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“Ohh dear god “ the cartographer sighed” not a single day I can work in mostly silence” puts his current work away, a newly made map of beleth, an ponders to the window looking down to the tavern” I just gonna pray they aren’t loud and strange that she mentions she’s crazy isn’t that obvious “ he then continued his work
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„Finally a Restaurante that is open“ commented the local illatian
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Arriving in the new town of Southspire guiseppe already brought a home there a nice and large house for his family to settle in” finally I arrived “ he made notes in some old and small book. He then looked around the newly bought home” its perfecto, grande and at the sea “ he seemed very happy about all of it but no long rest was made there. He left most of his belongings there and then departed for perduran to deliver the newly made maps to his boss ( @i.uomini )
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Hello lotc I wanted to reach out to all of ye with a invitation to the lucanesse familia, it’s a Italian inspired and run family on lotc with some of its main values being family, honesty and loyalty. If your interested at all in either joining or wanting to know more please message me( discord : Sir_omni)
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Magnificent to every spoke or written word
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A wonderful writing public letter was send to everyone in the Belethian ferderation: Dear city of perduran, Federation of Belethia This public letter is an apologize and a warning I apologize for all recent event I wasnt myself I was drivin by hate and rage, I do t wish bloodshed upon innocent children an people, second I am not the mastermind behind it I am only the face of it. There are much stronger and darker figures behind it, all that Happend wasn’t a order from me, only made it reality, even cruel thing that has been done wasn’t my order I only directed it, so please spare me now to the warning of this letter, Celia as many others are in danger my boss isn’t pleased with what Happend he has send out man to kill those who stand in the way including me, my boss has ears every where so heed me words make ready if there’s something coming it will be devastating. And I hope this letter will reach all of ye since I am hiding to or even already dead when all of ye reading it since this letter will reach my boss and will send a hitman to kill me so I ask for forgiveness and protection Writing in concern an maybe in Farewell BRIAN O’Murphy
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Caleb takes down one of those missive and starts laughing"hahah funny that only one one thing is tru and not even that 100%" he then walked further into the rain north to settle some things
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Somewhere in a hidden torture room“ Well I tried to make peace with ye folk….but now ye even close me trading routes” now more enraged the man hit his victim, a middle aged man who refused to pay the yearly protection fee, the man let all his anger out at the victim till he was beaten unconscious.”I hope we won’t cross ways ritsoku…” then it went silent the man left and let the beaten up Man getting carried out thrown into the gutters of a city
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A trusted spy gave those documen To a young man”. Mhhhh… REDGAR.. that man deserted , he almost killed me once, but maybe he changed, but I shall see it for meself” Caleb O’Murphy then dissmised the spy, stood up from his seat and took out a wooden box, takes out a cigar and lights it. Whilst smoking he thinks about those two men” if more like them change we have a greater chance” he then smiled “ there is still hope in this crooked world”
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“Hmmm… I have nothing to say anything to this it’s just true”said some young well suited man in his offices in the morning reading the missive and eating breakfast,then giving the missive to advisor”hang this on the board, all should read it” he then continued to drink coffee and eat some breakfast
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FIGHT FOR FREEDOM | A Call to Arms
Sir_omni replied to Chimeraof1999's topic in Human Realms & Culture
During a very important Meeting of a Company.“ what are we gonna do sit around, we cannot stand this“ from the other side of the room“ye wanna fight for someone that Betrayed ye”then a rather loud voice came”SILENCE, we do as I said we do and now go” the boss of the company dissmised all except his advisor. ”it’s the right thing to do, all are going to fight so do we”„yes me lord it is i shall inform our allies”so it went silent again only Caleb O’Murphy sitting alone again thinking about the missive, the whole meeting was about
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Hmmm best to stay away from some time“Said Caleb O’Murphy in his newly build office“in the end I am getting killed for stuf I’ve done“he was alone; writing stuff for Future heists and since the Fake death he’s Not risking it
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mhhhhh 100 they say would bring trust with the empire"said a Don in hes newly built meeting room"they wouldt kill me anymore, and i could expand"
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Somewhere under Perduran in a Meeting room, a Mobster is handing the missive to his Don“ intresting this does make our 'Buissnes' a bit more complicated“ Said the Don to his Crew. He then dissmisess all execpt one“ bring this to cerulia“ He handed a letter to his right hand man. The man leaves and the Don then Site down, Lits a pipe and Starts smoking
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A man just woken up by commotion on the streets“ be quiet ist the middle of the Night“ the Sound s are getting louder“ goddammit“ je murmurs to himself as he get dressed and goes down. Now seeing the missive“Those basterds how could they“ he spoke with hate. He Rushed Inside and Starts sharpening his weapons
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"i am only gone for some months and all goes to shambles"says the local brewmaster after his return to amberdell
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I’m finished. Finished with all of it.” The McReed muttered, his eyes fixed only on the Lord Marshal of the Imperium. Moments later, Angus felt the corrupt sting of Blighted Steel tear through him. Azhl flooded his veins like poison fire, and he fled—stumbling through alleys, clutching the tainted wound as the curse ate at his strength. By the time he reached a place that would take him in, his legs gave out beneath him. Darkness claimed him before he hit the floor. ——————— When consciousness returned, Angus lay in a bed in the city clinic. A woman crossed the room, offering quiet words that blurred in his ears. But before he could answer, the burn of Malflame surged through his flesh and spirit alike, wrenching a cry from him. He tried to fight, to rise, to defend himself—yet his body obeyed only in trembling fragments. A sharp line of pain cut across his throat , and warmth spilled down his collar. He sagged back, breath faltering. The McReed coughed, flecks of blood touching his lips as he stared weakly at his attacker. The taste of iron coated his tongue. “What… what did I do… to earn this?” he rasped, vision dimming. “You’re racist filth I won’t have in my city,” the voice answered, seething like venom. The blade descended again—swift, final. And with that, the story of Sir Angus McReed came to its end. He died alone no Familie or Friends. No one will ever know that he died regretting it All Credit to @Digit___ for formatting and brainstorming
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Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Angus calmy introuces himself to the woman: "My name Sir angus mc Reed, to your service" at the excat moment he says that he bows befor her. Afterwards he sits down and start tell the story of his life up to this point:" I was born near a little village in a far away kingdom, where the winds howl with the voices of the old gods. my mother soon died in the following winter. so me father raisee me an me brothers alone. Now, My father was a blacksmith, a man of fire and iron, trough him in lerned deciplin and decency. around me 15 birthday an older looking royal guard came up to m and changed me live forever. he has given me the chance to become a royal guard. i accepted and soon me training began. After 1 year of hard training i was ready ,now only i need the make the oath before the king . so there i was before the king, he stated to say the oath which i repeted: I here by vow that i angus will protct the land and the king with my life. to help protect us from the invaders. since that day i have served years with honor. I fought raiders along the coasts, beasts born of mist and shadow, and spirits roused by foul sorcery. I wielded a claymore quenched in the sacred waters of Loch Shiel. My brothers called me steadfast, though I have always said I was simply a man doing what his oath demands. But oaths are tested, and mine was torn asunder the night my dearest companion Fergus betrayed us all. He slipped from the castle under moonlight, carrying with him not only the king’s secrets, but the heartstone itself—the relic said to hold powers beyond thiking. I cannot fathom why he turned his heart to the dark powers that slither beyond our sight. That wound cuts deeper than any blade. Now the High King has set this charge upon me: to hunt the oathbreaker through glen and moor, , and into barrows where the dead kings stir. I do not fear the journey, but I carry the weight of knowing that my quarry was once my brother-in-arms. I am Sir Angus MacReed, sworn guard of the High King.i have travveled many continect sailed many seas. I will see this betrayal answered, and I will see my home safe again—even if the price be my own blood." after he complette he sighs in relief and lean back into the couchon and asks calmy:"so by any chance have you seen a other person wearing the same clothes as i
