EMPIRE DESERTER, IDUNIAN TRAITOR

[Cryptic 549]

 

[!] A letter was given and sent to all.

 

A TRAITOR OF

THE EMPIRE AND IDUNIA

 

    

 

Written on the 4th of Tobias's Bounty, Year 278 of the Second Age.

 

 

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TO THE PEOPLE OF AZURAS,

 

Let it be known that FEANOR D’ARTAGNAN, formerly known as TOREN, has committed a grave act of violence against his own blood and House. Once a soldier of the Empire who deserted his post, he has now murdered VERDAN D’ARTAGNAN, an innocent man, and in doing so has committed the unforgivable crime of kinslaying.

 

This act was carried out by his own will alone. It bears no reflection of House d’Artagnan, nor its values or authority. Feanor has long shown signs of envy, disobedience, and instability, and has now proven himself a danger beyond tolerance.

 

Kill on sight.

 

TO SER CASPIAN, THE HOST OF IDUNIA,

 

Happy hunting.

 

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[!] A preview portrait of Feanor d'Artagnan.

 

 

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SIGNED,

 

Bârathân d’Artagnan, Baron of the Barrowlands, Master of Silvers, The Patriarch of House d’Artagnan, Steward of Idunia, Member of the Imperial Business Association, Member of the Petra Commerce Guild

 

[Night1 2]

I turned myself in lol

 

[Sandman_Plays 659]

Ser Caspian saw the missive..

 

a puzzled expression appeared as he read… 

 

“very well, let the hunt commence” he sighed lightly “send for the Taynpayn, they are effective in this work..”

 

@Turnipian@Wyrvun

[Herrudivah 85]

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What the skibidi

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Ur mom

 

 

Dominic takes a long sip of his tea before setting it down upon the plate and leaning to Eunha.

 

"Despicable, isn't it?" - "A man without honor."

[jihsoo 746]

10 minutes ago, Herrudivah said:

Dominic takes a long sip of his tea before setting it down upon the plate and leaning to Eunha.

 

The Won-in at the Euler’s side, glances at the missive. The tea cup’s rim raised to her lips, she made no response, only a solemn and polite nod.

 

Was honour to the Númenedain truly, such a fickle and malleable thing?

[Luto 439]

"They knew he was a deserter and still took them in. What did giving that rodent second chances amount to? Loss of lyfe, one valued greater than his." One serf-knight who was one of Toren's former superiors, murmurs her upset 'neath a wayside shrine. Candles were lit to the loss of Verdan.

[Cally 1080]

Areum of Yorumachi showed the missive to her dear friend and good-cousin, Enkai. “Didn’t he ask you for a new sword? Probably best not to make it.”

 

 

[Suxals 529]

"I am sure no one saw this coming" Said William of Curon when the missive reached the Imperial Capital. "Once a deserter. Always a deserter."

[Star Whale 115]

A glance was spared to the missive shown to him, a sudden shake of his head given as he spat out "He probably used the weapons I made him! Dishonorable and disgusting!" A fist was then slammed down as the Oyashi headed off in search of the kinslayer, seeking to reclaim the weapons he made him

[Crevel 7557]

Arthur Littlewood — Sergeant of the Imperial Army and Thain of Brindlebrook — raised an eyebrow at his warning gone unheeded to the Crown Prince. He was already sure that something to this effect would occur and made it clear. Though, he relents that he initially considered that the scope of the violence would have endangered the Imperial royalty rather than something comparatively tame like kinslaying. Nevertheless, he feels vindicated. 

[yungwoman 62]

Geneviève would sit at the counter eating some fish as she read the missive.. she dropped her fish as her eyes landed on the name. "Uncle no.." She said softly as she shook her head.. she crumpled the paper, before finishing the meal. "Where they fail I will not."

[CanadaMatt 873]

The old sergeant of the Empire read the warrant " What did I say... hmmm" the sergeant would make sure this poster was placed in the guard house and barracks " One who breaks his oaths is only as good as dead, but this deserter was a dead man walking when he left the guard"

 

[Lothar 52]

Lothar sighs heavily. He is sitting within The Basking Turtle in Adria, a cold beer at his side this warm afternoon. "I am not so sure that I am a fan of these post-war times... Everything seems to be going downhill..." He looks out into the empty room. He finishes the beer and stands up.