so the Twin Princes Ulisses and Osiris gathered together their people of Ipanema, forming a crowd of roughly 1,000 Ipanemans watched by 300 Krughai. Without hesitation or complaint, the Ipaneman Princes cast the wretched house ablaze, burning it into naught but ash and cinders.

 

The loyalty of these Ipaneman citizens today proves that despite the mistakes of the past, the Archduchy is not beyond redemption. Its people long for a path of virtue and goodness, now led by righteous hands.

 

At this time, the missive regarding the Governance of Ipanema is to remain in place until further notice is given.

 

 


 

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Torosh’Mak, Rex of the Horde, Chieftain of Clan Mak, Warlord of Lurakhan and Makh-Morok, the Demonslayer, the Fire-walker

 


 

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A small gobbo read the missive. She nodded her head. "Hozh. Veiz nub gooing tu get bonked on da noggin like lazz tick." She rolled the paper into a ball, then threw it on the ground. "BUB'HOZH NUB'HOZH NUB BELONG!" She began to stomp on the missive. "Try BONKING Veiz againg, bub'hozh nub'hozh ahg da kwick-vlatz will peep wub Veiz ahg da Bruddaz will du!"

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"Verh Hozh..." An Uruk with Dark Blue skin spoke upon the missive reaching him

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A coșmar who had once dwelled in this manor laughed in disbelief as he heard the news. "Lord Varkul has forgotten to pay his rent? Some comedies truly write themselves..."

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A woman shakes her fist to the sky, seething. "Damn you, taxman!" 

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A peasant stood over hills as the house burned, illuminating a night sky in red. "Those damn taxmen.."

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A gruff man plucked an olive from his drink, tossing it to the sea. From a boat he watched the smoke take up the sky, only able to watch in awe.

 

"Nobody is safe from the Ipanema Revenue Service."

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Diolinda had watched the manor burn. She did not know who had lived in it, if she had known them. All she knew was they were darkspawn. Silence had taken her as she watched. Blank, empty eyes stared on. The amnesiac had so many questions she doubted she could ask...

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Ulisses de Alencar watched the manor burn down, with his Impending Cloud of Doom lingering on top of it. 

He smiled, cleaning his hands from the ash. 

"They can run, but the taxmen will run faster."

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"Clearly it is only a human custom to commit genocide when discovering a couple rotten apples from a basket full of fresh ones" Usamea pondered

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