Wraithlord's Folly [275 S.A]

[Random 1690]

[!] A missive would be spread throughout the lands of Azuras.

Spoiler

@Pallodium@JohannReikenwho?

 

 

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To those born of the light, descendants who fight against the evil and Daemonic,

Let it be known that the 'Wraithlord' as his followers call him, Reikenor or whatever his name may truly be, has lost his foothold in the lands of Idunia. 

Though its presence was little more than a small hindrance for the Host of Idunia, the Wraithlord’s hordes having suffered numerous defeats whenever attempts were made to expand their influence, the blight meant that it had to be removed by druidic energies sooner rather than later.

It was thus that those of the Verdant Order and Sun Circle set out to the forests of Kazan, first defeating Chaos’s forces on the roads before once again being victorious in their assault of the rift itself. Once again did one of the Wraithlord’s generals make an appearance, only to flee in fear for his life, having previously been slain at the hands of Idunia’s templars.

When the sun rose over Idunia, the rift was no more.

 

 

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Let this victory mark a great reset for the Wraithlord, whose powers we have seemed to overestimate greatly in these past years. When our joint host of Idunia, Shugonate and Crownlands first confronted the undead hordes and Reikenor as their newly awakened leader, he was thought a powerful foe - one capable of inducing fear into the hearts of even the most resilient warriors, all the while annihilating the cavalry’s many horses.

It would now seem that this may have just been an effect accompanying his rise- not a power he is truly capable of himself. After all, he fled immediately after, taking the many undead with him in fear of the righteous.

 

And thus we call upon you,

do not be fearful when facing these undead. Meet them on even ground, and you shall come out victorious. Soon, the last of the Wraithlord’s rifts on the silvery island will be purified, erased from Azuras. The spawn of night are blind lambs, unknowing of their master’s weakness. They bow down before a false champion, one incapable of conquest. Let them.

Let this Wraithlord lead them right off the cliff toward which he is headed, and plunge them all down with him. Purity’s rays shall in time pierce the night.

 

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HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS,  Adûnakhôr Auranion Harren Arthalion of the Royal Arthalionath, Prince of Idunia, Defender of the Númenaranyë, Templar of Saint Michael the Archangel

 

HIS GRACE, Holy Ser Hirrovan of Tir-Glas, Vicar of the Bene Lisse, Deacon, Grand-Master of the Dawn, Captain of Idunia, Slayer of the Gilded Queen, and High-Warden of the Verdant Order

[Herrudivah 85]

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Bron smiled from his sick bed. Evil being driven bck to the reaches it came from. Always good news.

[Frisket 4538]

“There is no freedom in fear, no truth in insanity, and there’s no good in evil.”

 

Vivien rehearsed such in front of a mirror after she read the after report.

[Unwillingly 18096]

As the adunians of the west labored in triumph over sleuthing cohorts of the dark, did the elves of the east raise their banners high over infernal corpse. 

 

From the Autumn Isles to the Ilharcress Woods, only the righteous sang a song that day. 

[PrimnyaQuorum 3999]

The Pale-Elf did not raise any cheers in celebration, unmentioned as he went. No records existed of the things he had come across, and that in itself etched away at any of the lingering high of victory. He knew that what victory that had proclaimed was very closely not one at all.

 

So he waited for the tolling of those damned bells upon the horizon. 

[Hiccup392 724]

Few and far, a genuine smile met the face of a Sister of the Sun. They had done as they said, each front expelled Chaos in one form or another. It was one thing to claim the mantle of righteousness, it was another to fulfill such.

[frvma 1014]

"For a Pure world, for the Purity of Descendants and the curing of the curses." Heulwen smiled upon reading the paper.

[craneia 232]

Sat within a fae ring - seeking to restore her depleted energies, one elder druid held that notice within her weakened grasp. Fiery eyes scan the missive lazily, too tired to speak her disapproval to anyone around. One such as her would not so soon forget nature’s pleading, it’s pain, and the horror that still lurks. For this was surely only the beginning of the battle that the druii and the people of Idunia would have to face, united.  She, too, waited for the tolling of bells.

[MayRndz 1830]

[!] That Aestival princess of Aelwen did peer upon that missive, her jade eyes flickering acrossed it. Satisfied at the notion of it having been closed being made known. A huff did leave the archdruids nose despite that at the signatures near the end.

 

”I planned it.. I organized it, I executed it, and  I will continue to do so, as it is my duty to the natural balance.” A quiet grumble came from her “Oh well, at least they acknowledged Sun Circles Involvement.”