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  1. Very well, it does not help when people make unnecessary and undecipherable comments that pertains nothing to this War-Claim. As much as I am not fond of Seventh's 'maneuver', I am looking past it and if you all want a fair judgement, I require that people do not devolve into monkeys and [pardon my french again] throw sh-t at each other. Let Ital, Uthor, and I deal with this. We are not being biased and Seventh's 'reversal' does not reflect on our ability to sift through this. We however will refuse if we have more ignorant comments. From Both Sides of the 'Table of this War-Claim' so to speak.

    Ah thank you :) You have always had a way with words

  2. Below is a conversation I had with Seventh on the issue and I feel like the arguments that were put up were not at all valid and I would like to request that the original GM, Seventh, and perhaps a third GM or administrator like Native oversee this as both sides are claiming the other to be biased.

    AH There you are LoTC! Just the way I left you!

  3. The Death of Queen Dawn Perea

    The people of Solace are not those blind to the problems within their own walls, they are not ignorant to what others have said, the slander of their Queen Dawn Perea. Word travels the Lands of Asulon, and the overthrowing and slaughtering of the Queen has long been planned. A once loved Queen, leader of but a small farming nation was once loved by so many, now branded a witch, a killer, a creature of evil.

    With the war looming on the horizon and the approach of Salvus’ doom, the time to act had come. King Edwin Sheffield, along with the Ordinators, meet in the barracks to discuss the foul words that have been spread of their Queen while she pacces her palace, her mind clouded by thought and self doubt.

    “If she cared for her people would she not give herself up the opposing force? Too long has her tyrant reigned lived on! I say we burn the witch!”

    The rabble of debate fills the room and the follower of Dawn Edward makes his way to the door, unnoticed by the bickering crowd. He makes his way to the Palace, needing to warn his Queen, unable let these people butcher this lady who has put so much into this nation, so much love to her people.

    *It seems as though the rain has not ended since the war has begun, what evil marks these lands? What is the cause of the darkness?*

    Edward finds the Queen and grabs hold of her tight in his arms,

    “It is not safe for you my Queen, they will see you torched with no words to explain your side”. He

    takes her up the stairs and pulls her into her room, locking the door behind them. Dawn goes to the balcony to look down on her fields, her people, the rain falling from the sky. Edward starts to move all the furniture to the door, in any attempt to keep the people from harming her.

    *The crops are dead and withered. A once fruitful land is now blackened with the black mark of a hope now lost.*

    After much deliberation between the King and the would be mob they had finally come to an agreement. It was time for Dawn to answer for her crimes, they would not allow her to drag Salvus into a pit of destruction and despair. With desperation in their strides, the mob set out towards the palace.

    *There was once a sound of music in these streets, the sound of people dancing and singing in the city is now gone, the only sound be that of cries, the sound of people chanting for the Queen’s head.*

    The last of the furniture was stacked at the door, edward draws his blade ready when he hears the men march up the stairs of the palace, the sound of the chants echoed through the halls. Edward holds his body firm against the furniture, sword in hand and all at once the force of the many men who wish to have the queen dead plows at the door throwing Edward to his knees. The men make calls from the hall, words that have become so familiar to the Queen,

    “Open the door you witch!”

    “You knew your fate!”

    “You’re nothing but a *****! Just a sex toy!”

    “You will burn you damn ****!”

    *****!”

    These words had no longer had an effect on her, they were once painful for her but she knew what she was in the eyes of the people. She had been painted into something of evil, a monster, a hag.

    *The doors smashed in but moments her room is flooded with anger and hate, a tidal wave of pain and lost love.*

    Edward was quick to rise to his feet, he has been by Dawn’s side for as long as they could both remember and now he knew that he was ready to die by her side. Sword in hand he lunged at the ordinators, trying to hold them off, praying for some sort of miracle, a prayer unheard, unanswered. The blade of a man he once marched with, once called his brother, found the neck of Edward. Steel bit through flesh as the blood poured out of the wound, just as hope had poured out of Dawn. Edward fell limp, his nearly lifeless body smashing onto the floor. A final whisper could be heard, so quiet, yet audible

    “I am sorry, my Queen, I have failed you.”

    *Are you a hero when you take the life from an innocent? are you brave if you can look into the eyes of a man you once called friend as he draws his final breath?*

    As Dawn watched Edward fall she could not help but to let a single tear slide down her cheek, knowing that this was the end, she was ready to die to appease the fools that branded her a witch.

    “What is it you wish of me then?” She whimpers, “You wish to create me into this monster that I can not prove that I am not!” Dawn steps back and looks over the balcony, her men draw near with torches in hand, awaiting the word to set the room ablaze.

    “Do you wish me to overlook the signs then?” The King steps forward from the crowd. “You have lived for so many years, your eyes are darkened, your skin wrinkles and starts to rot! You have committed evils that must be punished, you cling to a child that you have not bore!”

    Dawn glared at the people before her, eyes fogged over with sadness and remorse.

    “there is nothing else for me to say then, act on to me as you wish, punish me for my crimes.”

    With that she turned to the window and looked out to the land she once ruled.

    “I am sorry to those I have failed.”

    *Does she not cry human tears? Does she not feel human emotions? Are you proud of what you have created? This monster is a painting, you people are the artist.*

    The King walks from the palace, his men marching by his side, no longer did the men have torches in hand, no longer were their chants for Dawn to be hung. In one moment there was silence, not a sound to be heard, the only light coming from Dawn’s room in the palace, the room where she was burned to death.

    *Either You Die A Hero Or You Live Long Enough To See Yourself Become The Villain...*

  4. *stand in the near shadows over hearing the complaints of the citizens of Hanseti. Samuel takes a step toward the group, clearing his throat and addresses the people

    "I do thank you for bringing up this issue in a civil manner and I will take a moment to address all of the issues that I heard discussed in these last few moments. What you fail to understand is once you apply and are approved for a passport your information as well as a detailed drawing of your facial features is recorded in a large book that can be referenced at all times. If your passport is stolen or you drop it in the wilds you do not need to reapply just inquire about getting a new copy of the parchment. Now I hope that will settle the issue of losing your passport and I will move on to the issue of price.

    The price is not as steep as you say, we haver many people who work in the passport office and we use this money to pay our men who work in the passport office as well as offering health care to our citizens, theatre presentations and protection while within the realm.

    Ah and I am happy you comment on the issue of spies. Yes of coarse a spy could breach the passport office and may successfully receive their passports but you need to see the bigger picture. What this allows us to do is document their name and appearance in our records. Do you not see? Once the spy is caught we can mark them as a spy in our books and we can successfully banish them from the realm indefinitely!

    I do again thank you for bringing forth your complaints and if you have any further questions you may speak up now.

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