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"Not can be assumed, by that which only the Heart of the Monster dictates."
Dialogue;
"This will displease the Lord, you do understand this, correct?"
The Paladin spoke, eying the politician if only for a moment, their words
stuck in the air as a lingering sigh had occurred- the politician ruffled to
a parchment, crumpled and folded twice-over, and once more again.
"Mortality must prevail, Knight-Paragon. The whims of the Blood Axe
are beyond my counting, I will pay for these sins in hell, something has
to be done. We can invoke a short period of time where you and the rest
of the council dictates, and if in time we hear not, we must simply do as
we were ordered; Prevail."
"Whatever it was, something blew our cover, we haven't received word
since that one letter."
Fireday, 14th of Truebirth, 2293 - Season of Birth
The Enclave must strengthen itself in the south, and turn to it's west, where the dissipating Dominion of the supposed 'God of Justice' resides. The injustices committed by it's kith and kin will not stand for much longer, but so true is it that the Innocent must remain, for they inherit Kingdom Eternal. Gifts are sent out in the form of liquor, cloth, and various other items to the small Duchy of Silveira, for their assumed separation with the Tyrant's Bastion. +20 To Relations.
It pains those of the Enclave to see others think of them in a dire manner, in something that were not benevolent, in something that wishes only to protect the realm that which is where they settled. And so unfortunately is it, they must array themselves to provide arms and armor to those of Fuvur, to aid their war effort, as their men and armnaments are currently recouperating after the ongoing bandit-incursion in the deeper south, and dire losses at sea. Word is sent that they're recovering to assist in the battles to come. +5 To Relations.
It saddens those of the Enclave to see others think of them in a belligerent manner, in something that were not kind in the sight of Gods and Men, in something that wishes only to protect the realm that which is where they settled. And so unfortunately is it, they must array themselves to provide a small sum of gold to Sangria, perhaps something that would keep them afloat in war, and audited out of the war effort septs prior, nearly nothing. =10 To Relations.
As follows, Enclave sends-
To the Duchy and Peoples of Silveiran Lands;
- Recipes on Liquors, namely strong rum and mead.
- Rough, coarse fabric that is similar to burlap, great for armoring.
- A parcel of gold and silver, to aid their assumed growing economy.
"May Crusade Guide the Way." Ruu
To the Empire and Peoples of Fuvurian Lands;
- Iron and Crude Ores, sent in the form of packages are sent to the Capital
- Gold is sent back into circulation, to strengthen the war effort.
- A leftenant
Reports on positioning of the enemy, outdated or not, are sent, aswell as a note that the forces would be on route if absolutely need be.
"May God watch over your descent." blargtheawesome
To the Kingdom and Grapes of Konugen Lands;
"May God watch over your descent." blargtheawesome
To the Kingdom and Grapes of Konugen Lands;
- A parcel of gold, wrapped in a box.
Notes:
OOC Note: This time, please don't go about making absolutely insane
assumptions, that never seems to work well at all, if you need clarification
on what happened here, just ask, please. I have a skype and a discord, just
ask for them.
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