Temples Desecrated, and Residences Looted; A Letter To Kurai Kuni

[Magister214 116]

To Kurai Kuni,

I had arrived upon your shores many moons ago as part of a two-stage robbery. First, your dull temples and dwellings in the countryside have been made more empty. Many of which already contained nothing of value, except shrines and cattle. But I did discover the occasional weapon to add to my growing collection. Specifically inside the Kato residences whose homes stretched far underneath the ground. I have spat upon your gleaming armor that gathers dust while on display, muddied your temple’s floors with my horse, and left black smudges from coal on your prized katanas that lay in their dedicated display chambers. While I was discovered by someone wearing a mask in the hills. I do believe their horse never had a liking to them. That individual is now somewhere amongst the jagged shoreline of your land. My daemon-steel longsword could have ended their life if needed, but I was hoping to perhaps end it in a more peaceful manner than that fate.

Second, the inner city and residences were targeted. If the countryside was kept secure from those called ‘gaijin’, then the center was left similarly to Norland. Your crank crossbows, katanas, and strange bat-like weapons will be repurposed rather than being gawked on occasion. Your metals will supply our blacksmiths, and your sentimental items will be sold for someone else to gaze upon. The land you stand upon will serve to profit the dwarves that you had slain with the Empire. Not that your capital ever once held the same luster that Urguan once held. Your roads are a bleak mixture of gloom and melancholy which parallels an aspiration corrupted by fanaticism.

My kin whose heads were left to weather upon crude spikes at the capital gate will be avenged in due time with your deaths.
 

Signed,

Galmor

 

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[spaazmatism 1017]

A Maehr comes home, finding his tent-door broken. 

"I'm going to scalp him."

Surely, Galmor was to blame for this.

[Customable 304]

The Junmura Cleric looks over this letter, after one big fat rip of a herbal cigarette the spoke, "Wont this just make dwarves kill on sight here?" she took another big fat rip of her cigarette, thinking... "Aren't they already?"