The Shining Hand

In an assault of righteous objective, bestowed with inevitable triumph by the nature of the deed’s virtuous motivation, a unit of exceptional men executed coordinated strikes against monuments of Imperial ‘strength’ in the name of peoples oppressed across the Realm. A cabal of guided hands, inspired by a great cause and boundless loyalty to the idea of freedom, sallied deep into the bowels of the beating heart of this net of despotism and subjugation cast across the realm of Axios. They struck with bomb, torch, and sword and marched for their objective. They razed to the ground a woeful cog in the machine of moral decay, the offices the Empire of Oren’s administration, and, by broad aim, the residences of the surrounding district. Collateral destruction in a campaign is innate, as the nation of decadence and cruelty has itself wrought, and inevitable in this blessed conflict. Warriors of this Shining Hand attacked also the offices of the Johannesburg Capitol Police - the wicked bastion of the men who insulate the poisoned soul of this evil Empire from the consequences of its actions. The captain of this department of ‘police’ laid with an elf mistress outside of wedlock in a hovel only steps away and sinned, with great passion, while the city he swore to shelter burned. Five crusaders of a coalition of tyranny died in this attack. Above all, a small cadre of upstanding commandos, guided by the righteousness of cause, simultaneously infiltrated the very core of this cancer in the realm of Axios and delivered a gift. These men left, cradled in a pillow upon the bed of the despot declared ‘Emperor’, a knife engraved with the name ‘John Owyn’. If the crusaders of this organ of corruption, the “Empire of Oren”, cannot withdraw assuredly to the safety of their own chambers, where then is safe from a knife in the dark? This attack is a warning to those that would perpetuate the enslavement of this Realm: no man, however prominent, lies outside of the reach of men infused with blessed cause. The head of the writhing snake can be severed by a single dagger in the back or a well-aimed bolt delivered by a martyr of sublime conviction. Shout the name of liberty from the rooftops and proclaim the righteousness of its cause and find a place as an exalted soldier in an unstoppable tide. The task of this Shining Hand is war - its campaign is endless while freedom still weeps. In the name of the morality of cause and in stalwart rejection of the right of this Imperial regime to rule the Realm of Axios, the kinsfolk of the subdued and censored are forced to action. THE SHINING HAND

In a blessed attack, which was ensured success by the nature of the act’s moral righteousness, a cadre of guided hands destroyed utterly a symbol of so-called Imperial ‘might’ and the tombstone of a people entangled in a web of despotism. A faithful group of the disciples of the Shining Hand - may the virtuousness of its Path protect it and efficacy guide its aim - struck out with bomb and torch. The act targeted the capital of Imperial decadence and moral decay, Johannesburg, and the obscene monument of its expansion, the Embassy of the Dominion of Malin. Only a single man died in this attack. Let the Empire of Oren - and those who walk in its path - know that the subjugated will not stand solely to burn effigies of tyranny; this attack is the first of the storm and a warning to those who would perpetuate the Imperial enslavement of the races of the realm. In the name of the morality of cause and in stalwart rejection of the right of this Imperial regime to rule the Realm of Axios, the kinsfolk of the subdued and censored are forced to virtuous action. THE SHINING HAND