Tulan

"Finally, the bonds of the sons of Malin are mending." Ruathar Indoren would smile as news reached Nor'asath, he began sharpening his sword, should they need to fight the mali'thill after the war with the false Emperor was concluded. 

"Fret not, people of Sedan, The Hartcold are renowned for being turncoats." Sigmar Baruch chuckled, not very surprised.

6 hours ago, amyselia said:

The dwarves’ coalition is not a coalition with the purpose of dethroning anathema, for they care not for our canonist laws and neither do their allies.

"This is simply a false narrative, if the Emperor and his Empress abdicate their grip on the Imperial throne. And live out their days in exile, accepting the righteous justice before Godan for their countless sins, the people of Orenia would ultimately be spared, it would do you well to not make conjectures." Sigmar Baruch sighed, rubbing his forehead in disbelief. As he would pen the public response "However misinformed you must be, this saddens me that free thinking is not a practice in Oren. The Empire is better than any one man, or woman. And might avoid the needless bloodshed with a simple stroke of a pen from the Emperor's hand." 

"A wise man, if only more could see that Phillip lll is tearing down the foundation of the Empire. He would be wise to relinquish his claim and flee Almaris forever." Sigmar Baruch said "Begone Phillip, scourge of humanity." 

"More Orenians should come to realize the Empire is not their Emperor and Empress, the Empire may endure long after their foul bodies are food for worms." Sigmar Baruch sighed, pondering greatly why anyone would follow such cruel overlords to begin with, he came to the conclusion it must be blind ignorance.

"Doing good deeds should be sufficient enough for God, no matter your preference in religion. A dangerous sentiment for some, but that is fine with me. Who are we to guess at what God thinks as worthy?" Sigmar Baruch would state.

"Per'aps me kinsmen ain't tha' bad afterall, eh." Donn Guthrie II of Clan Guthrie would comment, a jovial smile passing his lips.

Conall Guthrie frowns in the Seven Skies at the poor decisions of his fellow kinsmen.

"This valah woman is very wise, hopefully her message does not fall on deaf ears by those who so adamantly advocate for this senseless bloodshed against the dwed, it's time to listen to cooler heads for a change." Ruathar Indoren admired the courage to go against the stream laid out by the governing body of the Empire. "Velulaei y nae ilumeh."

"So Orenians resort to cowardly night raids, is anyone really surprised? You just proved all the things people say about the Empire in hushed tones." Ruathar Indoren would frown at the cowardly raid on Urguan.

"Perhaps it's time for a proper coalition to thwart the Savoyard, and their false Emperor." Sigmar Baruch would add. "In the light of Godan, there will be justice to these traitors who corrupt the whole of canonism." 

Elsewhere Ruathar Indoren would be smiling fondly as the budding new Empire made more and more enemies. "A global war is brewing." He muttered in his clanhall 

"If more people shared your view, rather than follow blind indoctrination of religious institutions. Perhaps the World would be a better place for all, no matter what religion you preach, or if you like most see that genuinely good deeds in your daily life amounts to more than a life of servitude to the church. More individual thinkers like you should be welcome."  Sigmar Baruch looked over the missive with a smile.

"That it doesn't bother anyone who are mentally sound, when the Emperor says no one will be spared, and you cheer that on. For those of you who have been fortunate enough, like myself, to have children. Would you really want anyone to suffer such a terrible loss?" Ruathar posed that question to the Imperials who even now more than ever would come off as no more than monsters. "A Shame if this is the shared mentality of the Empire to justify the slaughter of innocent men, women and children."

"I see now... not even under new administration can Oren make realistic demands, they haven't even changed. With their insurmountable, greedy demands for mina, you're pushing Urguan directly to war. Why should they part with a single coin, to cover up your expenses after the uprisings in Providence? So much for a chance at peace. The bitter old guard of Oren finally corrupted the ear of the new Emperor." Ruathar Indoren sighed deeply, hoping that the peace could've lasted. He pondered this while overseeing the reconstruction of Nor'Asath. "Make the walls five feet wider, and taller." He said to one of the skilled artisans of Mali'ker descent. He pointed out where to make them stronger on the crude sketch of Nor'Asath.

"Great changes are coming to Nor'Asath, and its people." Ruathar smiled widely as the news quickly spread through the newly named Nor'Asath, and beyond. "May our settlement continue to thrive. Velulaei y nae ilumeh"

"Perhaps when Ephesius shreds itself from the grasp of Imperialism, then it may be benificial to talk." Ruathar looked over the missive with a slight furrow in his brow.

"Surely the Empire can understand why it is we turned toward the protection of Urguan? No one else seemed to grant us an olive branch after the fall of New Magara'lin, we had still been marooned without the hospitality of the dwed. So anyone who may claim we're no friend of the Empire is speaking from lack of an kind of personal experience with us. We are not mindless savages who prey on the weak. Not one of us have raised arms against the Empire. Even so, we are at our right to defend our home against any and all who would seek to diminish our right to live as we see fit." Ruathar Indoren would clarify some of the ongoing ignorance among the thriving one-sided Imperial propaganda machine.  "Hopefully this will shed some light upon the other side of the coin, instead of immediately jumping to the conclusion all who are under Urguan are cruel beasts. It should be accepted that we actually attempting to run a functional semi-autonomous state under Urguan. Much like Haense remained a subsidiary state under the Empire for a very long time. Why should it be no different for ker? Why should we not be allowed to recover in a similar fashion until a day where ker can reunite? It is not unknown to me that the Imperial Vice-Chancellor looks at us with great disdain, the one bastion of Mali'ker he couldn't bring into his little experiment."

Signed

Ruathar Indoren, Grand Steward of Stygian Hollow

"And once the coming battles has occured, who will keep your soldiers in check from clipping the ears of those Elves who sought sanctity as vassals under Urguan? Will you be able to maintain that restraint? It has been less than two centuries since the most zealous of Canonists would take elven ears during conflict." Ruathar would ponder on this lingering question, a frown on his face as he overlooked the town of Stygian Hollow with a concern for its inhabitants. We should lock the gates more frequently from now on. He thought to himself, lest the Orenian aggression goes against them aswell.

Ruathar Indoren crumbled up the invite and tossed it into the fireplace "All well and good if times were not so filled with tension in the political sphere." He said to no one particular, while sitting in a chair in his home

Ruathar frowned deeply as he sat among his fellow Mali'ker when he got the news. "We must aid our brothers in the snow, before we let this scourge spread to all of Almaris unhinged. As the caretakers of this world, we as the sons and daughters of Malin must lead this fight. Rather than sitting in compliance and accept the annihilation of the Mali'Fenn." He urged the the ker around him to go to the Fennic Remnants when the time would come.

"I applaud you in your endeavour Kolturian, truly. Though I fear the tear among our people have become too great. I will admit I have little love left for one son of Malin, that is no secret. With their countless neglect toward their fellow Mali, I would bow down if you can bring the prideful Mali'thill to the table, but I fear they are lost to their own machinations."

"Even so, that should not limit the remaining Mali to form closer relations in the future, that perhaps someone like you may aid in shaping a better tomorrow for Mali. Velulaei y nae ilumeh, Kolturian."

Ruathar Indoren, Grand Steward of Stygian Hollow 

"A truly devastating loss of civil liberties, Velulaei y nae ilumeh Orinmon, Velulaei y nae ilumeh. And may Krathol torment the souls of these Mali'thill for an eternity." He shook his head in disbelief "How long will the nations of Almaris abide by these merciless acts done by this regime? And what will your 'glorious' state do about the blighted land of Ando Alur, that you caused! Or is this just another one of those times you will disregard your duties for the betterment of all? If you're the main contributor to this blight, you alone should risk your lives cleaning up the chaos you wrought." He frowned deeply as he reached word of another of their transgressions. "Justice always prevail against madness."