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| Author: | Moridan_X [ Tue, May 26 2009, 2:04 AM ] |
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*The message is posted in Cordor Northern Outskirts and several men claim to see a Cordorian Guard posting the message.* //if a DM wants to see my Cordor Guard uniform, i'll gladly show you, and if its not enough to pass off as a guard from a distance, feel free to change the green part where it is stated what people saw/see to nothing A fiend will be meeting its match within the near future. This future contains a world where everyone shall gasp in awe at the falling of a 'comrade'. A comrade to the druids of the forest pledged to eradicate the unnatural, and to those of Bane, pledged to spread fear of their decrepit Lord. The comrade is a demon from the depths of the hells, damned there as by the Gods will, but aided by the joint hand of Bane as well as the fortunate will of the druids. Though many overlook his foul deeds for the quality of his company, he has been deemed unwanted by the hand of the righteous. The Shadowflame will see his corpse hanged and banished to never return again to plague the island of Amia, to lift the terrible burden of another fiend provoking the people of Cordor. Not only has his hand been blessed by the forest showing true appreciation for his presence, but by the acolytes of Tyr, misguided in their teachings as their leaders have fallen into a darkness where they cannot be salvaged. The work of the devils will cease for moments at realization of their captain's demise by the hands of mere men. A pathetic and humiliating end is what Cordor will behold. The soul shall escape with a deafening clang followed by a silence as the corpse crumbles to its feet. Body mutilated in the name of Ilmatar and those in true practice of the righteous teachings of the true Lords, rather than spreading of an equal fate and "rights" for all who walk the realm. Most don't and never will understand where fiends come from, how unfortunate. Tarick... Let this be a message to you. |
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| Author: | P Three [ Tue, May 26 2009, 4:34 AM ] |
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**A tiny drow, even by Drow standards, dressed in green and black, can be seen reading the notice...at which time her hand comes up and she chants a Burning Hands spell and presses her hand to the vellum over the message, obliterating a good bit of it. Elrien looks at her work, blue eyes narrow, and nods.** None take him but go through me and mine to do it. |
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| Author: | Charles1810 [ Tue, May 26 2009, 6:40 AM ] |
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*A robed wizard walks by as he reads and shakes his head as heading into the forest* |
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| Author: | Phantom-D [ Tue, May 26 2009, 12:06 PM ] |
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*A short Hin approaches and nails up a small note* "Stop being a rake and get a job" ~Some Mate |
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| Author: | MoshingChris [ Tue, May 26 2009, 14:12 PM ] |
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A Grossly fat dwarf with a peg leg and an anchor draped about his neck wanders by and snorts. Get over it matey every culley an' landlubber knows Taricks a bloodeh seagull. |
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| Author: | Herr Delta Houdini [ Tue, May 26 2009, 17:14 PM ] |
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*A certain fully plated man looks upon the note, finding several mistakes(Or what may have appeared as mistakes to him), before shaking his head and laughing for whatever reason(s), he then walks off not even bothering to correct it or even make a reply* |
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| Author: | Gramiscus [ Tue, May 26 2009, 17:58 PM ] |
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Radjvikke silently crosses off another name from his Death List 5. Two more. Tic toc. |
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| Author: | Herr Delta Houdini [ Tue, May 26 2009, 19:30 PM ] |
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*Seth looks at the notice, the Shadowflame part catching his eye and he raises a brow* ...Eh? *He then takes out some blank paper copying the message word for word, Then taking one last read over it he raises an eyebrow at certain parts, one being Demon from Hell, he looks at that part a while with a confused expression before heading off to the Manor* |
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| Author: | Enelya Ancalime [ Thu, May 28 2009, 20:14 PM ] |
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After receiving a copy of the letter at the Shadowflame Manor, Enelya wanders to Cordor and then to the outskirts, looking around until she finds the smoldered version of what remains of the letter. Shaking her head she half snorts out a whispered grumble. "Who the blazes is this person.... claiming we're wanting someones head? Lucky I don't take their's." With that, Enelya squints at the poster, the remains of the already burned poster combusts and she walks away shaking her head at the annoyance. |
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