Haseroth

thanks for this summary of the frost witch lore

A publication was spread through the cities and settlements of Canondom ELECTOR'S SUMMON To the peoples of Canondom, The bickering must come to an end, GOD has bid us to unify. The Darkspawn and the enemies of mankind converge upon the doorsteps of humanity, they claw and grip at our very souls. For the sake of humanity, for the sake of GOD. I have decided to undertake the ultimate trial, the ultimate undertaking. To unify mankind. Many have a claim upon the throne of man, and it is for this reason that i have decided to allow each to converge so that they may elect an EMPEROR. Such claimants shall be dubbed Elector Counts. The following elector counts have been summoned to the holy see in order to partake in the process of electing a rightful emperor. Elector Counts John of Aaun @Ramon Sybille of Balian @HIGH_FIRE Catherine of Petra @Zaerie Gaspard of Veletz @M1919 Markus of Adria @Nooblius Leon of Minitz @BuilderBagel Alfred of Reinmar @Gandhi Richard of Stassion @Optimus420 Johanes of Renatus @Nectorist Ellenore of Nordengrad @Elennanore Uther of Barrowtown @SimplySeo Special thricefold votes Caius PRIMUS @MadOne AS GOD WILLS Sigmar The Pious

Yeah, i mean i get its april fools but surely we could have cooked up an april fools joke that wasnt based on a serious concern people had, let alone one that isolate a community of players.

A publication was spread through the cities and settlements of Canondom TO PROTECT MANKIND To the peoples of Canondom, In my travels over the past decade, I have noticed a gap which has divided the sons of HOREN, one which has brought about suffering and despair upon them and their own sons. This gap has worsened a condition which had previously existed, that of a dwindling faith. Perfidious things lie in wait for us, they wait for the day we renounce our heritage and for the day that we turn our backs upon one another in favor of personal desires. The shadows of this world encroach upon the domain of MAN, and it is only through faith and a RIGHTFUL ruler, that such a DARK TIDE shall be defeated. I call upon all men and women to dig their fingers into history, to seek the truths that lie there-in. A pious and powerful emperor shall protect mankind, it is only through their will that humanity’s desires will be coalesced into a shield and a blade powerful enough to hack away at the perfidious DARK TIDE. So has GOD bid HOREN to be faithful to Julia and to his people, so shall he bid us all to rejoin a common home, a home built with bricks of faith and honor, a home which shall be large enough to accommodate the whole of the family of MAN. For that is what our race is, brothers and sisters! A family who have endured much and has been temporarily separated by the bickering of feuds and the dangers of the outside. The day arrives soon, the light will rise and with GOD’s help, an emperor will rise to protect us all. AS GOD WILLS Sigmar The Pious

this, its really silly that not only can you not join, but ur forced to pretend like theres nothing going on lol

This does not fix the issue whatsoever. 15 minutes is a few rounds of emotes in a moderately sized party. Disable lock inside of towns.

"I say we crucify the both of them." Sigmar declared brazingly.

a very good movie, that one

@MaltaMoss"Arr, me captain, ye gotta turn the wheel! We be headin' straight fer an iceberg!"

A publication was spread through the cities and settlements of Canondom A CALL FOR HOLY WAR To the peoples of Canondom, The denizens of the dark have laid siege upon our very souls, the war has begun. The Queen Amaya, slain by accursed children whom she had shielded in the past is proof of this. What good has this tolerance brought upon our lands? Only misery and impiety. I encourage all brothers and sisters of canondom to pick up the sword and the cross, seek out the demon spawn. They hide in the shadows of our kindness and in the crevices of our hesitance. Slay the demonspawn and the accursed wherever you see them, for GOD wills it. Slay the mystics and the witches for GOD wills it. Slay the wielders of the dark and those who have sold their souls, for GOD wills it. Slay the spawns of the grave and those who shield them, for GOD wills it! For too long have we wielded the pen in an attempt to solve these issues, now comes the time for the blade! AS GOD WILLS, Sigmar The Pious

No. This aint it chief.

"Your own banners and coat of arms are orenian 'propaganda'. By god the weather down there has melted the brain of everyone in Balian." Sigmar chuckled to himself as he tossed the missive into a fire.

"Another one for the books, what a successful and productive assembly." A youth remarked upon the publishing of the witch's act.

The Quest for the Dawn The glass had shattered, the blade was swung. The youth could hear the metal scrap against the stone, before blood could be spilled; however, his vision faded. A dream had overcome him, this he knew. He was definitely asleep. Ahead of him, a path laid in stones, it twisted and turned up a blackened peak, the land mired with pestilence and muck. The trees soon came into view as though the world was being given form before his eyes. The youth rose the stairs, one by one. With each passing step, the weight of destiny was felt upon his back. It threatened to crush him, to make of him nothing. And yet, the youth persisted, driven by a desire to see what laid at the top. Eventually however, he did make it. After struggling for what felt akin to ages in those stairs, he found the very top of the peak. There, laid an old shrine, one adorned with a rusted cross of Lorraine, when one kneeled to pray before it, a great star would shrine through the edges in the night sky. The youth prayed, at the time, he simply wished for the wicked to fade. The star in the sky began to shine bright, ever brighter and it grew in size. Soon enough, it streaked across the sky, it lowered itself before him. Bright colors dazzled his vision, wings unfurled themselves, revealing the Aengul of the lord, Raguel. Besides him, two other heavenly warriors soon appeared. The youth instinctively raised his hand towards him, as if fleetingly attempting to grab at something. The Aengul’s wing fluttered and a light descended towards his hands. Soon enough, a blade had formed within his grasp. It shone bright like the colors which had preceded the messenger’s arrival. No words were spoken, for none had been required. The guardian of the skies soon faded, the blade’s very essence causing the mired, cursed lands around him to heal just in its presence. Was this.. Courage..? He pondered to himself. Vision at last returned, he rose from his bed, staring at the clouded skies outside, suffering and death had plagued the lands around him much like that mired accursed land from his dream. “This must end..” He muttered. He had taken on the path of Owyn, of Redemption. Verily, he thought to himself. There was no greater act of good than to slay the greatest and most foul of Evils. Gashadokuro.

"God weeps when pagans have more of a desire to rid out darkspawns than a so called canonist prince" Commented 'Sigmar' who had spat upon the wide list of useless titles which belonged to the queen.

yeah that should be a ban too imo, but this is a good first step. I can now finally set aside my ultra-patriotic pro-60th slogans away.