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Bailos Grand Inquisitor


Joined: 03 Jan 2004 Posts: 4613 Location: The Frozen Wastes
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 1:13 am Post subject: An urgent missive to Moonglow |
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A courier emerges from the shadows outside of the Mayor of Moonglow's offices and steps silently toward a semi-stunned nightwatchmen. With a cold and unblinking stare, the messenger releases a rolled and sealed parchment into the man's hand and then disperses back into shadow, vanishing from site.
Mayor Yasamin Bedouin of Moonglow,
It is a most strange time we find ourselves in but I write to you with sincerity and honesty. We are respected servants of the people and I hope you will take me at my word. Umbra and her protected peoples wish to inform you that we have ended our pact with the Blood-Ax clan of Orcs. Furthermore, I'm happy to inform you that Umbra declares an end to all intent of hostility in opposition to Verity Isle. Best of luck with your Orc problem and say hello to Greypawn for me.
HonorablyYours,
**Signature appears here**
Bailos Myrdra
Minister of Umbra
**Seal of Darrien Church appears here** |
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Yasamin Lore Master

Joined: 25 Jul 2007 Posts: 1221 Location: Behind the laughter that lays within the shadows
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Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2009 2:23 am Post subject: |
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Yasamin slowly made her way to the headquarters, hiding in the columns, intent on scaring the nightwatchman on duty. She slowly stealthed near him and saw his face, and sighed, stepping out to greet him.
"What's wrong, Greg?" She asked. She watched as he tried to compose himself, and handed her the rolled parchment. Giving it a puzzled looks, she turned and walked up the stairs, patting the still silent man on the back. Reading the information, she began to laugh.
""Orc problem?" She shook her head, still snickering. Seriously, how did one respond to this but with pure pleasure and a sudden urge to smack deddies on the head? Still laughing, she turns and walks outside, smiling brightly and slapping poor Greg on the back again. _________________ (4:45:41 PM) Jarem: It becomes increasingly difficult to feel noble in my causes when my cause is to defend my charge from her own violent tendencies. |
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