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[Jeren Yendorin]

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Jeren rode swiftly into Britain and hired messengers to post his pledge in all the major trade cities and townships:

To the appointed councils, organizations, and citizens against evil and the darkness of humanity,

I am formerly known as Sir Jeren Yendorin of Trinsic. I have returned from afar seeking the my own ancestry. Through my travels I have come to learn that only with unity can we stand against those who steal the hope and prosperity. I have saw the worst in men. I post this on a late evening in hope that come tomorrow a new dawn will find ye pleased. Aye, it is just one pledging his promise, his life, and the wisdom that comes with experiences under pressures and former leadership...and it is one more hand in the battle for the virtue of all that is good.

I pledge myself for a land governed by the free, defended together by those of the free, and the guilds of light bring back the good in the hearts of men and seek justice for those of hate, murder, and crimes in which demoralize what a human race should stand for. Lead the Sanctum with equal rights and just actions. Learn from those enlisted below ye as well as they will learn from ye with equal respect. And lastly, Lead into battle and negotiate with your blade only when your words will not be heard no more. I have returned to carry on the legacy of the Sanctum and ensure the code is upheld. For Glory, For Majesty, For Unity.

If ye find my cause to be similar to your own; wish to trade parchments; seek a face to face counsel you can find me at the southern edges of Trinsic near the Shrine of Honor or send word to Trinsic and I will reply accordingly.

\\signed//

SIR JEREN YENDORIN of TRINSIC

[Ceinwyn ab'Arawn]

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*the following note is attached to the parchment, in most places*

All from Trinsic shall perish. You've been warned.

[Morio_Kitsune]

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Morio walked past a parchment with the note on it, he read it then continued on his way not in the least bit bothered....
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cezanna "No, he is a fair and faithful man, Ranna"
Ranna "That's how kitsune are.. well.. I dunno about Iruka.."

[Alaundril Do'Rhett]

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Alaundril was somewhat amused at the strange letter that found it's way to the Drow Quarter in Umbra. The old drow took a moment to glance around for any sight of the messenger, so he may plant a stinging arrow in their back for trespassing in this section of the city. He read the message over a cruel smirk crossing his face.
Yet another self righteous human coming to save the world. A pity. I may need to pay this stupid man a visit for simply announcing his presence to everyone...
Quickly, he snatched the posted letter off the bulletin board and shredded it, casting the pieces aside to the ground. Quickly and silently, he moved to the large building with the sign, "Spider's Kiss Trading Co." and went inside to begin writing a letter of his own to this "Jeren" who dared to be so bold to announce his location and his name.
Someone needs to teach this idiot a lesson.....

[Lily Prower]

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Lily read the posted message as well as the attached one and sighed softly. She did not understand why someone claiming to be from Trinsic would do such a thing. Trinsic has always upheld the right to be considered neutral grounds for good or evil. She pondered over this stranger who has never spoken with her before but claims to be from Trinsic. She only hoped that those reading the message understood that it came from this man and not from the Trinsic government.

[Jeren Yendorin]

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Jeren rode into Trinsic to retrieve supplies for the coming weeks noticing the post pinned to the bottom of his pledge

[Orelen Reaucher]

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Orelen's eye caught the posted message as he made his rounds past the East Britain Bank. He took note of the poster after reading the message over carefully and retreated to his office a few steps away to pen a message to the conceiver.

*From the Offices of the Britain Sheriff's Department.*

Lord Jeren Yendorin,

Your post upon the bank board has caught my eye. I will start by introducing myself.

I am Orelen Reaucher, Sheriff of Britain, a well trained detective, and a Proponent of Freedom against the tyrany and injustice certain parties utalize in an effort to oppress the peoples of this world Sosaria.

Your message touches the sentiment I hold close to my heart and I would seek to speak with you further on the matter. If you are available to exchange words and ideas on this matter as well as the current events and standing of the world in which we live, please make effort to extend a return service to this messenger.

Men like you, or I, are a dieing breed, and perhaps the last hope to which the destitute and oppressed of this world may turn for support. Failure to these free men, women, and children is not an option.

Godspeed in your quest Lord Yendorin, and may truth be your sword, courage your sheild, and love guide them both.

Sincerely,

Detective Orelen Reaucher,
Sheriff of Britain.

*The letter is notorized under the signature with the seal of the City of Britain, the parchment rolled and sealed in wax*

[Jeren Yendorin]

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Jeren arrived at his home to find a messenger who respectfully informed him that upon my request he would wait for a response if I so desired. Jeren opened the sealed letter and read the contents with a utter joy to find someone with the duty to seek justice and stand forward in an accountable position to do just that. After reading Jeren turned to the messenger and just nodded. He opened his door and invited the gentleman in and told him to help himself to food and drink. Jeren immediately sat at his desk and began his response.

Sheriff Orelen Reaucher,

Well met my Lord! Well met indeed! Though my travels have only been just in recent weeks in these fair lands I have all ready learned from tavern chatter that you run for higher Office. It is my greatest pleasure to return with this messenger a letter to a man that has placed his duty to mankind in high regard. I believe in a land governed by those who are led by men which place moral and ethic in their daily life. A singular King is unable to bring the proper justice and law to a land. Through fairness and moral judgement can men be led properly; By way of the glory that only the virtues can provide, our inner most majesty, and the unity of governing leaders.

As a humble diplomat of what is still good in all fellow men we must understand that through a Republic, the words of the everyday man is how we prosper to the success that not even the abyss of our soul could gather the true meaning of these virtues we all were taught since boyhood. I currently await the word of holding my own Office under the flag of my birthplace. Jhelom is still under a tattered system of governance and law...I see it my duty to make it a land of the people.

I have heard the debate on all the candidates running for the highest Office. With no disrespect to the other few running, your duty in the trenches of justice in Britain and the principles you follow and aspire to be assures my support for your campaign to hold the position as the Regent of the Protectorate. I will be in attendance this Sunday after the fall of the sun to cast a vote to further the rights of men and secure the dignity, hope, and honor amongst us all.

In closing, I would enjoy a break in my day to discuss politics or simply the trivial lifestyles we live upon your choosing. I hope this arrives on the foot of your doorstep enjoying your last day as the Sheriff, and the first as the newly elected Regent for the coming of our future.

With Respect,

Sir Jeren Yendorin

*signed and sealed with wax*