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Old 04-26-2009, 02:43 PM
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The Archbishop frowns at King Menethil, but steps aside. It is clear that he recognizes his place, despite his power. Or so it seems. His eyes narrow.

Sherman nods at you in affirmation. Though he is no fan of cultists, he seems to respect your apparent mercy.

The leader of the villagers sighs and looks to his comrades. One of them lands him a punch before being restrained by the guards.
"Tell him nothing, Henrick!"

Henrick shrugs.
"My king, we were not involved in any pagan worship. However, we are agents of the People's Front. Maximus Krowl promised to liberate us within a year, and that we would find a rich place in his new kingdom for our cooperation. But we have no choice. Your taxes are too high, and witch hunters run rampant in this kingdom, murdering anyone who steps out of line. They must be stopped."

Henrick points an accusing finger at the Archbishop.
"That man is behind it!" he fails. "His Witch Hunters answer to him and his Church of the Holy Light! The Church in northern Tirisfal is the centre of his mad inquisition! Freedom or paganism, it matters not. My king, you must save us!"
Menethil: The Church's Witch Hunters have my complete approval. Their actions are necessary to rid our land of the pagan blight. Their conflicts and petty rivalries over which of their foul gods is better have killed more innocent people than the Inquisition ever will. I mourn the death of the righteous, but your joining of Krowl and his personal band of ruffians is like spitting on their graves.

Haven't I given you enough proof over my rule that I am a good king? Hasn't Lordaeron prospered and grown? You protest the high taxes, but not the army of valiant sons and daughters of our nation that allow you to sleep safe at night that those taxes support. Instead, you join a group of rebels who wish to bring down everything I and my forefathers have built! To crush the spirit of our nation under their heels and twist it into a mockery of what it is!

Never. NEVER!

*The peasant restrained by the guards spits in the King's face, thrashing and spouting his support for Maximus Krowl through mottos the madman clearly branded in their heads. One of the outraged guards punches him in the face, knocking him out.*

Menethil: *cleans his face* Take them to the dungeons. Make sure these betrayers never see the light of the sun again.

*The guards drag the rebels out of the throne room, leaving the king alone with Sherman and the Archbishop.*

Archbishop: *with a slight smile on his face* Thank you, my lord. I'm pleased to see the progress of my Witch Hunters pleases you.

*King Alford turns to face the Archbishop and, in one swift motion, slaps him in the face with the back of his hand. The holy man falls to the ground in an undignified mess of robes and gives a confused look at the king.*

Menethil: I may be fully supportive of your actions in front of my subjects, but make no mistake: that is merely because a king should show no weakness or regret in his choices. Restrain your followers, Marden. You may be the Archbishop of the Holy Light and one of my advisors, but I will not tolerate your fanatics running rampant among my people!

Marshall Sherman, appoint someone trustworthy to oversee the Inquisition and provide me with reports on their actions. Also, gather every information we have available on Maximus Krowl and the People's Front and bring it to me as soon as possible. Go now, the both of you.

Archbishop: *wipes the blood from his mouth and bows to the king with an acid look* As you wish.

Sherman: *smirking and bowing* Yes, my liege.
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EDIT: I nerdgasmed when he slapped the Archbishop.
You know, I actually love this method of storytelling way more. I much prefer it to being a grouchy intrusive GM. In fact I guess I'll continue presenting you with the opportunities and making sure all goes smoothly without stepping on anyone.
Of course expect me to have to be a lot more brutal with my moderation once you guys meet in person, because of course there are tight restrictions about how you handle one another. Godmoding. Egh.
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VIZIER: Because it's a theory. In practice, they're hunting for "pagan" - as they call us - children and forcefully convert them to their faith, blocking them from their ancestral gods. In fact, they're enemies of the gods. Their true goal is to make people believe only in their... "Light".
THAUMAS: Look... I don't want to be... intolerant. I want to really see with someone important of their community and discuss some things. Give him my guarantee that he'll not be hurt in my court, whatever he'll say.
VIZIER: As you wish, my lord. I shall bring one before sunset.

OOC: I hope you meant something along those lines.
The Vizier Kalabrond bows low and leaves. Thaumas retires to the throne room, eager to seat himself and rest. He enjoys grandeur, as he has demonstrated with his grand speech, a signature of power, but yet it is a tiring thing nonetheless.
Kalabrond returns several hours later with a fair haired young man at his side.
"Admiral, this is Cyrus, a representative of the community in Boralus who advocate the Holy Light."

Thaumas looks upon the man, who is clearly nervous.
"Er, sire, sir. The man who attacked you had nothing to do with the more level headed Lightists in Boralus, I assure you." he begins, slowly gaining his bearings and confidence. "However, I must warn you that it is a sign of things to come. The rebel admiral Janus is coming, and because he has contacts in the Church, you may find that your own people may rise up against you and support him. I can, however, do my best to stop such a thing happening if you... show your support for the Holy Light. Not change your religion of course, but, eh, accept it. Build a church in Boralus. Let us both live in peace and harmony!"


Vizier Kalabrond visibly sighs.
"And at what cost, damnit? Dare you speak to the Admiral like that? Have you any idea of the ramifications. Would you like to anger Phorcys, our collective father? Father of your Admiral by royal blood?"

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''Arrows you say...... This stinks of treachery the Mosstusk may blame us for this incident'' Jin'thek said. the tone of anger of his voice was far from being subtle ''We can't allow the meeting to fail. Prepare the Shrine's defenses incase someone attacks''

''But Warlord are you leaving?''

''Indeed You will come with me and my best warriors to Maisara Hills, we will have to explain them what happened, we will take the bodies already blessed by our Priests, we will have to end this incident before it scalates, also send our best scouts to look for any tracks near were the Mosstuks were killed''.
That very same night, Warlord Jin'thek gathers his very finest and leaves the safety of the Shrine of Ula-tek. Alongside Baj'al, the lieutenant who gave him the report, Jin'thek and his warriors steal into the night atop their bears. Jin'thek, however, rides not a bear but instead he rides a staple of leadership; a bird of prey. Yet it is something more than that; it is a beast of talons and colour, a proud mark of favour that was said to be a gift from the Loa of the dragonhawks. Some trolls murmur that it is a strider of the plains, other say it is an abomination crossbreed between a dragonhawk and one of the fabled gryphons of the Hinterlands. None know for certain, other than Jin'thek, perhaps.

They ride throughout the night, thundering through the forest unopposed, until by dawn, they arrived at a clearing at the foot of the Maisara Hills. The Maisara Hills rise above the canopy of the forest, leaving a bitter taste in the mouths of the Amani who have come here.

"Whoosa goes there?" a deep voice bellows, just as a dozen heavily armed forest trolls drop from the trees, surrounding the party of Jin'thek. Yet Jin'thek explains his business, and the company escorts him and lieutenant Baj'al to the Mosstusk village atop the chief hill in the Maisara.
There, a bulky troll warlord greets them, watched by his people. It is Overlord Nuvazgal Mosstusk himself.
"Ah, what you be doing in these lands, mon? What has the mighty Jin'thek to tell me? You are bold, mongrel. You been my enemy for many winters. Do you think I offer you hospitality this fresh morning in the forest?"

Clearly the situation requires tact. Overlord Nuvazgal Mosstusk is clearly itching for a fight; perhaps a personal challenge. If he does challenge Jin'thek to single combat it could be fatal for either of them, and decide the outcome of events. Or perhaps diplomacy is a preferable route. Either way, Jin'thek knows that the situation is delicate. All rests upon the edge of a knife as the Summertide festival approaches...

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After this Skirvar uses a magical portal that leads to a dwarven outpost in the Hinterlands. There he sends a diplomat to Dalaran and starts his journey. On his black war-ram, only equiped with some rations and some ingots of the dwarves' finest metals and flanked by his friends and bodyguards the priest Jaril Bronzebeard and the scout Urel Wildhammer he rides towards the capital of all forest trolls...

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The trio of dwarves had been worn out by the teleportation process. Such magics were incredibly costly, but none contested the necessity of the mission. The Highthane's health, was after all, a priority for the entire dwarven nation.
Urel Wildhammer and Jaril Bronzebeard had been chosen for a reason. Jaril, as a powerful priest, would hopefully learn the weave necessary to heal the Highthane, while Urel was a skilled tracker. They spoke little at first, though it was Jaril who broke the silence first.
"You're proving many lads back in Ironforge wrong about ye', Skarivar. If you can heal the Highthane, then ye will no doubt be a hero amongst us."
"Aye, but do ye seriously think that these here trolls are going to help us?" Urel chimed in. Both had clearly been worrying about this matter. "Truly Skirvar, you be brave an all, none of us contest that. But do tell us why in the bloody hell are ye takin us to Zul'Aman?"
Skirvar ignores them both at first, intent on his task. Yet they look to him for an answer.

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Menethil:

Marshal Sherman, appoint someone trustworthy to oversee the Inquisition and provide me with reports on their actions. Also, gather every information we have available on Maximus Krowl and the People's Front and bring it to me as soon as possible. Go now, the both of you.

Archbishop: *wipes the blood from his mouth and bows to the king with an acid look* As you wish.

Sherman: *smirking and bowing* Yes, my liege.
The King's will had to be done. He had spoken. Alford Menethil was not a paltry, lesser man. His will was law. That is why Archbishop and Marshal left with a heartfelt bow. They obeyed.

By the following morning, ever efficient Sherman walks up to the king and makes a report in the throne room. Birds whistle outside, and light trickles in through stained glass windows, illuminating them all as if the palace itself were a church of the Holy Light.
Sherman bows deeply, unwilling to anger his liege.
"Sir, some of your magi are insisting on your presence in the royal gardens."
Curious, Alford complies, though he walks at his own pace.

The royal garden is packed with high ranking officials, many of them from the magical quarter of the city. Court Wizard Thomassy, young for his position but nonetheless talented, presents himself to the king.
"We have made quite a discovery, my lord." he says with pride. "We detected magical residue in the gardens, as well as patterns we had never before felt. Something has set these things in motion; we are not sure what. The superstitious folk say that it is the work of the Four Gods. That something is sleeping beneath the earth. What we want is your permission to dig, liege. It may upset many of your people and destroy an object of beauty in the city, but believe me; we may be stumbling across something big. Some kind of ancient machinery of magic may be beneath our city! Let us claim it!"

Before Alford can speak, a messenger interrupts them. He seems to have been running for quite a bit to reach his king.
"Liege, I come bringing you two letters. One is from the Archbishop, the other, from an informant in Andorhal."

The Letter from the Archbishop reads
"Good king, I apologize for upsetting you the previous day. In accordance with your wishes for an efficient Inquisition, I have made several inquiries and have unearthed some records in my Church of the Holy Light. I believe that if we form this Inquisition, we will need strong men and women, free of sin, to lead it. I theorize that if we use the old rituals of binding, we can infuse select warriors with the Holy Light, turning them into its avatars. It may have been used in the past by pagans to create champions of heathen gods, but in the hands of the Holy Light, it could be a miracle.
I also took initiative on suggesting several candidates to lead this new order. One is a priest under my wing, Cerzimon, who will succeed me when I die. The other is your captain of the guard, Friedrik de Mon, a man of virtue. These are just suggestions, liege."


The other letter is from the informant in Andorhal.
"I pray that this letter reaches the royal court as soon as is humanly possible. Maximus Krowl has captured me. That is all I can reveal about my own situation. He allowed me to send this letter, however, containing his offer. He will refrain from attacking Andorhal under the condition that the king meets with him in his own territory of Hearthglen. He promises unconditional protection to his king, whom he says that he loves and respects. Krowl says that it is not the king whom he fights, and that he only wishes to speak with him. He says that if his message is ignored, he will strike at Andorhal immediately."
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That very same night, Warlord Jin'thek gathers his very finest and leaves the safety of the Shrine of Ula-tek. Alongside Baj'al, the lieutenant who gave him the report, Jin'thek and his warriors steal into the night atop their bears. Jin'thek, however, rides not a bear but instead he rides a staple of leadership; a bird of prey. Yet it is something more than that; it is a beast of talons and colour, a proud mark of favour that was said to be a gift from the Loa of the dragonhawks. Some trolls murmur that it is a strider of the plains, other say it is an abomination crossbreed between a dragonhawk and one of the fabled gryphons of the Hinterlands. None know for certain, other than Jin'thek, perhaps.

They ride throughout the night, thundering through the forest unopposed, until by dawn, they arrived at a clearing at the foot of the Maisara Hills. The Maisara Hills rise above the canopy of the forest, leaving a bitter taste in the mouths of the Amani who have come here.

"Whoosa goes there?" a deep voice bellows, just as a dozen heavily armed forest trolls drop from the trees, surrounding the party of Jin'thek. Yet Jin'thek explains his business, and the company escorts him and lieutenant Baj'al to the Mosstusk village atop the chief hill in the Maisara.
There, a bulky troll warlord greets them, watched by his people. It is Overlord Nuvazgal Mosstusk himself.
"Ah, what you be doing in these lands, mon? What has the mighty Jin'thek to tell me? You are bold, mongrel. You been my enemy for many winters. Do you think I offer you hospitality this fresh morning in the forest?"

Clearly the situation requires tact. Overlord Nuvazgal Mosstusk is clearly itching for a fight; perhaps a personal challenge. If he does challenge Jin'thek to single combat it could be fatal for either of them, and decide the outcome of events. Or perhaps diplomacy is a preferable route. Either way, Jin'thek knows that the situation is delicate. All rests upon the edge of a knife as the Summertide festival approaches...
The morning mist was always refreshing for Jin'thek, indeed few people knew his favorite time of day was actually Dawn. He was indeed in a dire situation he knew he Overlord Nuvazgal despised him but he knew him well he could see that his hate was in fact jealousy, jealousy of his heritage, of his condition of his intelligence.

He wanted to kick the hell out of this so called 'Overlord' ass but he wouldn't start a fight, not now, not when the moment he hoped all his life was upon the horizon.

''Heh, I don't need you hospitality my good foe. I just came to bring you some ill news, someone killed the trappers you sent into my territory and before you jump it wasn't me.. they were shot down by arrows.'' Said in a modest and tone

''My trackers are looking right now for the ones responsible I suspect the elves, or I just I want to believe they are the ones responsible and not another tribe''

''Don't worry I saved yo the work of bring the bodies, I thought you would want to bury them in your lands before the wild animals hate them.
Also just in case you killed my messenger or he hasn't arrived yet, you are invited to the Summertide festival in the Shrine of Ula'tek, every chieftan its invited so you don't want to be the odd one.... don't you?'' Said in a slightly sarcastic voice.
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"With all due respect to you, Grand Vizier... shut up! Let me speak for myself.

So, sir... Cyrus, right? I want to hear your response to the accusations that your people are kidnapping our children and forcefully converting them and raising them as Lightists. Worshippers of Mnesthes fear that you might persecute us if we allow you to freely worship your philosophy.

I might be eager to listen to your plea... but under some conditions. If a single incident of tension between our faiths happens, this is closed. And you will have to pay monthly offerings to the priestdom of Mnesthes and acknowledge our divine father's godhood. If you fail to follow any of those conditions, you'll be outcasted. Is that clear?"
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Meanwhile at the palace of Alterac lord Xie(OOC: Lorewise I heard that the highest position in Alterac is a "lord" instead correct me if Im Wrong) makes an announcement to the other nations......

The holy light & The pagan cults are a plague upon the land and if not stopped will force the advancement world into halt! If we keep to the confines of religion and false beliefs we will be enslaved! Enslaved by the forces that control us, the forces that will cause the realm to fall into ruin!

So now I will send this message every nation in the land: Dismantle your religions and excute those who oppose my order--or else SUFFER MY WRATH!
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OOC: Looks like we're back in the same shoes as in Ludditia. I mean, complete obliteration of Xie's forces. Timolas, once his "messenger" arrives to Kul Tiras, you may roast him over a campfire, cut to little pieces, flavor it and then send back to Alterac.
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[OOC] Xie323:Xarthat this time I'm not godmodding ok please don't be too harsh.

But yeah if they side with me nothing will happen!
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[OOC] He wasn't saying god modding, but you basicly just prolly made all nations pissed off and most will prolly just go to your country and kill you and your soldiers, but then the armies are at the same spot which might cause a larger war alltogether.
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OOC: Well, it is Xie's choice if he wants to be an atheist lord I guess. But of course, there are logical ramifications to that. Alterac is a small nation; be careful Xie. If you make an enemy out of both Lightists and pagans, then you might stand alone and be destroyed. It is probably a better idea to choose a side for now, even if Lord Xie is atheist. But it remains entirely your choice. I'll update the events soon enough; once a few more people respond with their decisions.
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Meanwhile.....

Xie: There are two factions lightist and cultist I hate them both but the people are all wanting to be lightist as most of them cannot stand the constant persecution and harrasement. But they hate the pagan cults more. Hmm..

(a while later)

I call for an order to resend the messenger back to Alterac. Let's side with the "lightists" for the upcoming "holy war"...

But only for military purposes....Don't expect us to be lightist.
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OOC: You have to remember your now basicly resending a messenger, you can't wipe out the moments such as Xarthat's nation receiving the messenger and deciding to butcher him. Remember that you have to face the consquences of your decisions, theres no "restart from checkpoint" like in video games. ;[
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OOC: No, no, in the game I don't even know yet about this messenger going. That was out-of-character statement. As he cancelled them, Thaumas never knew about them.
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Javali is not allowed any rest. Franek soon returns with the mage.
"He was not lying, Archmage Javali." Franek announces somberly, before taking his leave. The newcomer is wearing a simple brown cloak, and is middle-aged. He has a firm build and the manner of a noble, but he is no doubt a mage as well.
"My name is Ulyssan." he announces proudly. "I've ridden for several days, harried by Lightslayers from the Church. I come to you because the Kirin Mora has gone down a road I do not approve of."

The man seems intent on saying his part.
"The three remnants of the Council of Six have lost their dignity. They turn to revenge against you. In their clamour they incite the rabble and advocate the slaughter in the countryside. They have become puppets for the Archbishop in exchange for a chance to reclaim Dalaran. Ambermill feigns allegiance to you, Javali, but in truth it harbours Grigori Dosantos of the Kirin Mora. I come here to pledge myself to you. Perhaps your vision was, after all, a lot clearer than theirs."

Javali is left facing a man that was formerly his enemy, one of the magi who chose exile from Dalaran instead of allegiance to the new dictatorial rule. Uncertain times lie ahead. A meeting has been called for with the localities, but are they all firm of mind?

Either way it would be best to decide what next to do with this man, and to see what to do about the trouble with the witch hunts. If they are not stopped, people will die. If they are stopped, the Archbishop may excommunicate Dalaran.
I have Ulyssan fall to his knees and swear (with a wizard's oath active, nonetheless) his utter and complete loyalty to the New Dalaran. If he does so, I immediately position him in a high rank in the military hierarchy and have him share any and all troop positions and possible incoming attacks with my generals.

After he leaves, I have someone keep an eye on him, just in case.

Then I call the Archhareveim of Zinine to a personal meeting. I want to come to an agreement on the terms of my coexistence with her.

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[OOC: Here are some names for my side-characters so you don't have to come up with them all.

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OOC: No, no, in the game I don't even know yet about this messenger going. That was out-of-character statement. As he cancelled them, Thaumas never knew about them.
OOC: Sorry then. ^^
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OOC: So i heard that Timolas said "fuck it" and began a fanfiction writing contest instead?

So why was Silvermoon barred? At least give me a reason why i have to play with GALNEAS.
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[OOC:] Can I name my generals after the judgemasters from ff12?
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The King's will had to be done. He had spoken. Alford Menethil was not a paltry, lesser man. His will was law. That is why Archbishop and Marshal left with a heartfelt bow. They obeyed.

By the following morning, ever efficient Sherman walks up to the king and makes a report in the throne room. Birds whistle outside, and light trickles in through stained glass windows, illuminating them all as if the palace itself were a church of the Holy Light.
Sherman bows deeply, unwilling to anger his liege.
"Sir, some of your magi are insisting on your presence in the royal gardens."
Curious, Alford complies, though he walks at his own pace.

The royal garden is packed with high ranking officials, many of them from the magical quarter of the city. Court Wizard Thomassy, young for his position but nonetheless talented, presents himself to the king.
"We have made quite a discovery, my lord." he says with pride. "We detected magical residue in the gardens, as well as patterns we had never before felt. Something has set these things in motion; we are not sure what. The superstitious folk say that it is the work of the Four Gods. That something is sleeping beneath the earth. What we want is your permission to dig, liege. It may upset many of your people and destroy an object of beauty in the city, but believe me; we may be stumbling across something big. Some kind of ancient machinery of magic may be beneath our city! Let us claim it!"

Before Alford can speak, a messenger interrupts them. He seems to have been running for quite a bit to reach his king.
"Liege, I come bringing you two letters. One is from the Archbishop, the other, from an informant in Andorhal."

The Letter from the Archbishop reads
"Good king, I apologize for upsetting you the previous day. In accordance with your wishes for an efficient Inquisition, I have made several inquiries and have unearthed some records in my Church of the Holy Light. I believe that if we form this Inquisition, we will need strong men and women, free of sin, to lead it. I theorize that if we use the old rituals of binding, we can infuse select warriors with the Holy Light, turning them into its avatars. It may have been used in the past by pagans to create champions of heathen gods, but in the hands of the Holy Light, it could be a miracle.
I also took initiative on suggesting several candidates to lead this new order. One is a priest under my wing, Cerzimon, who will succeed me when I die. The other is your captain of the guard, Friedrik de Mon, a man of virtue. These are just suggestions, liege."


The other letter is from the informant in Andorhal.
"I pray that this letter reaches the royal court as soon as is humanly possible. Maximus Krowl has captured me. That is all I can reveal about my own situation. He allowed me to send this letter, however, containing his offer. He will refrain from attacking Andorhal under the condition that the king meets with him in his own territory of Hearthglen. He promises unconditional protection to his king, whom he says that he loves and respects. Krowl says that it is not the king whom he fights, and that he only wishes to speak with him. He says that if his message is ignored, he will strike at Andorhal immediately."
Alford's expression becomes more severe as his reading progresses through the informant's letter. The small glint of hope the Archbishop's letter had brought to the dismal situation was quickly erased by the dire spot Krowl had forced him into. He needed to take action quickly, or those brutes could destroy the kigdom's breadbasket and leave his people to starve. There was no other way: Krowl wanted him, and Alford would give him more than he could ver chew.

Still, there were also other decisions that needed to be made before he departed for Andorhal.

Menethil: Thomassy, are you and your wizards adept in the casting of illusions?

Thomassy: *confused* Uh... yes milord. Why do you ask?

Menethil: You may start with your digging in the gardens, but set an illusion so that only people privvy to this information see the operation. They should still appear as gardens to the populace. You might even spread a warning that the gardens are closed for rennovation.

Thomassy: *overjoying* My greatest thanks, your honor! I'm sure whatever we find will be tremendously fun! *suddenly remembering he's talking to the king* Oh! ... and it'll certainly further our knowledge of the arcane arts so we can better serve you!

Menethil: *dismissively* Yes, yes... Start with this digging of yours soon and finish it as fast as possible. I'm now retiring to my quarters, I have ore pressing issues to attend to. Marshall Sherman, come with me.

As the wizards hastily bow so they can begin their digging, Alford and Sherman return the the royal quarters. With Sherman patiently standing by the door in his ever so vigilant stance, the king grabs two scrolls and a magnificent white quill (fashioned from a gryphon feather and a gift from Highthane Anvilmar in a meeting a few years before) and begins writing two letters.

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Archbishop, you have my royal permission to proceed with these rituals as long as they don't endanger my subjects. You may approach Captain de Mon with you proposal and recruit the necessary warriors.

I also want you to send some of your priests and a unit of your witch hunters to The Bulwark. Maximus Krowl has requested a meeting with me in person and I fear it may not end well and blood may need to be shed.

Remember, you're on a tight leash.


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Maximus Krowl. I, Alford Menethil, Sovereign and rightful King of the Lordaeron, accept your request for a parley. If you truly are a patriot as you say, perhaps we can reach an agreement.

Be warned: should you or your men break the promises of non-violence you made, my soldiers will overrun Andorhal and I will personally ensure that your head is separated from your body.

I will leave for Andorhal at once. Await me there.


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Menethil: Marshall, send messengers to deliver these two letters, as fast as possible. Afterwards, leave instructions for Captain Friedriek de Mon and gather a small unit of knights to escort us. We're leaving at once and as covertly as possible.

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Xie: There are two factions lightist and cultist I hate them both but the people are all wanting to be lightist as most of them cannot stand the constant persecution and harrasement. But they hate the pagan cults more. Hmm..

(a while later)

I call for an order to resend the messenger back to Alterac. Let's side with the "lightists" for the upcoming "holy war"...

But only for military purposes....Don't expect us to be lightist.
The nobles of Alterac who had announced their petition fall into a shocked silence. Lord Xie has made his choice. They have come to complain of Lightist fanatics, and yet the lord would ally with the Church. It was not an unwise move; they know this much. Perhaps as allies of the Church, they will be spared the coming crusades. Or so they hope.

Soon the feast is over, and silence reigns over Alterac. The nobles return to their estates to prepare. Messengers are sent to Lordaeron to intercept the king and present him with Alterac's offer of an alliance.

Lord Xie is now in the midst of political upheaval.

The following day, within the palace of Alterac, he is approached by General Drace. Drace is smiling visibly, his helmet under his arm.
"My lord." Drace speaks, still grinning. "I bring you good news. Your declaration has pleased the Lightist populace of the city. The people are taking up arms. They want to attack Tarren Mill, my lord. Tarren Mill's governor was murdered by cultists, and now the cult rules the town. We can move and take it within days if you but command it."

Xie is now in a difficult position. If he attacks Tarren Mill with the excuse of liberating it, he might anger nearby Dalaran. However, if he does not, the Lightist fanatics within his city might turn on a new target in their frenzy.

That same day, General Drace returns to him with a proposition.
"My lord, I have spoken with the Court Wizard Caxagord. The Court Wizard and I have come to an agreement, and we need your permission to carry through a grand operation. We wish to train our best magi and soldiers into a new organization; an organization of Assassin-Magi. It will be heavy on the people because of the taxes, but it may be worth it."

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The morning mist was always refreshing for Jin'thek, indeed few people knew his favorite time of day was actually Dawn. He was indeed in a dire situation he knew he Overlord Nuvazgal despised him but he knew him well he could see that his hate was in fact jealousy, jealousy of his heritage, of his condition of his intelligence.

He wanted to kick the hell out of this so called 'Overlord' ass but he wouldn't start a fight, not now, not when the moment he hoped all his life was upon the horizon.

''Heh, I don't need you hospitality my good foe. I just came to bring you some ill news, someone killed the trappers you sent into my territory and before you jump it wasn't me.. they were shot down by arrows.'' Said in a modest and tone

''My trackers are looking right now for the ones responsible I suspect the elves, or I just I want to believe they are the ones responsible and not another tribe''

''Don't worry I saved yo the work of bring the bodies, I thought you would want to bury them in your lands before the wild animals hate them.
Also just in case you killed my messenger or he hasn't arrived yet, you are invited to the Summertide festival in the Shrine of Ula'tek, every chieftan its invited so you don't want to be the odd one.... don't you?'' Said in a slightly sarcastic voice.
Overlord Nuvazgal nods at Jin'thek, his powerful brow furrowed. He makes as if to say something, but hesitates. Clearly, he expected Jin'thek to take up his challenge, but he dares not press the matter. Nuvazgal is a deadly opponent and a feared lord in Zul'Aman, commanding the absolute respect of his Mosstusks, but he similarly knows that Jin'thek is no fool to be trifled with. The two warlords maintain eye contact, before exchanging a formal bow and praising the Loa.
"We will be there, mon. But you be sendin' your lieutenant there to avenge my people. Our trolls will hunt togetha' for these murderer long-ears. Now leave us, Jin'thek. We be seein' eachother real soon, mon. Ula-Tek guide you brotha'."

Lieutenant Ba'jal exchanges a glance with Jin'thek, eager to question his master as to whether he should indeed go out and hunt the elves.
"Later, Ba'jal. I must think." Jin'thek whispers, as the Amani leave to return home. They leave the bodies of the Mosstusk trappers behind for their brothers and sisters to bury them, and return to the Shrine of Ula-Tek.
Jin'thek still has much to decide. Time is of the essence.

Back at Ula-Tek his orders are being carried out. Preparations and defenses are being put in place to ensure that the coming festival goes well.
Witch Doctor Gruc'jen has returned, and rushes to meet Jin'thek as he dismounts from his hawkbeast.
"Jin'thek, I return from the southern tribes. Them Witherbark been told 'bout tha' Summertide. They promised to tell the lesser tribes they protect to come as well. Mossflayers from Zul'Mashar. Firetree and Smolderthorn from the east. Revantusk from the Hinterlands, Shadowpine from the west. I will now go to the Mosstusk my lord."
"No need, mon. I told them myself." Jin'thek explains.
"Jin'thek." Gruc'jen pushes. "One tribe might be refusing your offer. It be them Vilebranch. They hole themselves up in their city of Jintha'Alor, self admitted children of the Loa they call Elortha no Shadra. They be sayin' it be heresy to leave their city and consort with us in a festival dedicated to the other Loa. They will pay tribute to no other than Shadra."

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"With all due respect to you, Grand Vizier... shut up! Let me speak for myself.

So, sir... Cyrus, right? I want to hear your response to the accusations that your people are kidnapping our children and forcefully converting them and raising them as Lightists. Worshippers of Mnesthes fear that you might persecute us if we allow you to freely worship your philosophy.

I might be eager to listen to your plea... but under some conditions. If a single incident of tension between our faiths happens, this is closed. And you will have to pay monthly offerings to the priestdom of Mnesthes and acknowledge our divine father's godhood. If you fail to follow any of those conditions, you'll be outcasted. Is that clear?"
Cyrus grins at his Admiral and passes a venomous look to the vizier.
"Of course liege. If you accomodate us, we will accomodate you. The Lightists of Boralus will remain loyal. I assure you. Appoint me as the lord of their community and I will handle the reins."

Soon, Thaumas is left in contemplation in his throne room alone. The weight of the nation bears down upon him. With his old, dear, dear friend, Janus, sailing to depose him but a day away, there is no limit to what he must worry about.
Suddenly, his musings are interrupted by a gentle hand on his shoulder. It is his father Phorcys, self-proclaimed messenger of Mnesthes.
"I have meditated as I promised, my son. I bring you a warning." Phorcys' face was graven and serious, his long, greying hair which falls around his face and shoulders does little to hide the worry on his face. "I sense that you are in terrible danger, as am I. We are being hunted, my lord. Mnesthes has granted me a vision. Two powerful magi accompany the false Admiral Janus. They bear the mark of an ancient order, and they come to end us and wrest this nation from us. We must waste no time. Come with me to Drisburg. Let us take all that we have at our disposal. If those ships land we may be doomed. Use your mind, dear Thaumas, else we shall fail."

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I have Ulyssan fall to his knees and swear (with a wizard's oath active, nonetheless) his utter and complete loyalty to the New Dalaran. If he does so, I immediately position him in a high rank in the military hierarchy and have him share any and all troop positions and possible incoming attacks with my generals.

After he leaves, I have someone keep an eye on him, just in case.

Then I call the Archhareveim of Zinine to a personal meeting. I want to come to an agreement on the terms of my coexistence with her.
Ulyssan makes his pledge, though he does not make eye contact with Javali regardless. He quickly excuses himself after thanking Javali.
Archhareveim Zinizar answers the call to attendance immediately. She is a strong woman, the head of the worshippers of Zinine within Dalaran. Javali had sheltered her in the face of the Lightist fanatacism, and in exchange she had helped him take command of the city. She surveys him with keen, calculating and cold eyes. Wisdom is the mark and boon of Zinine, but Javali cannot help but wonder if in the case of Zinizar, wisdom is replaced with cunning.
They meet on the grand balcony of the Violet Citadel, Javali's usual and favoured place for such meetings.

"I know why you have called me, Javali. We have put off this meeting for long enough. Yet before you even think about beginning our negotiation, I have one single demand to make. This is outside of any former agreements. It is a formal request. My Hareveim have come into conflict with the Archivists."

Javali knew the Archivists well. They were an ancient, monastic order within Dalaran, maintaining the libraries of the city. Within their own lair beneath the city, it is said that they write prophecy. It is said that they can trace the pattern of future events in the wind and in the air, and they scribble their ravings on parchment day and night, forever gnashing their teeth over the sad fate of the world that they are cursed to perceive.

Zinizar continues.
"I want you to solve this problem, whatever the solution may be. The Archivists carry information crucial to the network of cults within the kingdom, but they allow no one within their hallowed halls. The gods whisper of the necessity of the acquisition of their scrolls."

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Menethil: Marshall, send messengers to deliver these two letters, as fast as possible. Afterwards, leave instructions for Captain Friedriek de Mon and gather a small unit of knights to escort us. We're leaving at once and as covertly as possible.
Sherman closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. He is clearly hesitant to carry out these orders.
"But my king; to deliver ourselves into the hands of Krowl? Are you sure this is wise?"
For Sherman to question Alford he must truly be shaken. Due to the magnitude of Sherman's loyalty and the rarity at which he would ever dare to even think twice about asking such a question, Alford decided to let the issue pass.
"It is necessary, Marshal. I will not risk Andorhal and leave my people starving."
"Aye, my king." Sherman affirms.

Alford Menethil's letters and instructions are provided, and a personal retinue is assembled to accompany him to Andorhal. As the company rides for the gates disguised, they are intercepted by Court Wizard Thomassy and another wizard at his side, who is wearing orange.
"My king, before you leave; this here is Court Wizard Caxagord from Alterac. He just teleported in with a message from Lord Xie. Xie wishes to propose an alliance between our nations in the face of the heretical discord going on in the continent."
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[RP]: General Drace and Court Wizard Caxagord I agree it would be worth it despite the costs. To please our "allies" we need to build an army first and then do as they say!

I now comission the new regiment-Assassin-Magi!!

[OOC]: Whoo so far good story btw how much money do we have? And when do we start Azeroth Risk?
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[RP]: General Drace and Court Wizard Caxagord I agree it would be worth it despite the costs. To please our "allies" we need to build an army first and then do as they say!

I now comission the new regiment-Assassin-Magi!!

[OOC]: Whoo so far good story btw how much money do we have? And when do we start Azeroth Risk?
OOC: Azeroth Risk, well, uh, this is the replacement I guess. If I had the talent to make and update photoshop maps I'd have stuck with Risk. But let's just have fun with this for now. Moneywise, don't worry about numbers for now, but the more you spend, the greater the consequences. Spending means taxes, taxes mean upset people, upset people mean revolution, betrayal, murder. If you all like I can induce a gold system.
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Ulyssan makes his pledge, though he does not make eye contact with Javali regardless. He quickly excuses himself after thanking Javali.
Archhareveim Zinizar answers the call to attendance immediately. She is a strong woman, the head of the worshippers of Zinine within Dalaran. Javali had sheltered her in the face of the Lightist fanatacism, and in exchange she had helped him take command of the city. She surveys him with keen, calculating and cold eyes. Wisdom is the mark and boon of Zinine, but Javali cannot help but wonder if in the case of Zinizar, wisdom is replaced with cunning.
They meet on the grand balcony of the Violet Citadel, Javali's usual and favoured place for such meetings.

"I know why you have called me, Javali. We have put off this meeting for long enough. Yet before you even think about beginning our negotiation, I have one single demand to make. This is outside of any former agreements. It is a formal request. My Hareveim have come into conflict with the Archivists."

Javali knew the Archivists well. They were an ancient, monastic order within Dalaran, maintaining the libraries of the city. Within their own lair beneath the city, it is said that they write prophecy. It is said that they can trace the pattern of future events in the wind and in the air, and they scribble their ravings on parchment day and night, forever gnashing their teeth over the sad fate of the world that they are cursed to perceive.

Zinizar continues.
"I want you to solve this problem, whatever the solution may be. The Archivists carry information crucial to the network of cults within the kingdom, but they allow no one within their hallowed halls. The gods whisper of the necessity of the acquisition of their scrolls."
"I shall help you." I inform her calmly. "But there will be a price for my services. [Elven phrase for "quid pro quo" goes here], if you will.

The Archivists are under the protection of the Archbishop. Attacking them will surely make any Lightist nation on the continent make war on me. However, there is a thing you can have your followers do for me before I put them out of business and and give you your information."

I spread out my hand to show the entirety of the land surrounding my beloved city. "The lands of Hesperia are full of cities like this one, each with their own leaders, each with their own customs, each with their own cultures. To fulfill the greatness I envision, there must be unity, but there must also be... fear.

Hareveim are allowed anywhere due to the major Zininean traditions of this land, and what's more, they aren't linked to me yet, as our alliance isn't common knowledge. Send them into the cities, have them blend in, have them lay low..."

I pause for emphasis. "You can not believe how powerful a coordinated war of terror can be in the right hands. With hundreds of talented and deadly wizards right there, where they're needed, things can be made much less difficult. When the conference day comes, and I am in the same table with the ambassadors of the city-states, any who does not leave that room allied to me will feel our wrath.

Do this, Zinizar, and the very same day will be the last moment of the Archivists."
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