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William · Journeyman Joined: 20 Feb 2004 Posts: 180 Location: Vesper

The Board of Valoria got together in a private location called the Dragons den in Malas. They were deciding on the events that happened in Zento, and they all decided that ZOG needs to pay. William brought to the board of Valoria to war ZOG, the Board agreed and declare war on ZOG. The ZOG CABAL War starts.

NOT Malorn · Posted: Sat May 21, 2005 3:35 pm Post subject:

He stepped into his office and seated himself behind his desk. A small rolled parchment layed out of place. Toren set his knife to the seal and unrolled the paper. Tossing the declaration into the trash he chuckled, though it came more from annoiance than ammusement.

"If it is war he wishes than his pathetic knights shall fall quickly." He said alloud, taking a parchment, quill and pen from his desk.

Setting the quill to the paper he began forming a letter.

Lord Cear Dallben,

Likely you recently recieve the laughable document from William of the Lion Kinghts also. If he is looking for a war, we should allow him it. After all, it *is* a sin to refuse a fool his edjucation. We shall teach him the Cabal is to not be crossed.

Your Brother in Chaos,
-Toren Smythe

Cear Dallben ZOG · Posted: Sun May 22, 2005 2:22 am Post subject:

It was late into Cears third day with no rest and his studies of the Khaldun were at an end. He lifted him self from the side of the cursed corpse and recalled to Blackrock to find a parchment set out among him scattered books. After reading it he leaned on to his stone desk and taped his obsidian dagger against his black skull mask....thinking......
What was a simple message has become war........they shall have it

With that final thought in mind he fliped the parchment over and began to write

Brother Toren,

It does seem that the Lion Knights have awoken in the fist of a terrible fate. Rest assured my brother in cause, they will be made to know the power of the Cabal. I let you know this War is mutual and has begun, feel free to express yourself.
Your Brother
Cear Dallben

Cear picked up the paper and recalled to the home of Toren Smythe, leaving it on his table. with a faint smile set out into the worlds seeking the life of a lion knight
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Ceinwyn ab'Arawn · Transcendent Spammer Joined: 13 Dec 2004 Posts: 5017

*A Dark Wisp brings a message to Ceinwyn ab'Arawn, as she sits, as usual, sharpening one of her weapons*

Reading the letter, an evil smile forms upon her face. War, eh? It has been some time since I was in a war..

She thinks back to the Yew War.

A thirst takes shape in the back of her mouth, a thirst for blood. It grows steadily, and she is overwhelmed with the desire to consume. Looking about, nothing near enough to kill, she growls in frustration. Listening to her own blood thundering through her veins and arteries, she cannot help but bite deep into her own wrist to quench some of her thirst. Sucking greedily, she takes care not to drink too much, just enough to sustain. To keep herself hungry. To keep herself vicious, should she run into one of these "Lion Knights".

Having had enough, she wipes her mouth with a cloth. She looks over her vast weapon collection, trying to decide which she should favor for the days to come. Selecting one, she changes her mind and replaces it. Selecting another, she shakes her head and replaces it, as well. Finally, to end the indecision, she selects a few of the weapons, placing them in her pack and various hidden sheaths and hilts on her person.

As she steps through the door into the sun, she shields her eyes.