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A woman looks over the missive after such was slipped beneath her door, scratching the side of her jaw. A pen and paper soon to be retrieved - a message soon-to-be sent.

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4 units is a lot, especially when corruption has been buffed throughout all spells. You step a foot into gross land then instantly shot with a quarter of your units being turned corrupt is far too much. Should be gradual. Besides, CRP goes far longer than 10 emotes when you dont know how to emote how to take hits properly

A gauntlet reached over, flicking the side of his head "You stop that. I already had to deal with the raising of Fisandreth, so I need none of that from you. Anyways..." The gray figure looked down at the missive, grumbling to herself "Troubling times, when war creeps on one's doorsteps. Peace will only last so long. One's promises and oaths were made, and so we must keep such, as is our language. Ready your steel."

"Mrm.." The Elder of the northwestern monastery grumbled to herself, receiving the letter. Upon reading such, she'd lean back against her seat "And it was only yesterday, when I spoke to you. Seems someone from Tor' will need to be potentially culled. Such ultimatum that was given is useless. I wonder what he'll do now." The woman then grunted, coming to a stand as she headed on downstairs, knocking on a few doors of some within her flock "Come. We've a horned one to hunt."

Yes ma'am, pacings just a bit slow atm

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FULL NAME: Verasine AGE: 75 PRIOR EXPERIENCE: Yes SIGNED NAME: V. METHOD OF CONTACT: Discord: gamma.byte MC Username: Gamma_Byte

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Upon receiving the missive, the Elder upon the desert mount reads over, eyeing specific words with a scrutinizing gaze. She remained silent, soon breaking it with a sharp exhale as she muttered to another figure beside her in a lowered tone "Pen to Elathion" Her gaze then turned to the horizon as her companion departed, grumbling to herself "Solene, how brave you are."

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I'd be interested, discord is gamma.byte

Nohr, My patience runs thin - time and time again, have I given you chances to fix the mistakes you imposed upon yourself. You’ve said your past has been shed, yet it seems you still cling onto that infernal skin of yours. For one who revels in darkness and brimstone flames, yet denies it in front of your peers - you are but a seed of corruption. To cause others to bear the same affliction as you just because of your rash decisions, you spread misery in your wake. I cannot deny the deeds of culling hellspawn and undead you’ve done in the past, but to constantly repeat blunders and ignore the advice given to you for the sake of your well being… you spit in our name. As I have warned you, your impulses will be your undoing. You may think my territory is a bastion where you may come to be cleansed. But not anymore. One chance. You will be given one chance to explain yourself at the peak. Should you ignore my summons, you will be met with severance. Should the infernals you now flock with ascend my territory alongside you, you will be met with severance. Should said beasts enter my domain, you will be met with severance. Choose - the collar around your neck, or your final chance. • ✦ • — Credits — Writing - Gamma Formatting - Karim ✦ ———————————————— ✦

"Only 300? My, this must feel quite insulting to you." An individual comments towards no one in particular, chuckling whilst walking by a billboard, the poster catching her attention. She rips it off, folding it neatly before slipping it into her pocket as she continued her wandering.