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The Dark Lord nearly smiles upon reading the papers, happy to hear that Otto-boy is doing well for himself.

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The Dark Lord put his cane down as he sat and took to his pen - twirling a small quill between his digits for a moment as he laid a parchment down before him. He began to write, and not much time later the Warmonger would find this missive folded and sent in a regal envelope, sealed within crimson wax. "To Needle, the 'Warmonger'. I've not much doubt you are not aware of who I am, but simply consider me - in a lack of a better term, a friend. After first hearing about your people's migration to Almaris, I've had worries that you would be mistreated. Yes, that much is self-evident. You have been mistreated in ways that even I cannot hope to imagine, for your people are treated no doubt like the lesser creatures you resemble. I can sympathize with this, with you. It is excruciating to be seen in such a light. I have heard your plea and will be venturing out to the realm of dwarves to meet with any representative you'd like to bring in three saint days. An ambassador, or your leader. We will discuss peace amongst my people and yours. Something beneficial shall be offered for my Clan and yours; perhaps to talk about trade, politics, or we'll share stories about our respective histories - and I will be there to offer you advice regarding any issues you may have on behalf of the rest of the Descendants. However, I've also heard your cry for battle, that darkness you seem to harbor so dear to your heart. I wonder if it makes you feel stronger, despite having such a malformed, strange vessel. I will say this with no hint of doubt in my mind; your people will become nothing more than a passing thought, a mere memory, should you decide to go into battle against the Descendants. Making the world your enemy, even if it is for the sake of pride, is a foolish thing. Do not be persuaded by my words; I will not step forward and command you on what actions you should take for your people, for I personally do not think that is my right. I am a representative of my people as you are yours, and therefore I will not hesitate to act should a drop of their blood be spilt by the tips of your blades. I have delicately studied your people, your ways, your culture. I know who deserves mercy, and who does not. You fail to see the impact your actions and words have on the residents of this land, and I will show you the consequences of such if necessary. I say again. A drop of my people's blood is all it will take for your entire race to be reduced to nothing but the engravings on a wall, a page in a history book, and a stain on Almaris itself. Let that not be a reason for you not to see me in good light, for that is not a warning to you nor your people - but rather a promise. This is a Descendant's world, allow me to accept you into it with open arms. I look forward to seeing a response from you if possible, and will be riding to your home in three days as per scheduled. Until then, I'll be hoping that you'll see this missive as an invitation to peace. - Sincerely, Lord Dark Dael of Edenia."

Congrats to the server and everyone who makes it great.

mfw getting a wholesome philposter is literally impossible lol

Empty pleas. Dark Dael thought to himself as he viewed over the missive in his travels, keeping a tight grip on the handle of his cane. He had nothing to say upon the incident of Hook's death, after all - you reap what you sow. Little thieves. The Dark Lord almost smiled at such a concept.

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The Dark Lord fixes his hat in the mirror, prepared to attend a wedding.

I like the concept on paper but I think it's really weird for spider-cats to just exist in general, there's something weird about it that just doesn't sit right with me. (maybe arachnophobia lol)

Back and forth. The Dark Lord thought to himself, placing today's paper at his side and looked about the horizon. Just a little bit longer.

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Sitting along in a dimly lit room, the only thing producing any light was the glowing wick of a candle, illuminating the top of the notice that was delivered to him - Dark Dael - via his usual messenger boy. The tips of his gloved fingers quietly traced a few very specific letters, his teeth scraping against the inside of his cheek.

Thanks Llir !

you actually made my fight or flight reflex turn on

i like it bro

it's a good post i really liked reading it jojo, i have a few questions tho 1. why is seer-ism able to work with paladinism? 2. what happens when mist healing is interupted - does the wound stay the same or is it half-healed? otherwise it was a great read +1

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cant wait to get my friends to make musin so i can pluck out four per person and then sell them all on the auction house for 200 mina a piece

Dark Dael thinks twice before using mousetraps now.

A certain Dark Lord notices the re-opened shop, happy to see it return.

A Dark Lord loomed over a mountaintop with his hands behind his back, watching the harsh rapids bash against the large jagged rocks collected at the beach. Dreaming, brooding.

The Dark Lord's brow only lowered more and more as he read through the Rex's words. The first thing that caught his attention was the mention of such a foolish attempt on the life of the war chieftain, a subtle grin forming across his pale features as he skimmed through the demands. Perhaps he found them silly, and assumed it would have been quicker to just declare war. Dark Dael did drink a shot of liquor for the Honorable Korgahk'Gorkil however, wishing the best in regards to his plight.