Sultan 3953 Share Posted June 17, 2013 Looks at the letter, he reads it.. ''Hmm this is either Elves or Heretical.'' He looks to the treaty to his side.. ''Hmm if it was you that wrote this my dear city state, then you have signed the death warrant of an entire population, and consigned thousands of souls to oblivion. But we shall see if it is you my spys well tell me soon if it is you or not either way someplace shall feel my wraith.'' He tilts his head ''This is good we could use this, by this we unite our people.'' he gives a smirk. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
meg 1994 Share Posted June 17, 2013 Looks at the letter, he reads it.. ''Hmm this is either Elves or Heretical.'' He looks to the treaty to his side.. ''Hmm if it was you that wrote this my dear city state, then you have signed the death warrant of an entire population, and consigned thousands of souls to oblivion. But we shall see if it is you my spys well tell me soon if it is you or not either way someplace shall feel my wraith.'' He tilts his head ''This is good we could use this, by this we unite our people.'' he gives a smirk. ((GOOD JOB GUYS)) Elene passes by the note, she sighs, mumbling "Fecking dumbasses..." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Braxis 813 Share Posted June 17, 2013 Uthor walks by with Elene on one of their several trips as they pass the note he hears Elene raising a brow then chuckling as she curses like him "I am such a good influence." As they continue walking Uthor hears Elene muttering more about the note Uthor begging to laugh hard. Wiping a tear of laughter from his face as they make thier way home to Furnestock. "Dumbarses, I want those damned idiotic fecks comin' at me only for me to shout once I slay em I am a half elf!" he chuckles once more as they continue on thier path. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PtahWithin 1320 Author Share Posted June 17, 2013 An Oren military patrol discovers a discarded piece of paper, found at the Great Nation Crossing. It appears to be one page of a draft of the scrolls, with words crossed out and replaced. A work in progress. Written in the margins in red ink is, "Remember Al'Khazar!". ((Someone like Temp who responded in their manner may make the next RP post in uncovering the piece of paper with their patrol etc.)) 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Temp 2006 Share Posted June 17, 2013 A massed huddle of armored Roses halt at the crossroads. Temp gestures to the column, "Halt! The unoathed are draggin' arse again!" He shakes his head, turning back to the crossroad, crumbled page laid across the road and caught upon post of the sign. Muttering to himself, he approaches the sign post. An armored gauntlet pulls the paper from post, bald headed figure eyeing the paper over. "Oi, 'ave we've got a sand midget abou'?" He turns to face the column, figures in the distance approaching the column. Hearing nothing in particular he looks back to the note, reading over what's written more carefully. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PtahWithin 1320 Author Share Posted June 17, 2013 Upon careful observation, it is revealed that the paper is in fact two pieces of paper stuck together. When the first is removed, what are presented are several sketches of symbols and accompanying comments: ~Symbol Attempt 13 -No, too scholarly. Not enough freedom. ~Symbol Attempt 14 -No. I think that goblin put something in my drink. Did I even draw this? ~Symbol Attempt 15 -Reduced from above. Too simplistic. No message. ~Symbol Attempt 16 -Yes. Much better, eye is metaphor. This is it. ~Name Attempt 1 The Hollo----A--Kh-zar---- The rest of the paper is rendered unreadable due to what appear to be dark stains of some thick drink. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Temp 2006 Share Posted June 17, 2013 Eyebrow raised, he folds the paper, shoving it into a bag beneath his tabard. Temp moves back to the ehad of the line, 3 figures in platemail, Sack of rocks slung over their shoulders arrive to the heel of the line. Each hunching over and struggling to breath. Muttering to himself, he turns directing the line onward, once again leaving the unoathed behind. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heff 2460 Share Posted June 17, 2013 *Bod sighs* "Not all of us are like this!l "I may have a sugar addiction and love getting coin but does that make me a "sheep in a wolf jacket" or whatever ya call it?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lago 2572 Share Posted June 18, 2013 Gruzz eats one of the fliers, and makes a note to himself to write a similar piece on the virtues of orcs. Gruzz also notes he needs to learn how to write first... Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
OtakuAnonymous 49 Share Posted June 18, 2013 Aeyrius looks towards the scroll, nodding as he reads along, getting the general message of the information, although his reading skills are still in development, he does in fact speak to /himself/, "Hmm... Why is it 'dat after I writ' the journal all these people are rising to do the same thing I wanted to do when I grow'd up? I wonder where this mizter is, I gotta show him my journal!" Aeyrius Oussana runs off, built with agile speed, high endurance and mobility from brutal training in his family, in search of the man whom wrote this scroll, in an immature thought it would be easy, unfortunately after ours of scouring around Malinor and Salvus, he did not succeed, rather lay huffing in the dark and damp grasses of Darkhaven. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
WuHanXianShi14 0 Share Posted June 18, 2013 A usually calm, composed and even headed Art looks over the poster, and his face cracks into a grin. "Yes! Hunt the valah! Hunt the Valah! Hunt the Valah! Kill the blink lives! Whahaha~!" He begins to chant the lyrics to his own made up song, grinning all the way. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AndrewTech 3330 Share Posted June 18, 2013 *Doctor Mandru Scott shakes his head as he reads this scroll.* "It is true that humanity has gone down the tubes in recent years... Ever since I washed ashore on Kalos, I have been observing Humanity's changes. From god-fearing, honest people to immoral murderers, shady business owners, and theives. But we are not all like this... At least, I'M not... I am a servent of good. This man makes stereotypes. And stereotypes do not apply to all." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tefzors 32 Share Posted June 19, 2013 *reads a poster and tears it down "Wow, Propaganda" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
NomadGaia 930 Share Posted June 19, 2013 Syrith looks at the poster, punching the wall next to it "God how I wish I wasn't a feckin human..." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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