AnonymousAlexa

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The Rustler Boss ponders the notion of picking up a new hobby in her off time!

“Eyes on the prize, lads,” the Rustler Boss remarked to her compatriots as she carefully tied her yellow bandana, preparing to set out for the hunt!

4 minutes ago, UnBaed said:

“At least their purpose isn’t just to kill whatever they don’t immediately agree with,” Celiasul idly commented to a grandfather clock, mistaking it for an actually sentient creation of her own. 

Elsil’Ceru ponders the countless lives she has spared. If only more people would give in to her demands…perhaps they would be spared too!

An infamous ‘ker scoffs upon reading the missive. “Imperial elves? They are a disgrace of malin’s descendants. Perhaps we shall pay them a visit…” Without another thought on the subject, she resumed the sharpening of her blade

The Holy Matrimony of Norlander and Rustler

The bells would ring throughout Stygian Keep in rejoicement! A wedding! A wedding! On the 15th of Malin’s Welcome, year 39 S.A, a beautiful ceremony shall bind the two flowers who have pledged the rest of their life together in love and harmony!

The scrawny 5’4 manlet Northguard Lee Sun has declared his undying fidelity and love for the beautiful, young, Rustler Astrid Boulivert and proposed to her within the Rustler fort! A true tale of two young lovers who by all means should not be together but fate has made it so!

“I know I don’t have much, and I know we haven’t known each other for long, but will you marry me?” Where the words that were so romantically ushered out from the Northguard’s mouth as he dropped onto one knee, stating: “Till death do us part” 

An invitation would be extended out for all of Almaris, those who wish to watch the two young lovers bound together are more than welcome to watch.

The citizens and royal family of Norland would be personally invited to watch one of their own Red Faith guards, sacrifice his religion in the name of love and undergo a Canonist wedding!

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11:15 PM EST TONIGHT!
Rustler Keep in Stygian Hollow

The new Baron of Otistadt puffs out his chest with pride for his house and kingdom.

3 minutes ago, Legoboy7984 said:

Britannus Vanir yawns as he remembers hearing the Rustlers lost to the halflings

Elsil'Ceru does not recall ever fighting the Halflings.

The Ceru Family

"Strength from Unity”

The Ceru family is comprised of mali’ker renowned for their combatant abilities. Though they have existed for centuries, the name rose to prominence decades after the migration to Almaris when Ceru siblings--Elsiimah and Elsil--founded the Rustlers, a dangerous and infamous bandit group for hire.

The Ceru Family Members

Living Members:

Elsiimah’Ceru [Xhawn / __Clocky]

Elsil’Ceru [AnonymousAlexa] 

Arbane'Ceru [BluSensei]

Physical Appearance

All Ceru's are mali’ker with ashen gray skin. Their hair is tinted shades of white and black, and their eyes vary most commonly between purple, red, and orange. Most Ceru's stand at heights between 5’10 - 6’7 and are naturally bulky due to their ancestors’ laborious past. 

Family History

Ancient members of the Ceru family worked as various laborers, primarily employed in the fields of farming and ranching. While the vast majority of the family participated in honest work, a few opted to become “rustlers” in its literal term--cattle stealers. While the lives of most ancient Ceru’s were taken from them due to poor living conditions, these “rustlers” lived on to procreate and live modest lives on the outskirts of society.

In later generations, the Ceru’s largely abandoned their malicious practices of stealing cattle and instead, trained in combatant roles. Many Ceru’s found themselves fighting in the armies of various nations in order to receive a fair living wage. Despite their proficiency in combat, no Ceru ever reached a high ranking military position.

While most Ceru’s took to honest work, a small minority of the family continued stealing cattle and eventually, began banditting the roads. Nevertheless, few family members partook in such activity, so the Ceru’s never became prominent or feared brigands.

Decades following the migration to Almaris, siblings Elsiimah and Elsil'Ceru rose to prominence after their founding of the Rustlers, an infamous and dangerous bandit group for hire. The siblings had not descended from a branch of Ceru which had participated in cattle stealing or banditry--in fact, both their parents were guards of Vira’ker. Nevertheless, they had grown up hearing stories of their distant and ancient relatives. Though such accounts were told with disdain from their parents, the siblings’ pure greed and lust for power drove them to follow in the footsteps of their misaligned ancestors. 

In search of riches and power, the siblings abandoned their work as Goats of Sedan, and instead founded the Rustlers, named in honor of their ancient cattle-robbing predecessors. Quickly, the siblings rose to prominence as the Rustlers became feared by many across Almaris.

"My sword training will finally come in handy," remarked an Ithelanen with an amused smirk as she prepared to cut down all those who opposed Azdromoth.

Elsil'Ceru stamps the poster with an official Rustler approval!

"Krusae zwy Kongzem!" cried a weary and aged Aleksandra Ludovar as she polished her trusty blade in preparation for the imminent bloodshed.

Meanwhile, a young Ludovar boy retrieved his wooden play sword, thrusting it about as he ran along the grounds of Kazstadt. "DIE, ELVES!"

"Unbanished? Well...this is a pleasant surprise," stated a certain Rustler in disbelief as she read the decree thrice to ensure she was not hallucinating--she was not!

“Their prices were far too high anyways!” remarked financial genius, Elsil’Ceru. 

A certain Rustler Boss released a soft chuckle upon reading her associate’s “promise”. “We are ne bandits,” she softly affirmed to none but herself. “Simply mercenaries!”

A bedridden Elsil released a series of pained cries, which she attempted to cover with coughs. Although Legolas had officially been nothing more but a slave to her and the Rustler brigands, in reality, he was much more. He was a friend, a comrade, even. He would be missed by the entirety of the Rustlers.

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Elsil'Ceru beamed faintly as she read over the declaration of war. "Rally the men," she weakly instructed of her elder brother. "Fight in my name. Slaughter the orcish pigs." @__Clocky

“War is on the horizon,” a certain mercenary remarked from her bedridden state. “The Rustlers are prepared to defend the good men of Elysium,” she promptly affirmed, before suffering a coughing fit. 

An infamous Rustler scoffed upon reading the missive, amused by the actions of whatever amateur bandit group was targeting Rhein. “Horrible spot to bandit,” she muttered between coughs, her chronic illness ever present. “There is hardly anyone there to bandit at all!”

A bedridden Elsil’Ceru chuckled faintly, before delving into a brief coughing fit. “Luckily Legolas is a servant, ne a slave!” she affirmed to her brother, who had also suffered a similar illness delivered upon the pair from the sky gods themselves!

A faint grin formed from beneath Elsil'Ceru's yellow bandana. "Let us see if they can uphold such a promise. Doubtful."

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Elsil'Ceru cackles from behind her yellow bandana. "Sounds like the uruks need a special shipment of copium!"

Upon hearing word of the missing persons of Stygian Hollow, Elsil’Ceru promptly set out alongside her Rustler brigands in search of the culprit!