Can you Help me?

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Can you Help me?

Issued from the Seat of Altwegg, Under GOD and Empire

 

Anno Domini
11th of Dragon’s Roar, 647A.A.

 

 

The bloodied walkways of Avistra.

 

Can you Help me?

A simple phrase, with varying meanings. Those of the dark, of Iblees, love to use this most on unsuspecting children.

 “I am looking for my friend. Can you help me?”

 “Can you help me? I’m lost.”

 “Can you help me?”

The first time this happened, they knew things about me and my family. Enough to convince me they are a family friend in need of help. I did everything right, checking they were a trusted adult, but how could someone know in the face of a fount of information? I would have followed them, too, if not for the timely arrival of my father and brother back home. Fool me once, shame on you.

Other times, someone stepped in before something could happen, as the dark came in search of malice and destruction.

Today, as I’d readied to attend the Imperial Wedding, and stepped out to enjoy the Avistran sun, that same question came from a strange woman. No name, no trust, no familiarity. 

“Can you help me?”

 “Me? No, but my Padre can.”

First came the Darkstalker, second came the Vampyre. Each leaving blood stained in leather and breath barely hanging on. So, I pen this today, to tell any more spawn of the dark, the scourge of Iblees, no, I will not help you. 

I will pity you, for having lost what is good and light under GOD and that of which is life. 

To silence you is what us Altweggs will give, because it is what you deserve. Peace as you are struck down, and rent beneath the dirt, all given potential gone for turning to that of the dark.

That is our mercy. I will pray, for if there are any souls left in these rotting bodies, they surely need the assistance.

 

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Deo Volente,

Her Ladyship, Junco Kassandra Altwegg,
Lady of Avistra

 

Spoiler

Just a bit of an IRP response after the recent darkspawn conflicts in Avistra!

 

[BaconAvengerII 117]

“ … the path is narrow and the Darkness deep, but the light has t'be what guides you.”

[Based1Salmon 758]

Dante Felipe Carnelle sits at a table, reading over the missive from his friend. His quill hangs over a sheet of paper to send a letter but no words come to him, so he just sits silently imagining a better world.

[_FirBranch_ 20]

Kepha reads the missive his younger sister sent out quietly in his room, nodding to each word. A sigh escapes the knight. "We must exterminate them. Smart girl." He folds the paper, putting it next to the stack of darkspawn & monster bestiaries he had. Standing up, he lights candles on the windowsill, for the souls that will forever wish to stay turned away from the light.

"They are trapped by their own malice, and lead themselves to their own death. We are simply making the process quicker."

[Aftrballini 450]

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  The Monster did not linger. Her fledgling corrupted the forest. The information the creature required had been garnered but the shadows were quickly retreating by efforts of the good knights of the Empire. The kind and honest men. The Godly people. But such shadows only ever grew somewhere else. It was the nature of it all.. For where light does shine the immense weight of the shadow would ever remain. The story continues. . . .

[Mordringfan 166]

Yanick Altwegg polishes his steel Warhammer, ready to fight the spawn of Iblees the next time they would dare attack the Margraviate of Avistra. No mercy would be given for any of the foul creatures.