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Augustus begins pondering a price for his new friend, writing a missive down. "It would seem some of us are at an impasse here, good Curonians! Not I, of course, but, your people and Suffonia. They would very much like this head, as well. I think the only equitable way to solve this is through a delightful auction. Bidding will begin at ten thousand mina, friends!" Augustus signs his name at the bottom, sending a similar missive to the Suffonians. @Sheczar @Arcean "Bidding will end in one saint's day of this missive being sent," is penned below his signature.

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“All it took was a small reminder from your good friend Augustus Vilac.” Augustus says, chuckling. “Isn’t that right, Ester?” He says, asking the now decapitated head of Ester Rose within his manor.

“Time to kill you as I did your predecessor, then.” Augustus says, beginning another hunt.

“Hm, if you’re going to talk about nobility or honor, maybe you shouldn’t lie about what happened with her body. We brought it for a funeral that hasn’t even been announced yet, by order of Godric.” Augustus Vilac says, chuckling at the audacious lie.

Augustus scoffs as he reads the missive, “All have seen the faults of Ruswick, yet Oren in their desperation attempt to warp the situation to include Urguan in a war against Morsgrad.“ He says, shaking his head before continuing on. “Oren talks about ending their dealings with Ruswick, yet this is not the truth as they had willingly changed sides - and the entire duration of this, and after, Haense were offering incremental sums of Mina to lure them back. Another Orenian missive full of lies.” “Regardless, I offer my blade, along with those of the Sons of Fortune mercenary company to Urguan against the bandits, should they accept it. I currently contract them, and will offer them free of charge to Urguan.” He says, sending birds off to those of the Under Kingdom. @Mickaelhz ((Server is poopoocaca rn so just gonna ping you on forums for this offer.

“Good riddance,” Says Augustus Vilac. “Morons, the lot of them.”

Augustus Vilac cleans off his blade, after returning her body to the city of Curon. “Although I spent my time hunting you, I will continue to hold respect for your undying loyalty to your people, Ester Rose.” He says, as he dips the missive into his fireplace within his family’s manor, watching the flames eat away at it, before it is reduced to ash. “If only you could have remained with us, and see what had become of the wretches that had the gall to insult you when you were still married to Vladrick.” He laments, fond memories rushing through his memory.

Augustus wonders if he was using Aristoisism to kill the Rubernian.

Yikes. I don’t even think this warrants a conversation due to how terrible this idea is. If you’ve played on the server for more than an hour, much less being a moderator or an admin, you’ll know people don’t compromise on this server unless a blue tag tells them what to do. It doesn’t happen now, and will likely never happen between certain player bases. If the issue is as you say it is, that on-site moderation isn’t efficient currently, this is not the solution. You might think this idea ‘encourages wholesome civility between the community’ but it just doesn’t. If anything, it incents people to stay with their little community of people and go out of their way to not interact with certain people. Edit because I'm dumb and didn't put this – The idea of ‘compromise and working together’ is what the current war rules were based on. It didn’t work.

A Captured Officer The depiction of Alexios, sobbing in the corner. The roads for another day will be scourged and many Orenians fell to their final breath this day, but this Officer has been captured and returned to the cages of Rubern. There is a simple decision to be made here, come and negotiate a ransom for this Imperial Captain, or he will be slaughtered. You have a few saints hours.

Augustus reads the poem.

Augustus thinks this old man has finally lost his marbles.

Augustus prepares to burn down the city of Haense. “Maybe the cancerous lump Haense truly is shall finally be removed from the world – once and for all.”

THE PACT OF MAU’MADUR Signed in the Winter of 1741 The Orcs of Mau’Madur and the Duchy of Morsgrad affirm, through devotion and determination in upholding this accord, their purpose of establishing and safeguarding our peoples. With this accord, they seek to promote peace in our time. The Terms, agreed upon by both signatories, are as followed: [ I ] : The Orcs of Mau’Madur hereby agree to join the Duchy of Morsgrad in the current war against the Holy Orenian Empire. [ II ] : The Parties hereby agree that the pact will last for the duration of the war against the Orenian Empire until peace is assured. Following the war, the pact will be lowered to a non-aggression pact for a period of three years. [ III ] : Upon the conclusion of the three-year non-aggression pact, the possibility to renew the pact with bilateral consent from both of the parties exists. Chancellor Augustus Vilac, on behalf of Godric

THE BOUT OF HELENA BRIDGE Another day would bring upon another fight - the Reiver brigand had rallied forth their men to the gates of Helena; they were bolstered by Orenian & Haense forces. Reivers, forever blinded by their hunger for loss had somehow convinced the men of Oren that this could be a fight to be won. With that, they set off from Helena and marched down towards the recently lost Helena War Camp which was now firmly in possession of the AIS. Outside of the war camp they met a retinue of AIS men, as was expected at this point. Upon sight, as usual, they took flight and fled the scene - routing back to their city. However, they did put a stand as upon crossing the Helena bridge they turned and pushed in to the AIS forces - and thus the Bout of Helena Bridge began. The front lines of either forces clashed in the middle of the bridge… It did not take long until the Orenian & Reiver forces front line cracked beneath the pressure from the AIS, their line caving inwards. Bah, it was becoming too easy - with that steel gourded into flesh and limbs were torn asunder. Once more another piece of Orenian land became littered with their own bodies and blood. Let this mark the fifth victory out of five claimed by the AIS against their opposition. Woe to those who bring their blades against the might of the AIS.

Augustus chuckles, after watching Godric stomp Peter III’s skull in.

Augustus Vilac chuckles after the Haensemen said his brother could break any law that he wanted out of pure fear. He waits for the Haensetian cowards to pay the weregild and surrender the officers for justice.

Augustus Vilac nods to the new patriarch of House Vilac.

Cicero reads the missive, saying a small prayer for the departed.

Alexei sharpens his blade in preparation for the days to come.