Nothing Left To Lose; A Letter To The 'Emperor Of Azuras'

[Magister214 116]

To Hadrian I, The 'Emperor of Azuras'.

Lad, you need a better throne. I sat upon your royal high chair and it was the most stiff and cramping piece of furniture I have ever had the pleasure to lounge in. There is a crook in my back from its abysmal craftsmanship! Is this the finest that the sons of Horen can offer to you? It is pathetic. As a dwarf who lived amongst the many master-crafters that your kind has slain, they could effortlessly forge and carve out a grand throne. Do not fret Hadrian for we have carved into your throne and left some choice words for you to read.

I have some suggestions for renovations. Your chambers are too bright and agonizing for my eyes to gaze upon. Remove the crosses, your god does not exist and there is no need for every surface to bear its symbol. There is too much around your throne which adds to its cramped posture and rigidness. The decorations hanging amongst your walls bear the same color as my vomit. An embarrassing display for the so-called 'Emperor of Azuras'. I expected better and I am thoroughly disappointed. It all must be torn down and reduced to rubble. 

We ‘borrowed’ some possessions that belong to your eyesore of a palace. Smashed the doors of your citizens' homes just as your soldiers did to ours. Claimed the very prizes that your people gawk upon. I am a dwarf with a grudge upon those who raided Urguan. Caurost’s people should have realized some belongings were missing many days ago. The same goes for Norland’s many homes recently made empty. My spree of thievery upon the conquerors of Urguan will not cease for I have nothing left to lose. Every chest shall be emptied, barrels smashed, and doors left barely hanging upon its hinges. No stone will be left unturned.

Lastly, shorten your self bestowed titles.

Signed,
Galmor

 

[Areon 947]

"Perhaps if they care less about where they sat, and more about their leader getting off his ass they'd be in a better position," remarks one Imperial Guardsman after being told about the letter.

[Werew0lf 24179]

“…reduced to rubble, huh?” The Emperor swiftly heaved the rod out towards the water. 

 

“I remember doing something like that.” Hadrian withdrew a small photograph; he clutched it fondly—an image of his family, and his friends, surrounding him upon the obsidian throne at the conquest of Urguan. 
 

If the mad Emperor of Azuras felt any hatred, it did not seem to exist anymore. The wind swallowed his features; his singular eye closed, and the water briefly trembled. 
 

Bliss. 

[Gridlock 1033]

"So these fuckers broke into my home!" Said Ivan, whose house had unfortunately been robbed of all his completely unimportant items.