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The Crimson Edict

Information and Updated for 3.0

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Introduction

"Hail, and all be welcomed to this short meeting regarding my guild, The Crimson Edict or the 'Edict' for short. With brief discussion with King Hiebe I'm here to announce that we are no longer bonded with the Dwarven Legion, we are now currently a separate military force that works within Dwarven lands, serving as the King's personal group of Warriors led my myself and my dear wife Eclipse. along with that we will also be handling the King's personal guards, along with other High Council members if they are in need of a personal protection. More information will be released soon but I'd prefer we keep the rest of this between the High Council and ourselves. Thank you for your time."

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Guild OOC Information

The Crimson Edict is King Hiebe's personal group of warriors, we accept all races and people as long as said person is willing to pledge an oath to King Hiebe, giving his loyalty until the end. Guild Recruitment works in two ways, we take applications on the forums on our guild page, or you are able to find one of the Aspects In-Game and allow them to recruit you.

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Guest Fireheart_

*Thought Ventus and Eclipse were a couple and shared responsibilities.

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*Thought Ventus and Eclipse were a couple and shared responsibilities.

Get in the kitchen woman, but I'll add that in when I get on tomorrow

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*Shakes his head in disgust.*

Tree squatters servin' da king loike da King's guard!? Dis be a nuh form ov schtupidity! Fawkin' lanky arse buggers cannae 'old a sword.

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Kjell, ye will train yer soldiers and he shall his.

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*sighs slightly*

"I left your legion, I haven't bothered you since the election, and yet you continue with this? And you call yourself fit to run an army Bah, your less suited to clean the floor in the armory."

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"Ah be a damned Tree Squatter."

*Mumbled to himself the false quote as he fumes in anger shouting the following phrase.*

Och yer goin' ta pay fer does words! Nae un fawkin' insults a Ire'eart an' gets away wi'f it ya pointy ear choild ov a ***** tree!

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"I'm short"

*chuckles lightly*

"Did I hit a nerve? Maybe you'll be cleaning that armory sooner than I thought if you let a 'tree squatter'' get under your skin. "

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*chuckles lightly*

"Did I hit a nerve? Maybe you'll be cleaning that armory sooner than I thought if you let a 'tree squatter'' get under your skin. "

Gorum shakes his head, grumbling.

" Oi! Ye dolt! Ah 'ave nothin' against ye, but dunnae feckin' speak tu da Paragon dat way! No Paragon shall be disrespected like dis by a non-dwarf or dwarf alike! Ye better feckin' watch what ye say or th' Brathmordakin will be unforgivin' "

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Snippers

Sighs slightly looking to Gorum

"Look, tell your paragon not to mess with me then, I wont disrespect ones who have been kind to me, Hiebe took me in here and gave me a place to call home, But I left Oren for a reason, and your paragon being racist, acting a fool, in my opinion that's just acting just like a bloody Oren noble.. Now tell me why should I be nice to him? When he continues to show racism and rudeness towards me?"

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*With a look of Ire in his eyes and the aid of Gorum by his side, Kjell has been pushed to far by the elf and in a menacing fashion he expresses his hatred for the foolish elf.*

"'CAUSE YER S FAWKIN' CLOD NAE A BLUDEH DWARF W'O WUS BORN AN' RAISED IN DESE 'ERE LANDS YA DUMB ****, NAE FAWKIN' SCHTUPID OREN NOBLE! LEMME AT DIS BASTARD AH'LL EAT 'IS FAWKIN' SPLEEN! AN' MAKE A NECKLACE OV 'IM!"

*Attempts launching himself at the tall leg ready to rip the elf's person limb from limb with his bare hands for his crude comments.*

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Restrain him lads.

*some very brave guards try to stop the outraged dwarf*

I expected better frum both ove ye, expesially a paragon. Ye both are not to even look at each udder or face da lost ove yer positions.

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