[Event] New Friends and Old

[squakhawk 14038]

 

 

 

 

 

[!] Posters would be placed outside of various cities; fliers that had never been nailed. Almost as if they were tossed to the wind carelessly, curiously only ever found during the deepest hours of the night for wanderers and the quiet alike. [!]

 

 

TO FRIENDS AND ENEMIES OF HELLVIRYN,

 

 

It took some time to find you.

 

You may remember me as Felyndiira Mierillis, Queen of The Helviiryn Underdark, and contractor to many of your kin.

 

I will be sending out my envoys in the coming weeks. It is to my finding that the cavernous ruin my people call an "Gateway" to what you call Azuras to be extremely dissatisfactory. It is too, to my finding, that you find yourselves embroiled in a war across this lavish new land. 

 

I seek no part in it. But I think I may know some who do.

 

I would like to offer a summit in the coming time. Before this miserable gate to which we can discuss terms of trade, improvement, and the free passage of peoples.

 

I remember contracts forged in blood. I do not so easily forget what you have done for me. I am an ally - between surface and beneath. 

 

Speak to my envoys. Find me then. I find you will like what I have to offer.

 

 

Spoiler

Groups will be approached with time, details, and date IRP.

 

 

 

[Wulfric 472]

Obok Metaldrinks read the poster as he rubbed the spiderlike brooch in the palm of his hand, recalling that blood stained hankerchief with the letters O. M. that he had given the darkqueen as a gesture of goodwill during the underdark excursions.

''twas only a matter of time oi suppose, t'is oug'ta be interesting''

[sam33497 7356]

Silwyn Cerusil recalled the expeditions undertaken by the Tarot Club, the price and violence paid for boons promised. His nightmares redoubled, and he dreaded that the correspondence of that enthroned queen of the Underdark might find his allies.

[Fishy 2709]

NOKUMI NOTICE ME

[Ninjay 1184]

"I wonder if she still needs a king..." a man who had never experienced the horrors of the Underdark, and just happened to have met the Mori Queen but once during an unrelated eventline, quietly muttered to himself whilst examining the brooch that had been given to him and others.

[Apotolofo 2204]

50 minutes ago, sam33497 said:

Silwyn Cerusil recalled the expeditions undertaken by the Tarot Club, the price and violence paid for boons promised. His nightmares redoubled, and he dreaded that the correspondence of that enthroned queen of the Underdark might find his allies.

 

Similar memories haunt Hera of Dawn. She grimaces, holding her head in her hands. 

 

She had long hoped that saga would remain in the past. 

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

The Pale-Elf, upon a lonely trek to the Umbravale, finds one of those equally lonely papers.

 

He does not recognize the names, nor the titles, nor does he quite know of the contents of the paper. 

 

It only burns the curiosity deeper within his mind as he carries on, ever-bothered by the distinct notion of something unknown.

[KBR 2046]

2 hours ago, Ninjay said:

"I wonder if she still needs a king..." a man who had never experienced the horrors of the Underdark, and just happened to have met the Mori Queen but once during an unrelated eventline, quietly muttered to himself whilst examining the brooch that had been given to him and others.

Sir Lothar d'Amaury, still unmarried, debated rallying the Golden Oak to join this man's quest. 

[Riot 743]

Looks at the poster being born in Azura's himself is unaware of what is to come, but something about this leaves him with excitement in his bones.

 

"Frien's tis alweh's welcome 'round, Mayhaps tis ah change ah pace from teh daileh runnin 'round"

 

[Spinzir 260]

“Tangis'nin, l'lotha skweken d'Mierillis k'jakr qu'quin lu'jor'akh.” Opined one Numrini’th with a dormancy deceased.

[ArgentEra 459]

The Musin King of Babblebrook read over the missive as one of the guards delivered it, memories flooding back of his brief excursions to that limited under dark he saw as a youth. How his eyes adapted so easily to the darkness, a remnant of the Ratiki ancestors his people had warred.

 

Long since had his people left the darkness of caverns as their solitary dwellings, though some still prefer the quiet of a burrow.

So too had he heard stories of the horrors others saw, the sounds of the Urguani drill’s engine playing in the back of his mind.

After a moment, he smiled.

“Send message to the capital, I would rather like to participate in this ‘summit’.” 

[Papa Rock 2400]

The Grand King stares. . .

[Animael 1500]

The Architect tinkered away within her workshop, looking up from her work as one of the Custodians brought forth the missive. Her Akashic records flickered to life, displayed by the system that wrought itself in eldritch ecriture upon her soul. Her gaze flicking over past contact points between descendants and the Mori. Eventually she wrote a brief request to do business or establish relations, via her atronach on behalf of the Veilward ((Mage Group)), with a note that she had previously been a part of a group that had assisted the Mori in question with her bid for revenge.

[Aftrballini 450]

     On happenstance did the muttering of a passerby travel through the forests of the North. A rumour of a missive carried along the icy fringe. Words that fell upon the never ending snow overtop the blood of a freshly slain beast. Such word graced upon the ear of a particular grumbling dwarf. Eyes of white that pierced the veil of the morning mists. A dwedmar awoken from his eternal hunting by the rally of his people. The Blind Dwarf. Makes note of this 

[Jamwill 211]

Gallio Grandaxe snatched one of the missives out of the air while he was hunting under the cover of darkness. Haelstrom, the falcon, landed atop the dwarfs shoulder as he read it. "Ah suppose this chapter es not yet over." He thought to himself. A smile appeared on his face. "Perhaps there'll be some grand beasts below this continent."