[PK] BE KIND TO OTHERS, HADRIAN

[PotatoFan117 393]

An undead elder dances around in the deep woods,as the pigeons watch.

"Finally, another one less to disturb the pigeons" it said coldly as it continues dancing despite the sounds of bones cracking.

[spaazmatism 1018]

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this made me feel something . w pk post

 

[MailC3p 2403]

A small young child of Reinmaran descent hears the bells reign all through the Empire; through the capital and Reinmar and Alba; yells of "THE EMPEROR IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR" filled the air; she was unable to read but she knew exactly what it meant nonetheless. Chaos erupted, people running to and fro, neighbors telling neighbors, fathers telling sons and wives. The death of an Emperor, a man who had conquered most of the world; statues will be forever erect in his honor. She immediately made her way to the capital; how could he have died? He was still so young, she thought, she had to find her friends, maybe they knew more.

 

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Sort of a small response compared to everything that I am seeing in this thread; Just wanted to say I wish you well on whatever adventure you have next WW, and while I never did see the vision with Hadrian eventually coming around to acknowledge how bad of a person he was; I think you played him perfectly and played an antag just as good as some world ending events; even if the entire server outside the Empire lost you still did your part playing a tyrant to perfection and no one can be upset at you for that

 

[Sarven 2619]

Theodemar traced the lorraine in respect to the dead

"And so, a Chief of chiefs is crowned a new to lead the tribes Horen,"

"And thus the tribes Theoderic and Gelimar stand with him."

 

"The enemies of man tremble."

"GOTT's flock prospers."

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This post is phenomenal, the formatting is excellent and the writing is great

 

[xo31 3979]

There is no being on this world without a soul.

May the Emperor find peace.
The only men wishing otherwise, are the fools, who fail to recognize their capacity for evil.

[These words were added to a Herald of Azdromoth's brands]

 

[sam33497 7356]

Max held only a somber and knowing smile upon his reading of the letter addressed to him. 

 

With that, Hadrian's reign that was forced upon him was complete, and so was Max's servitude.

 

"Now, we're even." He quietly uttered, the lingering emotions in his heart coming to resolve. Perhaps he might have borne that horrible curse for Hadrian, but he knew that he could not have served Man as well as his unwilling brother had.

 

Though still he felt his brother's loss, he had long known what was coming. At least their family was whole. Maybe the next generation would be happier, or maybe not.

[Beardicuss 486]

 

Thriku of the Elder clan frostbeard had been sitting around the campfire lamenting of all that had happened and all that must happen for one such as himself when the faint buzzing of a cave bee brought him a new missive he read over it his face going slack jaw with shock and he did not move for a time. Thriku's mind raced the death of the man whom he hated most he could not believe he had wished this man’s death a thousand times before and yet now it was here he did not know how to feel. He looked up and spoke “So Tuh slaughter uv moi kin passes from dis world ento tuh gullet uv Khorvad. Es dis yer Venenge Yemekar? Drivin dah laddeh ta ‘es own death as vengeance fer tuh destruction uv yer chosen people? Or r yah uncarin dis but another turn uv yer wheel?”  He remained still for many others not knowing what to do

 

[Aftrballini 450]

    On the shores of the Storm Isles a young woman continued to sharpen her blade. Purple hair was left to drift aimless. She stared, wounded by recent events, across the crashing of waves. Against the battering of rain. A mix of emotions did broil within her when the news did reach.. This man was a hero of her people. A cause of so much righteous imperial bloodshed, and in some cases, great trouble to her family.. But now what was to come...? Would peace finally settle over the world? Would a final wish of kindness finally fall upon a world ready to hear it..



((Well done Werew0lf. You did good. I am proud of you brother...

 

Now make a halfling and do it again. <3))

[garentoft 9265]

Duncan Baruch lit a candle in his room in honour of the Emperor, and rode to the capital to find his friends, Caius and Hannibal.

 

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This post is extremely well written and a joy to read. 

 

[Hungy 66]

Learza Reavenkind heeds this news on the roads to visit her Haelun'orian friends. She paused in the middle of her tracks, halting her steed as she gave a simple look up to the stars above her. The void in the visor of her helm gave no emotion away. Only, a mere gaze. "Alas. . ."  She spoke, softly. "Tides finally turn. Destinies, finally rewrite themselves. . ."  She never knew the emperor or any Imperial properly after the realm moved to Azuras. All those she did, passed long ago. 

The templar stood still for another moment. A thousand thoughts paused in an instant, allowing her to move on. With a small kick of her heels, the horse resumed its walk down the roads. 

[Comrade Lafayette 256]

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[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Susanna settled into her study, the delivered word of the Emperor's demise clutched within her pale hand. It was almost perplexing, to imagine their world without that tyrannical conqueror at the helm of Humanity. His presence had loomed large, a great shadow that inspired both great devotion and great fear.

 

Now, the shadow was diminished. The Baroness only wondered if his son might take on that mantle for himself, of absolute monarch and cruel master. She prayed to GOD he would not.

[OhBlossom 65]

A small Musin gasped as she heard the news. A few days prior, she had carved into the Emperor's throne; had she marked him for dead?
"Oh.. Oh, dear.."

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

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[brujera 1152]

“He is gone.”

 

The Empress’s chambers fell to a silence so deep that even the morning air dared not be too raucous. Elizabeth stood where the maids had last left her, the weight of her husband's passing laying waste to her thin and frail frame. The candles of which illuminated her chambers burned low, their soot collecting on the wrought candelabras in thick chalky layers, as the flames bent and wavered. Grief had afforded Elizabeth seldom sleep in the past fortnight.

 

“I am not made for this without you…”

 

Still, Elizabeth called to him, and spoke as if Hadrian was soon to deliver mighty wit. Her hands hung at her sides, useless and still as the marble statues in the garden seen from her window.

 

“I did love him for a time.”
 
Her voice broke then, no longer speaking to him, but of Hadrian. She reached for the studded back of a chair, steadying her weak gait. Sat, she clenched at the fabric of her silken gown, hands trembling. Her tears streamed freely, now, unheeded. The Empress of Azuras bowed her head, though not in ceremony, but utter devastation.

 

“Rosceline… if ever misfortune chose its victims, then surely it has chosen I. You once spoke that we were alike in suffering… Tell me now, is this what you meant? This… Emptiness that devours all that is dear?”

 

To her sister in all but name, she spoke.

 

“If there is mercy beyond this world, this place… Find him. Tell he that I was not ready to brunt this burden in my lonesome.”

 

@amyselia

[Spellblades 749]

Vesryn sat in his home, several broken bones and gashes along his upper body from a previous conflict. Darkspawn truly knew how to go for the throat when it counted. A raven knocked on his window, the Mali'ker knew what that meant more than most as he got up to take the missive from the bird. Memories rushed through his mind at the news of the Emperor's death, the constant fighting that plagued his younger years, fighting in a war he never wanted any part in. A familiar conversation came back to him, suddenly. His mentor often asked him this question

"Who do you wish to help, with the power I have given you?"

Vesryn always responded, "Everyone, I don't care for their allegiance as long as I have the power to do so."

 

"Maybe... things can start to get better." he'd mutter to himself. Was it one of the lies he always told himself? Most likely, but it was one he was willing to believe for a time.