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Grumbles with his wolf skin cloak over his head, leaning on a wall,

"I'll torch the witch... bout' time she is usurped and killed."

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Grumbles with his wolf skin cloak over his head, leaning on a wall,

"I'll torch the witch... bout' time she is usurped and killed."

"Bring your house, Eze'kiel. Push for Godfrey's aid and word."

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"Bring your house, Eze'kiel. Push for Godfrey's aid and word."

"Gladly friend. Sign my name. I haven't the time nor the patience to write it... I'm shaking with anticipation."

He smiles widely, its a day he felt he'd never see but prayed he would.

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"Gladly friend. Sign my name. I haven't the time nor the patience to write it... I'm shaking with anticipation."

He smiles widely, its a day he felt he'd never see but prayed he would.

"Very good, Lion. Be merciful though, or try to."

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It's your right to disagree with the politics of Salvus, but I have had it you you. ALL of you. If you continue to insult the Queen in this manner I shall make sure your mugs will not be seen in Salvus again.

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*hands Kal Derra a note quickly and sprints off before he gets to finish reading the note*

The note reads:

"You'll make sure we aren't seen in Salvus again? Because you're doing so much already?

That would explain why I've murdered two Peacekeepers in the last week, and nobody's done anything about it.

Queen Dawn is next.

Signed,

Regaki "The Warlock"

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*begins to frown "I believe everyone deserves their own opinion but you are all taking this too far, your stupid enough to listen to lies about Dawn being a witch just because you want to cause some trouble and undermine her authority, when she actually has done a good job of ruling the nation of Salvus and probably has done no wrong to majority if not all of you. I assure all of you, if you took lead over Salvus for a mere Eleven week, it would be in a wreck and driven through the ground, the peace you think you are trying to achieve will not help, only cause more damage. The crap you speak of us peacekeepers being corrupt is a lie as well, who are you to label us because some people over exaggerated small crimes they commit and spread word..."

*Walks off incredibly annoyed with the propaganda and rebellions.

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"There will be no blood shed, but if Dawn is that selfish to keep her throne to herself, then we'll have to use force upon this witch."

*Vance glares over towards the man, his hand firmly resting on the hilt of his blade.*

"Attempting to lay a hand on the Queen will result in your untimely death, even by my own hand if I see fit. That goes out as a warning to you all."

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*After rarely visiting cities and nations Cereidon decided he would go to Salvus*

*After entering Salvus he notices a large crowd. After are while he realized what they were talking about he began to jump up and down sayig ...*

"Ello! Over ere! I got a little question!! Hello!!!"

*The crowd stares at him*

"uhhh... Who's Dawn!?"

((My character does not get out much))

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*Tailion draws his sword and smacks it aginst a rock to gain attention*

You damned fools! The undead where born in Aegis becuase of our hate. Do you truly wish to bring about a trouble just as bad here, in this new land? Oren split becuase of you damned humans screaming for a new leader, yet the elfs and even the orcs kept the same leaders for many years. you fools.......... if any of you continue this foolish nonsense ill drag you away my self!

*Tailion sheaths his blade and walks away his eyes glowing even birghter blue from rage*

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A hooded man walks into the crowd and begins to join in.

I heard she said the Orcs were weak, green-skinned morons incapable of defending themselves against Salvus' might!

Chuckles and walks off.

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Observes Tym's eloquence and tuts, and turns to Vance.

These people can't all be wrong. An entire nation of people have begun to stand, because of the actions (or lack thereof) of Desolace. But you threaten and force others from speaking their disdain? And your constable friend speaks of hypocrisy. Twisted words from a twisted tongue will not save this nation. Her Majesty taking some responsibility just might though. Whatever that may be.

He inclines his head at Vance, leaning upon his staff. His expression seems to convey a clear message even without him speaking... "Your move."

((Edited, apparently Tym was no longer there.))

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Observes Tym's eloquence and tuts, and turns to Vance.

These people can't all be wrong. An entire nation of people have begun to stand, because of the actions (or lack thereof) of Desolace. But you threaten and force others from speaking their disdain? And your constable friend speaks of hypocrisy. Twisted words from a twisted tongue will not save this nation. Her Majesty taking some responsibility just might though. Whatever that may be.

He inclines his head at Vance, leaning upon his staff, and turns his head towards the Constable Leywin. His expression seems to convey a clear message even without him speaking... "Your move."

*was ontop of the barracks towers out of earshot and now deep within the barracks walls making preparations and getting his affairs in order. Tym would then imagine a stark looking elf with blonde hair familair through and through, speaking in a tedious predictable tone. he imagines the elf would be standing there with a null and numb expression waiting for a reply. he replies to the words he had expected from one who does not understand but would wish to interject. his mind speaks to itself wondering if the annoying elf would be able to hear him within the thick walls of thought and stone that makes the barracks walls*

"Misinformed and mislead, the people you stand next to are the creators of their sef proclaimed "problem". They are bandits and theives, killers and thugs, for one such as yourself to fall victim to silver tongues if a shame. Lead by false beliefs and false-truths, the salvation you collectively seek will only come when you cannot reach it."

*chuckles to himself as he makes his way into the storage rooms and begins to take inventory*

((umad?))

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*The Mysterious Elf walks by and, after hearing the curious mix of loud voices, strolls up to the crowd to get a better listen. After hearing their accusations of witchcraft and demonic forces, the Mysterious Elf scratches the tip of his ear as if in thought. He then chuckles and yells out, "Excuse me!"

*The crowd, caught off guard by the sudden exclamation, turns towards the mysterious elf with blank expressions. The mysterious elf smiles nervously and pointing his finger to the sky in a matter-of-fact manner speaks, "Have any of you given way to the thought that she might, perhaps, be a fabled short eared elf? Would that not explain her long life?"

*As the crowd continues to stare blankly at him, the mysterious elf backs away slowly with a timid smile and then trots down the road leaving the crowd to return to its heated argument.

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The hooded man points to the Mysterious Elf, grinning under the guise of his hood.

Get him!

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