Dwilight Daily/2009/December

Astrum Triumphs!	December 26, 2009
For the sake of truth and decency in the face of recent sensationalist and immodest reports given by the author of the former articles, I must point out key problems with his overjoyed argument. Although it is true that Xinhai has benefited, they do their close and majestic ally Astrum no justice by completely ignoring their valuable contributions to the war effort. Were I the ruler of a great and noble nation sitting astride the fates of Dwilight, I would appreciate it if my friends acknowledged my presence. For the record, there were reports of up to one thousand soldiers from the Theocracy aiding Xinhai at the time of the first fall of Aegir's Deep. It is expected that from what is heard that the enemy will
Comment on this story.	by Esquire E. R. Bradshaw of Napier Court, Blackline Road, Mimer

Xinhai Triumphs!	December 25, 2009
Raivan Empire lost the region of Nidhogg's Mark, shortly after being defeated by Xinhai in Aegir's Deep. The Liberans and the Raivans could not muster a force large enough to beat back Xinhai from the Deep, and Aegir's Deep was conquered by Xinhai, leaving Raivan Empire gasping for survival. With the outcome of the war clear, and the region of Stratford being taken over by Xinhai, Libero Empire surrendered, accepting the generous peace treaty offered by Xinhai. Only time will tell the fate of the Raivan aggressors. The terms of the treaty were:- 1. Hostilities will end between the Libero Empire and Xinhai 2. Relations between the warring parties will be raised to peace or higher 3. War will not be declared between the two parties for a minimum of 3 years 4. The Libero Empire will recognize Xinhaiese claims on the Muspel Territories
Comment on this story.	by Hericus Lefanis, Marshal of the Austere Order

May your gods have mercy on your soul	December 9, 2009
A thing of beauty once created is gone forever and no longer belongs to its Creator Roleplay from Arden Fury Message sent to : Everyone in the realm Treason within the Brotherhood A heavy and well-armed contingent of Royal Guards march through the woods of Rettlewood, the tromping of their boots flattening the grass and startling the peasants out of their daily routine. Out of respect they stood at attention unused to the sense of purpose, determination and destination that the soldiers displayed. They knew the soldiers weren't here to clear the region of monsters and the undead, who were by now a regular occurence and they took it as part of their lives. If they were, the soldiers would be less visible, less... single-minded in their steps. No, this was a Mission - one that Ordenstaat likely has never seen and probably never will again. In the middle of the road out of Rettlewood the contingent came to a halt. They wait and watch with precise military discipline and patience honed by seasons of waiting. Soon, in the distance the rumbling wheels of a caravan are heard. Then a green flag bearing the image of a golden lion slowly comes into view. At this, the Royal Guards lower their eyes once in respect then raise them again as they await the Grand Master of the Brotherhood, the architect of Ordenstaat - Sir Milmice Vecchio Ratto. The caravan comes to a slow stop in front of the contingent and a knight wielding a golden shield steps out and walks towards them. Before he can speak, Captain Stephan, the Royal Captain of the Royal Guard of Eternal Wrath takes two steps forward and unfurls a red scroll that extends to his knees. He looks once at the knight before him, nods then proclaims in deep and commanding tones: Sir Milmice Vecchio Ratto - Architect of Ordenstaat, Founder of the Realm, Grand Master of the Brotherhood, By Order of the Royal Council: You are hereby accused and condemned of the following crimes against Ordenstaat:- Insults & threats of murder against nobles Causing dissension and discord within the Brotherhood Portraying nobles as snakes and the leachers of your dreams Attempts to subjugate Ordenstaat with the influence of St. Iestyn Attempts to force a noble into exile by reason of personal vendetta Secretly joining the underground and conspiring to overthrow the realm False allegations of chaos, heresy, daimonic influence & numerous others Attempts to usurp the authority of the realm council and retake council positions Secretly poisoning the minds of nobles with false accusations through private letters Captain Stephan rolls up the scroll and draws his sword in one swift motion of fury, raising it to the heavens. In a clear voice he declares with utter conviction and truth, and the words ring through the hills: A thing of beauty once created Is gone forever And no longer belongs to its Creator. Ordenstaat is that thing of beauty. It no longer belongs to its Founders But to all who would call it... their home. "Sir Milmice," Captain Stephan addresses him for the final time. "We will escort you out of Ordenstaat." "May your gods have mercy on your soul." Arden Fury (Grand Master and Preceptor of Ordenstaat)
Comment on this story.	by Arden Fury Grand Master & Preceptor of Ordenstaat