A Meeting Of Kingdoms

[Acornlad 206]

Tahjeet Mubdee, sits quietly on his bed, looking out onto the Salvian battlefield, the smell of rot from Kingston wafting into the halls of the citadel. Tahjeet looks down for a moment, rubbing his eyes, his hand returning wet from tears.

 

"Too many dead men."

 

Tahjeet looks up once more, his face shifting to a serious mood as he speaks to himself.

 

"Somethin' must be done. I will not sit idly as Relenkai twiddles 'is thumbs at 'is poorly timed decision. Salvus joins tha' empire without tha' knowledge or approval o' tha' Salvian Council and 'e ushers not a word ta' any o' us. But I accept us as a Kingdom o' tha' empire and I intend ta' make somethin' o' it."

 

Tahjeet moves into the halls of the citadel as he shouts to the Cardinal Cross,

 

"Men! Make haste! Reach out to our 'uman brethren in tha' empire! Tell tha' kings o' each land- Herendul, Ruska and Renatus that thar is ta' be a meetin' and we must speak! I, Tahjeet Mubdee, Lord Commander o' tha' Cardinal Cross will represent Salvus. Meet at tha' Westwarde Citadel."

 

[Meeting will be conducted over forums unless otherwise decided]

[Acornlad 206]

[Could you please not post unless you are a King of the empire as this news would not reach you unless you were one]

[Aetosion 2062]

Edward II receives a letter written by an unfamiliar hand. Upon reading it, he calls for his Steward to mark it into his schedule. He then throws the letter into the fire, in the fashion of his father, to prevent it from being read by prying eyes.

[Garukumus 81]

The Lord-Steward's seal is not attached to the letter.

[Acornlad 206]

Tahjeet Mubdee folds his hands as he sits at the meeting table of the Citadel, inhaling sharply as he hears that his letter arrived to Herendul.

 

"Good, good. Let us pray that tha' rest o' tha' 'uman Kingdoms ain't leavin' us ta' die and will actually man up and talk. I 'ave quite tha' offer for 'em."

[Nefarious Aus Shitpost 891]

Chancellor Tuv reads Silus' mail while he sleeps as per usual. He looks over the unsealed letter, then crumpling it and tossing it into a nearby brazier.

 

"Buggers can burn for all I care, though I suppose I owe a letter of thanks to the Orcs..."

 

Tuv begins drafting a e-mail to the orcs, thanking them for saving everyone else the effort.

 

Bael high fives Tuv and goes back to harassing Salvians.

[Moot 1719]

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