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FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF BRAZIL --- (Riot against Getúlio in São Paulo) RIOTS! Riots all over Brazil have broken out, asking for the people in charge. In despair, Getúlio steps down from Presidency, and without a V.P, elections are called! THE PARTIES: AIB (AÇÃO INTEGRALISTA BRASILEIRA), candidate: Plíneo Salgado. PCdoB (PARTIDO COMUNISTA DO BRASIL), candidate: Herculino Cascardo. ADB (AÇÃO DEMOCRÁTICA BRASILEIRA), candidate: Washington Luiz PP (PARTIDO PROGRESSISTA), candidate: Elmano Férrer PMB (PARTIDO MILITAR BRASILEIRO), candidate: Marechal Garrastazu Médici (Mod roll for elections, please) @thesmellypocket

"Zkah" a dark shaman mourns for the unknown Muyakelg

"And here I thought my niece had it all... How stupid." Mumbles Roland von Rothchild

is it fake royalty too? jk, looks actually good

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It can breath underwater. No longer a human, by any chance.

((If the orcs do something, I won't do it, rather, I'll help the halflings. If they don't do antyhing, expect some Ancestral warriors going in!))

"Ee-hee-hee! Mi weel try tu go diz tik. Dey blah zo beeg uf dah Znaack'z drinkz." a Dark Shaman cheers, tapping his staff wildly against the ground. (Are you okay with some action? Antagonistically speaking.)

"Its not like you matter that much anyway..." Aerion Visaj says quietly upon getting news of it in his office "But whom am I to judge a good deed... I'd rather have done it myself, but for valah? I'd rather let them die..."

hello yes

Simply amazing. I can think that most of the druids in the community will get slightly triggered, but hey. Huge +1 from me, and as a Dedicant, I'd love to go through such an experience if and when I get to T3. Amazing work as always, Smaw. (Your rushed writing is me focused, apparently)

"Ave Orenia." said an old Ser Rowan var Mardstadt as he passes by Norland!

THE FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF BRAZIL --- --- (Vargas visiting school in Araçariguama, São Paulo) After visiting many interior-city schools all over Brazil, Getúlio decided it was time to change. He called the MP and other important political figures and decided to hold a speech in a public square, specifically in the Praça da Sé, in São Paulo, one of the biggest cities of Brazil. “Good men and women, hard working citizenry of this great nation. I come to you today to tell you that from this day on, the schools of our children, the future of our generation and generations to come, will not be precarious. They will have good teachers, good systems, and even better students. It is today that I announce the Reforma Educacional (Educational Reform) of 1940. From this day on, children will be incentivated to public service, as well as to be hard working, god fearing citizens. They will not commit the same mistakes the blind, blind men of the past government and that Washington Luiz was proposing. Down with communism within our lands! Prosperous be Brazil!” --- -Heavy investment in education, reforming schools and implementing an obligatory public school signing from poor to rich. --- “Other than that, good citizens, we must secure the authority, supremacy and power our great nation has settled within the continent. On the south, the rise of Argentinian economy threatens our sovereignty. Their presence within the League of Nations disallows us to take further action, thus would mean a war against the behemoth of the North. I suggested and thus it was approved on Parliament, that we prepare. We will contact the noble government of Holanda (Netherlands) to suggest them a trade; Suriname in exchange of a sizeable amount of acres in the Amazonas (Amazon) for them to gather and bolster their own economy, giving that Suriname does not generate profit to the Dutch.” --- -An official letter is sent to the Dutch government, suggesting the trade of Suriname for free exploration of the Amazon. --- “Last, but not least, a small tweak to the way our nation works. Starting from this day, elections will be held for each state’s governor. Starting in December 1940, each state will elect a hard-working citizen who thinks they have enough political, economical and social recognition to lead a State into a golden age, thus, helping Brazil itself enter that same age. That is all, good people. Have a wonderful night. Avante, Brazil!” --- -Democratic elections will be held, from Dec. 1940 every 2 years for each state governor. Each may decide things separated from the other with the President of the Republic’s consent. (Getúlio Vargas, President of Brazil, circa 1939)

"For once you speak sense..." Aerion Visaj grumbles.

Mein submission.

Hello yes, can you reserve the the great, powerful nation of Finland? Many thanks.

[RP] RACE: ORK SLAVE NAME/PARTICIPANT NAME: ZHAGO [OOC] IGN: Braz_ DISCORD: Italic Lenny#9205

"Lat am dumb, tho" said Aghzaghoblozhgagoniishutarekzighual, also known as Zagho, to Eimar.

"Brother Jack!" cheers an elderly monk as he drops a vote, clapping!

(Wladyslaw upon his study, circa 1655) Troubling Times -~- Penned and published by Wladyslaw Circa 1655 The god-fearing men of good ilk, from all over Haense, Renatus-Marna and whichever you name live troubling times. Times in which we, sons of The Father, Horen and guided by the light of GOD must attack, slay, maim each other. Is that, perhaps, really the way we must follow for the safeguarding of our kin? Hear me, oh beloved brothers and sisters. I am no church’s monk, but I can assure you that I am as god-fearing as any peasant living around the walls of Senntisten. I write this with a heavy heart, knowing that day after day, more young men are thrown into battle against their own, claiming GOD guides them. Awaken, blind souls! T’is not the time for war, t’is not the time to be separated! We struggle! We need to be united, by strength, land and religion. It is not time to stray from our own and throw degenerative remarks at them! Whilst we bolster wars and skirmishes, there are devious, filthy heretics falsifying the High Pontiff’s name, document and legitimacy. Whilst we turn a blind eye to the struggle our kin is living, we may never, ever, be reunited again. I beg of you, good men and women, rather, I urge we take action and make amend to the mistakes we’ve commited. T’is sinful, frowned upon to fight amidst your own kin, your own beloved sisters, brothers. I reaffirm that I am not one of churches. I but wonder, preaching the words of our Lord, in His perfect creation in which we live. But t’is time to end petty conflicts and skirmishes. Widows cry as their husbands die in combat, and children woe for their mothers, whom cannot live without their loving husband. It is time we once more come together, as a people, undivided, unconquered under the arms of GOD, and if such happens, I cannot believe there is a way we can become stronger. These troubling times hath to teach us how to make better, how to not repeat these same sinful mistakes. I finish this with but a small prayer to my brothers who go and fight, asking for their well-being and safety. Ut laudabant Deum, utiname Pontifex habeat vitam longam, Wladyslaw Strzanovicz.

A letter in rather beautiful hand writing is sent to the writer of this piece, it's sender identified by what seemed to be an alias... "Good day, priestess Carsandra! This fine piece you've written and had the good-hearted will of sharing with the rest is astonishing, pure and wise in nature. I wish I could work with you, though time and condition disallow me. However, I avidly encourage you to continue producing such masterful pieces. -V"

(Based of Plato’s definition of Love in the Symposium and historical records) A Thesis on Love -~- We know naught plenty of what haunts our mortal coils, mortal minds and souls. Love is one of them. Love haunts us, consumes us. Our bodies and psyches. It’s nature is twisted, though unbent by the descendants. Unchanged it is and shall remain. Beyond our comprehension, one can simply theorize on it’s immortal nature. It is fact that love can be felt by descendants healthy of mind and soul and void of darkened souls, minds and heart. Of course, though, it is past these simple, absent-minded day-to-day questions. ‘Do you love me’, ‘do you care for me’. Love goes beyond physical attraction to another. Love is about both mind and soul working with each other to achieve the maximum level. Not only marriage, not only going out. The next level is acting as one, a singular mind, a singular soul, a singular source of knowledge. However, love seeks more than the appeal of the other’s soul and mind. It seeks knowledge, it seeks true union. Thus comes the two worlds we are circled by, but cannot truly understand; the Sensitive world, imperfect copies that can be mutated at will, twisted, changed, contorted, and the Intelligible world. The truth, the unchangeable, untwistable, perfect representation of the world we inhabit. The Sensitive world, void of the maximum truth, may never achieve, or near the perfection that is the Intelligible world. It is unseen and only reachable by one who has maximum knowledge of every small, nitpicked detail that composes the very essence of our world. That is what the Intelligible world is. The essence of our own world, of oru souls and mind, from which we draw the truth about every twistable detail in our surrounding. One would call the man or woman who accessed the Intelligible world crazy, mad, lunatic at the core. They would have seen the most perfect circle, the single most tastier apple, and shiniest, purest pond. The Intelligible world is composed of perfection, pure and simple. One can only dream of what it can possibly represent to them. Furthermore I end this thesis re-affirming the existence of both worlds. One of the truth, pure and sweet, and one of imperfect copies, void of beauty and sweetness. Our world, on which we wage wars, kill brothers and sisters and disgrace names will falter and falter on it’s path to the Intelligible representations, unless we make a change. Unless we become pure, in mind, body and soul; Written and conceived by Aerion Visaj Circa 13th of Malin’s Welcome, 1655 -~-

"The ****'s the point?" asks Raeberth Horen-Therving to a monk, who simply shrugs and walks away. "What a bunch of lunatics!"