Independence for Armaluna

[Hiebe 2493]

*The dwarven King hearing of such rebellious actions sends a letter to the Princedom offer aid to quash this rebellion with any means necessary.*

[Bravepaw 178]

*sends letters to both Godfrey and the Dwarven king*

Emperor Godfrey,

Malinor thanks you for your support. I haven't had the pleasure of speaking with you as the new high prince, but hopefully that changes in the near future.

King Hiebe,

Thank you for showing that you honor our alliance with such zealousness. We are grateful for your friendship and support.

*sends a letter to Delphine*

Dear Delphine,

I, Prince Bravepaw, was not high prince when Armaluna joined Malinor, however I was a prince on the council. Armaluna came to Malinor asking to be annexed into Malinor if I remember correctly. We did not forcefully take Armaluna. As I am now the new high prince it is my duty to take care of Malinor's lands. I have recently placed a new viscount over Armaluna, not but three elven days ago, who is supposed to keep the promises that Malinor made with Armaluna when they joined, get the bard's college up and running, and to keep the architectural design of Armaluna in tact in it's development. Unfortunately, political issues kept us from developing Armaluna in the past, but we are finally able to focus on it and that is what we have been doing this past week.

If I gave land to every citizen that was unhappy then there would be no land left to be called Malinor. Listen to me carefully when I say that this letter is a courtesy, because I, as the high prince, do not have to explain myself to you when you don't have the decency to come to me in person, and express these feelings and desires that you have. Trying to start a rebellion is not, and will not, be tolerated under my rule. Even though former high councilors might deal differently with you, see this message as a warning, and it is your only warning. If you want to express your opinions about what you wish to come about for Armaluna speak with either the viscount or me, in person.

Sincerely,

High Prince Bravepaw

[JoakimVonAnka 63]

Sends a letter back to the prince

"Prince Bravepaw,

It is indeed true that a citizen by the name of Sean did ask for Malinor to annex Armaluna. It might have been his worst mistake in his life. And believe me when I say this, he is also disappointed over how Armaluna have been taken care of. There's no need for violence, nor a guard to placed on the island. Let me quote from the Armaluna Laws:

"All Armalunians agree to uphold peace and equity in the community."

In my sixteen year long life, I haven't seen a single crime from anyone on the island. Therefore I cannot see the need for guards. Believe it or not, the largest threat to Armaluna is Malinor and their guards. If I do not see a withdrawing of this force, the so called "rebellion" will lead on.

For Armaluna, for Eurydice, for Kyra and for Griffith du Mont.

Delphine Saelantae.

[Drelik 865]

Aeryines you need to let go of your OOC feelings rather then Lona, just because you now may be at risk of losing Armaluna you start immeadiatley accusing this person of metagaming...

[JoakimVonAnka 63]

Aeryines you need to let go of your OOC feelings rather then Lona, just because you now may be at risk of losing Armaluna you start immeadiatley accusing this person of metagaming...

[[There's no need to discuss this any further. Aerinyes is welcome to contact me if he feels like I'm doing something wrong, yet I have gotten no message. So I take this as a sign of my innocence. Now, enough of the OOCly stuff.]]

[Drelik 865]

Drelik sits in a ragged, low-grade camp tent, before him are letters, notes, and plans. His eyes meet with this particular notice that was pinned in the Temple, next to it he takes a look at his map of Oren with a knife in it. Picking up the notice, he reads.

Drelik runs his fingers through his hair

"A chance to get what I, we, deserve, to complete Augusts', Divinus' work."

"Oren used us to expand there borders and make them what they are today, then they

wiped there arses with us and cast us aside!"

He looks back to the map of Oren with red x's and a Knife buried into it.

"This land is ripe for the taking!"

Drelik pulls the knife out of the spot of Oren on the map, and places it on Armaluna.

"Me and this "Delphine Saelantae" will make things right."

EDIT:

Drelik scurries out of his chair, stubbing his toe into the supports holding the tent up.

"Aw, fawk!"

Getting down on the floor in a hurry, he scurries through an old arrow quiver filled with parchment, looking for a blank peice, but finds them all written on.

Drelik looks up, and sees the tanned, dried skin he took off a Wolverine, shrugging.

The skin, all tangled up, he stretches it out, pinning each opposite corner of it to the table with a knife, to hold it straight.

As he writes...

" I'm very interested in assisting you with your cause. This type of work only has one solution, and I believe I come from a line of men who handled these situations perfectly. Armaluna deserves indepence, and they're going to get it! My name is Drelik, Im a 'retired' Knight, and advocate of the renown 'Prince'. Over the years we've handled jobs like this extremely well, I look forward to making some sort of arrangement, so we can both get what we are looking for, which are very common goals. Please cons- *The skin parchment seems to have the rest of the ink spilled on it*

Drelik knocks the ink over onto the skin as he writes his conclusion, and grunts

Pulling his bandana down, he puts two fingers in his lips, and blows, calling for his bird. A black crow, seemingly divebombs through the roof of the tent, ripping a large hole in it.

"Use the fawkin entrance!"

He sends the bird off.

[JoakimVonAnka 63]

It was a normal day on Armaluna. Quiet and empty that means. She was still bothered by the recent events, but it had start to take on her. She was exhausted and scared. She leans over a bench in the collage, dreaming away. Just as she was about to fall into a deep and well deserved sleep, a black crow bursts into the room, dropping the letter a few meters away from the spot were Delphine were sitting.

She picked up the rolled up parchment, but after a few seconds of holding it in her hands, she drops it to the floor, screaming in shock of its fabric. It had made clear for her that this was skin, not paper. Finally, she would have been able to calm herself down after the little breakdown. "Who.. would send such a letter?" She asked herself. Certainly not a king.. or prince for that part either. After a little struggle, she picks it up and reads it with a raised eyebrow.

After the short read and a weak smile over his failure with the ink, she turns to write a letter herself. She uses a piece of fine paper from the collage. She attaches the note to the same crow before it heads off.

"Dear Drelik, old knight of Oren.

I am,truly interested in your services. The Armalunians do need a person with knowledge and experience of these kinds of situations. An arrangement can surely be made up. I would suggest somewhere off the island, due to the Malinor sentinels patrolling it. I'm open to any of your suggestions and hopefully I can decide on what to go through on after the meeting.

/Delphine Saelantae, proud citizen of Armaluna."

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.