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“A very sad and pathetic end to the Heartland Novellens, generations of their name brought down on a whim.” Intoned a one eyed bastard, regardless of his indifference to the once rulers of the Empire, he couldn’t escape feeling bad about the lost souls who now watched their family name shrivel to dust.
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A man obsessed with fire and Ra'tuhmet took a deep breathe as he walked through the streets of Sulianpoli, it had begun.
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"Let all those who stand in the way of justice die to victorious arms." The one-eyed Inquisitor proclaimed as an invitation was delivered to him.
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"We will come back for you; I swore upon it." A one-eyed Inquisitor declared as he traversed through the unforgiving climate of ash and snow, his festering wounds from previous encounters mattered little to him, for his heart was full of ire at the thought that they let such a young and inexperienced man suffer.
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A very confused Ailred of Druzstra viewed the missive. "We've reached an age in which people romanticize vampiric dark creatures. Truly appalling."
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"Oderint dum Metuant." Spoke the one-eyed Inquisitor as he walked through the Basilica. "Soon enough, this benighted family will all be tested for being accessories after the fact."
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INQUISITORIAL REPORT | THE HOLY INQUISITION
Herod replied to Dairsad's topic in The Church of the True Faith
A one-eyed bastard lingered in a foreign realm as he questioned the acts of what happened earlier in the basilica. Fiat iustitia et pereat mundus, he thought to himself, that flexio could have a reasoning behind the acts. Still, his thoughts of an unborn child under his conscious beleaguered him further. At long last, he came to a shrine of God to pray and found his answer in the silence of thoughts, a commitment that justifies the means. He stood up and confidently whispered. "Let justice be done, though the world perish." -
A benighted one eyed man surveys the missive, despite his diminishing interest in worldly things, he cannot help but wonder how good the sourdough bread tastes like.
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"The Canonist League has outdone it’s persistent inactivity by granting negotiation and peace to a cornered animal. Despite this, peace shan’t last long, human unity has always been a thing that could never exist with fragility and division. Alas, us humans have short memory of history." Uttered a voice of an Inquisitor in the Everardian Basilica, as he lit the candles. He prayed for those lost in a war that in the end, died in total vain.
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A man stared into a fireplace as he saw his invitation burn. If one could have seen his face, his expression would be a mixture of hate, anger, desperation and melancholy. One paper burnt did not satisfy him, he quickly dumped many letters into the fireplace, but that wouldn't make him satisfied either. Perhaps something else burning could mend a broken heart.
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"Oh, well..." Uttered a voice in the Everardian Basilica, as he lit the candles. Whilst his younger self may have been elated with the news of the Princess Royale's death, the man's singular eye widened in terror for a split moment, before falling onto pity for the fallen Princess.
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"Ah realleh hope thi' ends quickly." Comments Raudraik as he picks up dusty bagpipes from a chamber in Lichtestadt as well as a sword.
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A flower eating boy on the journey of his life shed a tear, despite the struggles he and his dear friends fought for, true change was a long way to come.
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Raudraik, local Lallybroch native and speedy courier to the duchy chuckles. “Ah’m in danger.” He said to himself as he packed his things for a long journey before it dawned on him the mortal danger his family were in.
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The hedgehog stole another Ayrian Salmon from his father, preparing to use it against the King and his soldiers if needs be. Should the King ignore the missive, the Salmon the boy had just picked up will become rotten and ready for a throw.
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“Many years ago, none of these houses objected when the Barclays fought a war on their own to claim some southron throne down in Sutica and now they whine when a religious war is called?” Asked the Bastard of Druzstra to his cousin, the Grand Inquisitor. @Proddy
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At last, the old’s man cruel torment to see all of his friends and family pass away one by one is over. Upon entering the seven skies or most likely, hell, with new peace of mind, Kaustantin begins dancing.
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ive got nothing to say
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The decrepitly old and deaf Kaustantin Baruch enjoys another piece of history he witnessed as he reads the missive with a rare smile on his lips. "A worthy son for the golden one." He whispered quietly to himself.
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"For once, I feel bad for you, Aleksandr." The Bastard of Druzstra stated as he tossed the missive aside.
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Deep in the Attenlund swamp, a wounded one eyed figure laughs and drawls. ”And people dare say that what you reap is what you sow, me and you are more alike than ever before, cousin.”
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Deep in the Rimeveld mountains, Ailred of Vidaus, a bastard not of blood but by decision, curses.
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An elder man looked at the announcement of her passing in pure horror, he clutched his heart as he read it through, to lose a friend is one thing, yet to see all his childhood friends drop one by one made him weep and cry, for their time was coming to an end. ”We will see eachother soon again… it’s only a matter of time…” Kaustantin finally declared as he looked at Emma’s letter to him, beyond his reach.
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The widow stared at his wife’s corpse with pure horror, his shaky hands clutched the cold shoulders of her, drenched in blood. The old man struggled to speak, to wail, his shrieking breaths heard loud and clear to all of whom were nearby his cottage in Valwyck. He closed his eyes as her dangling head rested onto his. After hours like this, the old man’s eyes opened bloodshot red with rage and grief.
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“Life is rather short and burdensome, my dear niece, I’m proud of vy for finally figuring that out.” Kaustantin stated to the gushing wind outside his window overlooking Lichtestadt. His head pivoted back to the side. “Another Bear has retired, when will it be vyr turn?” He asked his wife with a grumble.
