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Aislinn raises his pitchfork, preparing to fight the nasty Orcish filth!

Accepted

No, the drama is too much fun and is too entertaining

Denied.

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MC Name: Patriotic_Fool Skype: acolytefright Timezone: PST (-8:00 GMT) IC Name: Kally Race: Mali'aheral Nation Allegiance: Malinor. Age: 212. Can you fight?: No. Do you know magic?: No. Would you do work (Mining/Farming) for the Scions?: Yes.

A frigid wind runs through the partially collapsed ruin. The ancient city bustles with activity, hooded figures scrambling around like ants. Faint torch light illuminates the snow-covered buildings, and it seems a large project is underway. Sitting at a crumbling table, a servant of Setherien scribbles down a copy of a letter. To his left and right sit two more servants, also copying the same letter very carefully. Hundreds of followers inscribe a message in blue ink onto parchment, and even more assist in delivering these letters to every city and settlement in Anthos. The letter reads as follows: “Hello. My name is Kalgeryas, a name which is unknown to most of you. I have spent my time wandering the lands of Anthos, observing the behavior and interactions the four races have amongst each other. As a collective group, and as individuals, all of you have failed miserably. You cause needless conflict - your thirst for violence and bloodshed is worse than a rabid dog. You ignore danger and fail to respect the one true ruler of these lands. I have never been more disgusted to observe such swine roam this continent. You invade the home of Setherien, squandering this land’s natural resources. You abuse technology, allowing any filthy beast among you to use the sacred knowledge of magic. I tire of your existence, therefore I am going to conduct a ‘game’ of sorts. Near each nation capital you shall find a messenger ready to take your offering to Setherien. Each nation shall participate in this contest. The four nations of the Orcs, Humans, Dwarves and Elves shall give knowledge in the form of books, letters, and notes. The books may contain anything useful, however information conspiring against other nations and groups will hold more weight and influence. Upon the conclusion of this game in two elven weeks, the nation with the most collected knowledge will be given immunity against the death and destruction that is to come. Perhaps you take me for a fool, and assume that this contest is just an empty threat. The Orcish Trog, Equinox Grove, Forests of Malinor, lands of Lenfarthing, and even the Cloud Temple have fallen to the power of Setherien. Are you prepared to watch your home be destroyed, and see your friends and family slain?” A simple signature is written at the bottom of each letter. “Kalgeryas” (( The letter is self-explanatory. NPCs have been set up around each nation capital, with a donation chest for players to place signed books. The winning race, according to the letter, will be granted immunity of some sort from the relentless Harbinger attacks. Information that can be used against other nations and races holds more value than simple books, but all books, letters, and notes are welcome. The contest will end on December 25th. ))

Aislinn sends a reply. "When a man loves a woman, and they are grown ups, they kiss each other and hold hands. If they kiss alot, the man gives the woman a ring, and they decide to get married. They ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after."

Aislinn misreads the poster, assuming it was for a slave for sale. He writes a response below.. "I will buy her for 750 mina."

Wonderful! A well thought out post, and I think it explains our motives and addresses problems that we've had. I look forward to seeing how things work out.

Denied. "There actually is more than you need to say, we don't need common thugs and fools with swords."

Accepted!

Accepted!!

Our time has come.. bwyahhaa

This.

Aislinn writes a letter. "If the elves refuse how much is she worth? I would like to purchase her as a slave if possible." He doesn't sign the letter.

Aislinn steps forward, folding his hands on the table. He tries not to give the woman a critical look, and he appears immensely curious. After a few moments of silence, he speaks up.. "What is in store for me regarding battles and conflict?"

Aislinn takes a seat nearby, waiting patiently as the other two get their questions answered.