The Triadic Knights wish to declare their unconditional support in both political and military aid to the township of Uhm. The Speaker of The Consulate of The Living City , Frey Asaid'De Majere, is preparing a military takeover of the fishing village to further the power of Tarkuul and his own influence. Such a clear aggression only reflects that Tarkuuls announced neutrality is but a lie used to cover its dark operations.

His allies in this attempt include the City of Ultrinnan, most prominently House Mae'ana, who have not only aided him in this planning but also in political assassinations. The Triadic Knights will ensure that the grasp of this warmongering liar who has shrouded himself in a cloak of neutrality and understanding to mislead the people of Amia will be thwarted.

The lothites of Ultrinnan, his necromancer servants who are aiding him in his endeavors, the split banite organization whom he has always lead in disguise and any other groups devoted to this vile attempt to enslave innocent people for their own dark goals will be persued relentlessly and punished for their crimes so that peace may be given to those who wish to live in it.

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Sir Azeriel El'johnson - Tormtar and Triadic Knight

*Somewhere in Tarkuul a Mystran Necromancer Laughs*

*Somewhere in Cordor a Banite Cleric Laughs*

*In the Shadowflame Manor a Salandran Cleric turns away from the notice board and grumbles something about Necromancers and Tarkuul*

*Somewhere in the Underport a Duergar Cleric of Deep Duera rubs his beard and turns to his brother with a frown* "Bloody hells, more lies... I bet I know who the feck this is too..."

*In Ultrinnan a Cleric of Salvetarm turns to his friend and shrugs* "Guess it's on now.. this should be fun"

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Metalien Sikth Wiki Page: http://amiawiki.shatuga.com/index.php/Metalien_Sikth

* Somewhere in Tarkuul, a lich turns to a banite cleric*

Uhm?

Where tis that?

I.... I'm not sure.

Is it e'en on the Isles? And who are these, to say such? We have nothing to fear, for such lies are merely pathetic machinations by a woman obsessed with revenge for something she did to herself.

Let the Triadics sit on where-ever this place might be, tis likely just another lie or trick she is using to distract them to another of her goals.

*laughter*

Now, let us get back to the topic of import.. as thou can see, incisions made here will rend the skin, but damage nay a bit of the tissue beneath. This is of particular import, when one is animating...

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"Come under the flag of truce, and brook no treason... for mineself is Death, and care not whom knows mine touch."
- Frey Asaid'De Majere

-in the underdarks new tunnels, surveying the area, his shadow comes to him handing him this letter. Of course its amusing to the weapon master of Mae'ana. "Take note of this to the matron for she will wish to know of it. Furthermore, assemble the team. If its a vithing war they want, then we will be only happy to oblige".-

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*Kroann Bloodbeard grins at the message board*

"I be seein' oppertunties ta be havin'" *He strokes his beard and walks off in search of his brothers*

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I keels u with my axe!

"Do ye know where the Holy-Flamin' Frost-brand Gronk-slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' woundin' an' returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-out-yer-bum is?"

**Katsumi hears of it, and rather than be angry, she seems highly amused and only has the following appended to his letter**


Dear knight...I would be fascinated to know where you heard this. Seems your facts are a bit skewed, though, Kitten.
-Katsumi Aizawa

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Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of Eilistraee
Danika Nefzen: Druid of the Earthmother
Delia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm

Having a moment or two to kill while waiting for a comrad, a figure reads over the notices placed in Wiltun and happens across this one. The figure chuckles, a lusty sound that comes deep from her throat. A gloved hand dips into a pouch and pulls out a plume and begins to write on the notice, somehow ink isn't needed for this action, however.

As the figure turns her back to the notice and surveys the square in Wiltun, anyone close would later tell that the most interesting thing about this armored and cloaked figure was the fact that there was only a glint of light reflected on the left side of the helm's visor, as if she only had one eye.

Only when the female figure sees her companion and raises a hand to quickly flash several complex hand gestures and make way towards the gates of Wiltun do her written words become apparent. In a spidery, flowing script is written:

Your facts, Knight, are as askew and diluted as the concept that you would be able to stop us if we so chose to act. You are a group of insolent fools and any aggression towards Ultrinnan will only hasten the already laughably short trip to your grave.

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"I once took the high road and it took me straight to hell and I stood there all by myself." -Hank III