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William Journeyman


Joined: 20 Feb 2004 Posts: 180 Location: Vesper
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2005 11:32 pm Post subject: The Preach at Vesper |
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Hello great city of Vesper,city of canals built by the founding fathers of
the feudal kingdom of Randorin.Trade city to all the cities and guild of
light. The whell of Brittania, city of stone and waterways I am William as
most of you know me. Many years ago from this day Mondain was
slashed with Justice of the Avatar, saviour from the lord of light. Sosaria
was seperated until the nation was united under the light and justice of
Lord British.
Britian,Yew,Paws,Ocllo,Montor, and Moon. The Land of the Fuedal lords
to Malphane and Cove. The great city of light and Paladins Trinsic have
all come together as one.
Now Lord British is gone and we can't stick together as one of light and
justice. We are steady having a shade in light that is causing Lord
Robere's. The Lights promise to the people was to have a kingdom of
light well a new promise is before you and that is the reign of light here
on Sosaria. I am the man of promise that has been bestowed.
A new Promise is here of the light. People who fall from the path of light
and justice may be forgiven with my blood and honor. For it is the blood
of light and justice. I am the promise before you. |
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Tay Thormear Lore Master

Joined: 17 Jun 2004 Posts: 1219 Location: Canada
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:29 pm Post subject: |
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Beowulf strood through the town of Vesper. He heard a man trying to rally the towns people to listen to his announcement. Beowulf stopped and crossed his arms, listening carefully.
Once William had finished Beowulf thought to himself...
"Isn't that what the Regency is for?" |
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Kilena Guest
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:32 pm Post subject: |
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Norrec walked through his now cured home town, it was a pleasant day. The plague gone, he was free to come home. He stopped and listened to the man named William preach then walked away with a huge smile on his face.
Smiling to himself he whispered aloud "What a speach! this is most excellent! finding someone to hire us to kill him will be like picking ducks from a barrell!" Laughing, Norrec went off to prepare a letter to Locke. |
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Derek uth Matar Seasoned Veteran


Joined: 30 Dec 2003 Posts: 342 Location: The Unknown Region
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 3:50 pm Post subject: |
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Derek just finishing his bussiness at the bank in Vesper noticed a crowded gathering outside as he walked through the bank doors. Taking interest in what was going on he made his way towards the crowd. He noticed a man in the center who seemed to be preaching. Listen carefully Derek continued to watch on with interest. Once the man finished his speech the crowd departed after the man left. Derek ran his hand through his beard and then thought to himself isnt this what the Regency is for? He also began to wonder if they knew of this man preaching in the streets? Coming to his senses he just shrugged it off thinking surely the Regency and the Guardians of Vesper would know of this man's preaching. He then walked off down the street to finish the rest of his bussiness in Vesper. _________________ Ser Derek uth Matar |
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Max of Vesper Seasoned Veteran

Joined: 17 Jul 2004 Posts: 309 Location: Vesper [and Mass.]
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2005 9:20 pm Post subject: |
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Max missed the speech, but had heard about it. Surely this "William" was the same person who thought it a wise idea to preach about Justice in the city of Britain while those poor people are suffering the invasion from Despise.
"Does this man think before he speaks?" Max asks Bart, the gypsy who sometimes loiters around the house. "Dunno Mr. Max," is the answer given, "but would you happen to have an extra bottle of wine handy?"
Chuckling to himself for even slightly expecting the gypsy to have an answer, Max reaches into the nearby chest and hands Bart the requested bottle. "Good thing Bart likes the wine" Max mused to himself. "How dissapointed Veroth would be if someone else were drinking my stash of cider!"
Saying goodbye to Bart, Max headed upstairs to sheck the condition of his armour. William and his speech were once again forgotten. _________________ -Max of Vesper, Super Pally Perma NoOb. |
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