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Nods intreagued ''And 'ow May I help yer'in doing so?''

Limping into the Town once more, The crow's gather once more ''I would luv'to Initiate a Vote; Since teh'Crows 'av took a direct hand in Teh'control of Andromeda; I'd like to ask for yer'full co-operation And become a legion within'teh' Andromeda state.. O'course yer'may keep yer'indipendance, but aye; Yer'd be a Military unit garrisoned in yer'current town.. But of course yer'll be given teh'seal of Teh'monarchy.. Nothin' in teh'original contract will chance'' (( if you accept, I'l need a specific template filled out; I'l inbox you it of course. )) (( daegim; Im still waiting on your briefing on your merchants guild mate. ))

(( rp'd out appropriately; and actually only the 2nd time, I dont see what the fuss is about resps; left twice, Other gms have threatened to leave, Many a plaer's left 3 - 5 times ._. Im just being singled out... I wasnt king streight off, Until their was roleplay with marius. ))

The letter is sent to all those Monarchs And Leaders, It reads; Esteemed Lords, Kings, and Queens; Their is something We must discuss, it is of course; Teh' scourge of the plains of Asulon; Prince, And his Lacky Wraith. It has come to me in reports that Some of you may actually be working with Prince, And Furthermore there is Inportant matters of how to rid Asulon of these bandits, and whomever should follow in their footsteps; So I write this letter to you, In good faith so you may attend A meeting on the [ thursday 16th ] on the times of [ 11Pm GMT, If you require to know the time diffrences or whatever, /tell me, plus I will be telling You all if you chose to come an hour prior to the meeting ] The Meeting will be held the cloud temple; And I shall meet you there personally. Yer May bring ~One~ Guard, And Member of yer' Court to come with yer' but nothing more, We will be meetin'on Holy land, No need for bloodshed. (( ascellas the closest thing to the cloud temple since the cloud temple ._. ) And you will be disarmed at teh'gates, Please note this is not A way to trick yer' But infact; A way to avoid unnessary bloodshed; My men will be in Temple, And they are teh'best. Thank yer'for your time.. -King Markus Of the Andromedian States. The letter bears the seal of Andromedia, The squire and bird awaits A reply; [[ Their will be A TS channel, for OOC perposes; So All the attendee's may be required to attend that. ]]

(( definately, that is my pledge ^.^, else slap me if I dont <3 )

As markus stumbles into town; Covered in dry blood, The stench of two months of not cleaning, built up, and A missing finger, A distinct limp can be seen.. Quickly; One of his aids, helps him to his old Town's New features, Including the soldiers home; to which Markus is helped to a seat; His wounds in the process of cleaning ''So Markus, Yer'back for good? What happened? your supose to be dead?'' In deep thought he says; ''Three years ago, I was out huntin', Me and me'friend where ambushed by bandits.. They killed me'friend.. Mutilated him.. Well I guess yer'thought tha'was me aye? With me'blade he had I 'spose. '' He rubs his wrists, still shackles of his captivity bound onto them. ''Teh'bandits, held me captive, took me to their encampment, used me as a slave, I musta'killed two, maybe three o'them before I was knocked out tho... They 'ad me knocking Iron ingots inta'place with A rusty freakin'hammer! I mean Wha' in teh' nether! After A while I got ta' speaking with the other slaves, Organised escapes for teh'others, freed many before teh' final stages of fightin' teh' bandits; Well, aye, Dark night and wha'ever, we bore teh'makeshift arms tha'we'd been makin'for months, and ended up slayin'every last one of those Wunna'those scum, Spent teh'last few months runnin'idle tryin'to find 'ere, And Here I am..'' Unknown to Markus, the new King Of Andromeda; Marius was there, Listening in; ''Well Markus; I am pleased yer'back, Yer've got a Kingdom to run; as to be frank; Its not my cuppa'ale.. Now yer've got to avoid a war; Sort out this Casimir problem, And teh'Mirach Situation..'' All three; The now retired Lord Marius, The King of ol' Markus And The Unamed Soldier share a laugh, There will be no official ceramony. [[ This has been spoken about OOCly, there was no forcing of the handing over the crown; Markus's death was a rational and rather fast dicision, I am now overturning ( I am not the first to do so ) And Marius Is rather pleased That I'm back as He is nor online that much to handle it; and seemingly stressing him out. ]]

(( guys, I need a quick word with you, On skype; benpowell987 ( not about diffrent server or anything. )

(( cheers for putting it up; got linked, and felt I hadda'comment; but not quite right ;D markus was still young, and he died probably out on a hunting trip or somin'.

Follows the Trail of blood, He notices the Scribes corpse.. Walking up to him, He closes james eyes, muttering a short prayer, The king, followed by A armed guard from Ascella, picks up the body, slinging it over his shoulders; to much suprise to his men. Moving it to Ascella, he is placed in the catacombs until the time comes, A pyre is built for the scribe.. Markus remains silent for the new few days, in memorial to His courier and scribe. [[ Will event the Funeral mate ^.^ ]]

(( may want a reread of that, there was an edit :3 )

My friend; Nothing will happen; Infact yer'may stay the same way; although you will have an excellent ally, and brother in arms; There are many to feel their freedom is lost; This is not true, As yer'may Follow whichever religion yer' Wish; Yer' may keep yer'town where it is; yer'region will if accepted; be pretected by the Andromedian royal guards; well one of teh'legions tha'is.. And teh'white crows will mearly become A special Operation's legion within teh'army once more. To serve the people, Not A ''Monarchy'' I myself have a leader, The community, The people that lay their lives on teh'line each day defending us all against bandits; They are teh'true 'ero's Lad, And I will Fight side by side with every last one 'o You, I will be teh'first one into battle; And teh'last one out.

(( basicly anything to get you in your travels; swords; Food; Boats, yer'know ^>^

(( answer the Letter please? <3 I mean Thorik is one of the main people this is aimed at <3

[[ Prince told my ICly that you support him because he has yo'son as a slave ^.^

[[ Thorik can I have an IC response of you? ^.^ Plus I know that thoriks son IS in the hallowed bandits ._. ))

[ I'l inbox you replies ^.^ ]

''I will allow that to be changed, white ravens will act as special forces..''

Next saturday due to lack o'intrest D:

The letter is sent to all those Monarchs And Leaders, It reads; Esteemed Lords, Kings, and Queens; Their is something We must discuss, it is of course; Teh' scourge of the plains of Asulon; Prince, And his Lacky Wraith. It has come to me in reports that Some of you may actually be working with Prince, And Furthermore there is Inportant matters of how to rid Asulon of these bandits, and whomever should follow in their footsteps; So I write this letter to you, In good faith so you may attend A meeting on the [ thursday 16th ] on the times of [ 11Pm GMT, If you require to know the time diffrences or whatever, /tell me, plus I will be telling You all if you chose to come an hour prior to the meeting ] The Meeting will be held At Fort Mirach; To where, We will meet at the cloud temple; And I shall take you there personally. Yer May bring ~One~ Guard, And Member of yer' Court to come with yer' but nothing more, We will be meetin'on Holy land, No need for bloodshed. (( ascellas the closest thing to the cloud temple since the cloud temple ._. ) And you will be disarmed at teh'gates, Please note this is not A way to trick yer' But infact; A way to avoid unnessary bloodshed; My men will be in teh'fort And The Mirachian knights are teh'best o' teh'best. Thank yer'for your time.. -King Markus Of the Andromedian States. The letter bears the seal of Andromedia, The squire and bird awaits A reply; [[ Their will be A TS channel, for OOC perposes; So All the attendee's may be required to attend that.