LOYALTY DIES AND I AM DEATH

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

Just now, bickando said:

 

Amelya of Middelan, in her once-a-decade travel to the capital from her undisclosed cabin in the woods, sees the horrific wall of blue text on the city's beautiful notice board and rips it to shreds. In its place, a poem;

 

"Tim Tam Tom, Small-wick Maddock,

 

I slept with your mom, and you have a tiny prick.

 

-Amelya of Middelan"

Maddock Tam hears about this, and chuckles. He decides to send her a bird personally.

"Amelya of Mid,

Jokes on you, my mom is dead, yes your poem has been read.

Good job at the rhyming scheme, but only my wife has seen my peen.

-Maddock Tam"

[Ben40K 62]

Constantin's boat steered into the shipyard, a few ragged crewmen tying the ship in, steadily bringing it to the weathered oak deck. 

Alex, Constantin's parrot once again brought him a missive. "SQUAWKkk-IMPERIAL NOTICE!" the bird whistled.  With a quick yank, he stripped it from the parrots claw, scanning it over. "Hrm.." the guardsman hummed, folding it into a leather satchel. "AVE IMPERIUM!" he smirked. ":^J"

[i.uomini 2552]

Out on some coast, the old bastard watches a copy of this warning soak up ocean tides. "He probably likes men." -+- "Imperial such as he is..." 
Cloud-sized plumes of smoke wash overboard a ship heading the Urukim Fleet. "No...." The lit cigar is sent to join the paper under the waves; "Definitely prefers 'em" 

[Urban 396]

Father Anselm read the missive with a sigh. Two knights had betrayed the Empire to embed themselves in the Urukim, finding kinship with the most heretical and impious that humanity has to offer. Anselm found himself disgusted at the core and began to pray both for victory against the Urukim and the hope that the Empire may once again find the moral clarity it has been lacking. Even as Hadrian has proven himself to be a vile and violent man in his own right, the priest of Blackvale and Myrine could only mutter one simple phrase

 

"I must be loyle to my Emperor..."

 

[Werew0lf 24179]

2 minutes ago, i.uomini said:

Out on some coast, the old bastard watches a copy of this warning soak up ocean tides. "He probably likes men." -+- "Imperial such as he is..." 
Cloud-sized plumes of smoke wash overboard a ship heading the Urukim Fleet. "No...." The lit cigar is sent to join the paper under the waves; "Definitely prefers 'em" 

 

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good comms but don’t leak my preferences plz me n @Lenny don’t wanna make it public yet

 

[MailC3p 2402]

4 minutes ago, Werew0lf said:

good comms but don’t leak my preferences plz me n @Lenny don’t wanna make it public yet

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Bros just forgetting about me????

 

[Sarven 2619]

22 minutes ago, Ryfin Chany said:

Maddock Tam read this and saw fit to write his own countermissive as Archchancellor of Beleth and promptly sent it out to be secretly pinned up by whoever dissented secretly inside the Empire, primarily those who had been violently betrayed by the Empire already. 

 

"To the Emperor of Oath-breaking and Hypocrisy,
 

I write only this: It is telling that these men who once served you loyally and without question all these years leave after you committed a slaughter of the very people whom you swore to protect when they joined your Empire.
 

You claim ineptitude at wielding a sword, yet see it fit to arbitrarily sentence innocent elves and dwarves to die on a whim. It is no wonder these men left, for they have more honor than you ever will, and someone cannot serve an oath to someone who has already broken his own oaths.

 

Shame upon you, and may GOD shine down his light and wisdom upon you to help you understand your sins and repent for them. Otherwise, you will join the other tyrants in the wastebin of history. Remembered as a nightmare for children to learn what evil men are driven by.

 

To everyone reading this with honor and dignity, the Horde of Many Tribes does not break its oaths so easily, which is the very reason this war is being fought. The Beleth Federation commands loyalty and respect from its citizens and soldiers without baseless cruelty and betrayal of those very same people.

 

We are not fighting a war to destroy the Empire; the Empire is fighting a war to destroy us. This is because we represent the simple, terrifying idea that there can be justice, security, and safety for mankind without resorting to tyranny and genocide.

 

It is worth pointing out that for all of his propaganda, your powerful, unassailable Emperor, hasn't taken a single fort or piece of land from the Horde. His casualties continue to outweigh ours, and his kills continue to be mostly civilians, often children, because he cannot defeat us nor break us fighting honorably.

 

This is the highest demonstration of weakness of character and ability that any man can exemplify, and he has made clear that while he seemingly decrys betrayal towards himself, he himself will kill you and your family on a whim if he so feels like it. He does not care, for in his eyes, you are beneath him in all but use as a tool.

I reach out to you in the hopes that you will accept this offering: That you do not accept death and betrayal by the very man who is supposed to protect you as inevitable. His war has not been won, and he has shown that he cannot win it through honorable combat.

 

The Horde's laws are clear: if you defect and if you come to us in good faith, you will be welcomed and protected. Because, unlike your Emperor, we care. Even the Rex, whose daughter was beaten and almost killed after a kidnapping by your Emperor's forces, refuses to let his anger be levied at those who are also suffering under the weight of the dragon that is your Emperor, hoarding his wealth and power like a vulture at a feast, knives out, beak bloody. 

I pray for your safety, and hope you heed this offering. If you choose not to, I understand, and pray that you and your family are not next to be killed by your Emperor, and that your Emperor comes to his senses and ends this senseless violence, and that there be peace once again on Azuras between the descendants of the four brothers. GOD bless you all. Merry Krugmas."

Sincerely,
Lord Maddock Tam, Knight of Beleth, Archchancellor of Beleth, and Head of House Tam

"Does not break oathes? Bah! Reinmar remembers the orcish injustices against venerable Leon I! At cloudbreaker!"

The aging Herald exploded into an unfettered rant about greenskins, detuskings and moot burnings to his hirdsman.

@3_M

 

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[Wasteland_Shaman 97]

Upon receiving this missive from a dead raven, shot dead with a carefully placed arrow...The Lurgoth  retrieved the scroll attached to it's still corpse and read it, giving a nod. His expression was a mixture of gladness and horror...He mused on his decision to obey the Targoth's orders and not flay Ser Redgar, glad that he was not the one who condemned an innocent man to die.

 

Horror for Khaled and his family, for the Bûrz Tyrant Hadrian had condemned one of the few knights he considered a friend  and his family to his death...

 

"Meng haz to varn Khaled...He ahm in danger nao..." 

 

The Lurgoth mounted his rose and rode off in haste, leaving the dead raven still in the wetlands to rot...

[3_M 21]

"Detusk all Orcs."

6 minutes ago, Sarven said:

"Does not break oathes? Bah! Reinmar remembers the orcish injustices against venerable Leon I! At cloudbreaker!"

The aging Herald exploded into an unfettered rant about greenskins, detuskings and moot burnings to his hirdsman.

@3_M

 

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[Cheese 8874]

39 minutes ago, Ryfin Chany said:

Maddock Tam read this and saw fit to write his own countermissive as Archchancellor of Beleth and promptly sent it out to be secretly pinned up by whoever dissented secretly inside the Empire, primarily those who had been violently betrayed by the Empire already. 

 

"To the Emperor of Oath-breaking and Hypocrisy,
 

I write only this: It is telling that these men who once served you loyally and without question all these years leave after you committed a slaughter of the very people whom you swore to protect when they joined your Empire.
 

You claim ineptitude at wielding a sword, yet see it fit to arbitrarily sentence innocent elves and dwarves to die on a whim. It is no wonder these men left, for they have more honor than you ever will, and someone cannot serve an oath to someone who has already broken his own oaths.

 

Shame upon you, and may GOD shine down his light and wisdom upon you to help you understand your sins and repent for them. Otherwise, you will join the other tyrants in the wastebin of history. Remembered as a nightmare for children to learn what evil men are driven by.

 

To everyone reading this with honor and dignity, the Horde of Many Tribes does not break its oaths so easily, which is the very reason this war is being fought. The Beleth Federation commands loyalty and respect from its citizens and soldiers without baseless cruelty and betrayal of those very same people.

 

We are not fighting a war to destroy the Empire; the Empire is fighting a war to destroy us. This is because we represent the simple, terrifying idea that there can be justice, security, and safety for mankind without resorting to tyranny and genocide.

 

It is worth pointing out that for all of his propaganda, your powerful, unassailable Emperor, hasn't taken a single fort or piece of land from the Horde. His casualties continue to outweigh ours, and his kills continue to be mostly civilians, often children, because he cannot defeat us nor break us fighting honorably.

 

This is the highest demonstration of weakness of character and ability that any man can exemplify, and he has made clear that while he seemingly decrys betrayal towards himself, he himself will kill you and your family on a whim if he so feels like it. He does not care, for in his eyes, you are beneath him in all but use as a tool.

I reach out to you in the hopes that you will accept this offering: That you do not accept death and betrayal by the very man who is supposed to protect you as inevitable. His war has not been won, and he has shown that he cannot win it through honorable combat.

 

The Horde's laws are clear: if you defect and if you come to us in good faith, you will be welcomed and protected. Because, unlike your Emperor, we care. Even the Rex, whose daughter was beaten and almost killed after a kidnapping by your Emperor's forces, refuses to let his anger be levied at those who are also suffering under the weight of the dragon that is your Emperor, hoarding his wealth and power like a vulture at a feast, knives out, beak bloody. 

I pray for your safety, and hope you heed this offering. If you choose not to, I understand, and pray that you and your family are not next to be killed by your Emperor, and that your Emperor comes to his senses and ends this senseless violence, and that there be peace once again on Azuras between the descendants of the four brothers. GOD bless you all. Merry Krugmas."

Sincerely,
Lord Maddock Tam, Knight of Beleth, Archchancellor of Beleth, and Head of House Tam

The former Crown Princess of Lotharia, now just learning to read, turned to the nearest of her House's small retinue. "For Tuvmas, I want that one dead. Oathbreakers have no room to speak of dishonor. And if they find their liege dishonorable, they shouldn't have ever made that oath in the first place."

 

Juniper, on the other hand, only laughed, and passed on Maddock's letter to her husband. "Who made that ******* kid an Archchancellor?"

[Digit___ 1223]

Through many hands, the missive would finally find itself in the hands of the Patriarch of Helfgott. A name familiar to him would be seen; he thought to pen a letter, but knew that someone else would have already done so.

 

"Many surprises in this war, but I wasn' expectin' this." Aviel hummed to himself amusedly as he filed the parchment away into a collection of war-related missives.

[Navigator 4260]

7 minutes ago, Cheese said:

turned to the nearest of her House's small retinue.

Nafis, who was not of the retinue, overheard this, and made it his personal goal.

[Kardika 1057]

 

10 minutes ago, 3_M said:

"Detusk all Orcs."

 

"why we oughta raze reinamr to the ground, those dang darned rats!" A very vicious Salvian ranger curses.
 

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[Sir_omni 151]

A trusted spy gave those documen To a young man”. Mhhhh… REDGAR.. that man deserted , he almost killed me once, but maybe he changed, but I shall see it for meself” Caleb O’Murphy then dissmised the spy, stood up from his seat and took out a wooden box, takes out a cigar and lights it. Whilst smoking he thinks about those two men” if more like them change we have a greater chance” he then smiled “ there is still hope in this crooked world”

[Cheezboi9 617]

A cave dwarf sits at a stone table, a mug of ale in one hand and a copy of the missive in another.

"Seems like you've come to your senses Redgar"

He thinks to himself before finishing his drink and leaning back in his chair.

"How strange that they are gifted sight, yet remain blind to your loyalty.
A fool  commands atop a throne raised by wiser hands, unaware that his own deeds weigh more than its foundations can bear."

The dwarf lingered in thought, tapping his fingers against the stone armrests to the rhythm of liberation's drums.

"Fret not old friend, history is a wheel and with each turning, thrones of men are ground into dust. All empires utter the same hollow words, and all alike are swallowed by time."