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Based on the equipment they have, their rank and a few other things, yes.

The strength and HP of the mobs have been adjusted to reflect their rank and role in the grand scheme of things. The ones you were exposed to were a test run to get good values.

From time to time, folks may come across some of these boys or something like them. I'm not going to express what they could be doing or any such, that's up to folks to figure out through RP but treat them like standard hostile mobs. Take it easy, be safe. Etc etc.

Arvedth, returning from a matter abroad, shrugs upon hearing news of the battles to be. He'd speak out absentmindedly as if alongside friends, "Coin to be made, win or lose and we've friends on either side of this battle. May it end quickly and with hefty coin in our pockets."

Yeah man, don't be a stranger.

A band of assumed brigands enter the lands of Vaelya only to depart with their numbers swelling. Perhaps vainglorious pursuits were not the best means of resolving this matter.

The Metinan Company places their stamp upon the document, should it still be unresolved.

The Metinan Company seeks support personnel for the following: Cook Apothecary Chaplain Surgeon Armorsmith Arcane Historian Pay to be negotiated at time of employment.

Sat within their halls, under the dancing and ever shifting shadows of torchlight Arvedth shakes his head at the document. Just as he'd done when it was proposed. He'd mutter to no one in particular, as if Renault was still stood before him, "There will be no discussion. No intent to adhere. Only feigned moral high ground and empty circular words, Just as the Galfreds spoke of in their letters. Even when the old Elven capital was burned, its people whole heartedly slaughtered and its city brought to ruin, their leaders seemed to forget the history that brought them to that point. As though their ever-preached fatigue had become absent and they remained defiant through out any attempts at diplomacy. For a people like this, you need only apply pressure over time. Something they will come to understand."

Came here for shitposts but this is pretty solid work. I'll have to critically poke at it to find exploits, should any exist but good stuff man.

Arvedth nudges Bernard and gestures to Article V.

As title says. Long since swapped phones and need this fixed. Thanks.

Fatigued and sluggish from years of travel, the Eldest Galfred sucks at his teeth upon reading the documents lain before him, “So, the Imperial boys are short of Arms and Armor? Sounds like an easy way of making some good coin. Suppose it’d be to my benefit to see my brother make his return with the steeds as well. It’s back to Kaedrin then.”

The best the server can realistically do is denounce the actions, offer genuine support to those with potential to go through this sort of thing and actually keep the folks banned for their misconduct toward the vulnerable youth. This other stuff just seems tagged on to dilute the discussion because it’s giving the server a really REALLY bad look, as it should.

A kaedreni soldier makes the rounds under the assumption that the information given to him by an Imperial is correct, “The woman has been cleared.”

A response is sent, “Might we get a description of these individuals? With the information presented, there’s no means of hunting these people down.”

A Kaedreni soldier squints at the missive, “I- Are they? Dissent? In the middle of Imperial land? What?”

Amidst the remnants of some crumbled and forgotten hold, high over the heads of the Empire of man with a clear sight upon the quarrels that occur within, tales of voices carried upon wind begin to spread. Chants, calls and retellings of the old world, each seemingly more bizarre and incomprehensible than the last. Others speak of visions lived out through dreams. Methods of gaining immortality, sources of endless wealth, troves of ancient knowledge and ways of ascending beyond one’s mundane power. And then there are those that recall ever shifting horrors. Men, forms ripped and torn into writhing hulking abominations. Dog-like scaled beasts with a near insatiable appetite for flesh. Malicious howling winds with intent to consume the minds of those who dare lend an ear. Throughout each tale and vision, one thing persists. A mention of a simple delta, encircled and restrained. It is through this simple set of symbols that one is to hear the chants and calls clearly. To accept and embrace their boons. Or as some would recall, the gateway in which hellish abominations spill forth. ----- Clear the ruins of its current inhabitants. South of Adria. South East of Helena. Difficult 2,000 Minas RancidHound#1670 – Discord Also open to PM.