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A parchment rolled up is pinned on the entrance to Malinor. If you sucumb to curiosity, the note reads;

 

To the leaders of the elvish nation, or whomever else it may concern.

 

To our knowledge you are at war with Oren yes? Or, atleast you have had past transgressions and/or currently have difficulties with those f*cking lapdogs. It is apparent to us that you wish to help, but do not want to solve this situation in violence. This is what we have been told. If you are willing to kill, then we simply need to set up a meeting. If not, then there are some complications. Our numbers are of an adequate amount. Fifteen and higher. Along with this, we are have the orcs allied, and an andunian allisation is being negotiated. With that, our numbers are too many to be layed down on paper. So you wont be at a disadvantage. Oren and there corruptive leaders have gone to far. With our will, your intelligence, the orcs might and the heart of the andunians, we will be an iron fist that will crush the glorified empire.

 

Signed,

The Golden aged Rebellion, sector of the brothers of the bind,

Commander Gannicus Thraxus

Supreme General Crixus Lysiscus

General Lugo Attius

General Dabrovus Viticus Arxos

 

"a man is neither too scared or wounded to fight, if the cause is greater than his own life"

 

 

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((  The Adunians are sworn to Oren... Well, the loyal clans.  Or just their allies, not sure which one.))

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((Ive seen the pm. Elendils or something

 

~EDIT~

 

Although its under negotiations, my bad.

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((Not generally a terrific idea to post this noting your allies and strength, seeing as in the way it was presented for anyone including /Oren/ to see it.

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Kalenz strolls up to the note and inspects it, running a gloved hand along the parchment as it shifts in the light breeze. The high elf twitches and green threads begin to form letters upon the page. Swirling about until they form a glowing but legible text:

 

This is unintelligent.

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Lion finds himself walking through Malinor on his way to the docks. During this trip he comes upon the note, reads it, nods once, folds it over, and puts it in his bag. Afterwards he begins walking towards the docks.

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-void-

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Kleistoí was standing on a branch between the foliage of an over hanging tree before the gates. She had been sitting there all day, eyes narrowed on the road leaving Leumaelin. She saw the one place the parchment down and kept a good eye on it, watching the men pass by and read what was written upon it. She was able to make out the message from all the times someone read it, looking over their shoulders from above.

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((Is it just me, or did you people fail to read this little bit of rp?))

 

 

 

Lion finds himself walking through Malinor on his way to the docks. During this trip he comes upon the note, reads it, nods once, folds it over, and puts it in his bag. Afterwards he begins walking towards the docks.

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(Meaning any rp of reading it, afterwards, is void and impossible....unless you confront xxx))

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

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