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| − | My lords,
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| − | I just had a very disturbing dream and one that I am compelled to relay to each of you quickly upon first waking. Last night just as I was falling asleep, a strange feeling came over me but I pushed the feeling aside in the throes of sleep only to find my dreams most disconcerting. This was not the first time and as I dreamed the strange dream where I was once again is in a cave, before a beautiful creature. It was the Seer Diamon creature I had met before in the netherworld lands. And once again the Seer spoke to me a warning in a melodic and calm voice.
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| − | "The evil has arrived,
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| − | The travel survived.
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| − | Takeover the humans they will,
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| − | Defeat the humans they will.
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| − | Qual the base is,
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| − | Human the betrayer is.
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| − | Daimons only hope,
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| − | Death otherwise last stop."
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| − | As the creature stopped speaking, my dream started fading, and I grasped at the visions struggling to retain vestiges of the message for it is obvious to me that the message contains the warning that could save or destroy humanity.
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| − | The past vision I had kept to myself but this is too strong to be ignore and word must be passed to all the realms of the land. If divided we stand then united we will fall. I have done my part and I have passed along the Seer's warning and I will leave it to each of you to do with it as you will.
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| − | Letter from Valachi Stefanovic (2 days, 21 hours ago)
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| − | Message sent to: Aldo, Alex, Askarn, Delvin, Jeff, Jord, Niallan, Piru Petteri, Richard, Tissaphernes, Tonkotsu
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| − | They stir once more! But not all is lost... no, she shall face her ancient foe... I will see to that.
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| − | Our archives... extensive. THE RITUAL! It is not lost! As the mountains breed chaos, the earth itself will rise up in order... IT IS NOT LOST I TELL YOU! And so near... so nearly complete...
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| − | The dragons stir in truth for the first time since the gods walked our plane. Before them comes fire and death and destruction, and in their wake all hope is lost... but He stands from his throne watching all of chaos for the first time, to oppose...
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| − | There is much death to come.
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| − | Valachi Stefanovic
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| − | Ambassador of Netherworld
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| − | Letter from Valachi Stefanovic (2 days, 22 hours ago)
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| − | Message sent to everyone in the region Gethsemene (2 recipients)
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| − | I came to spread the word!
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| − | The beasts stir, and their Goddess awakens! The men at the edge of Chaos ready their arms, and the earth trembles beneath their feet. Death comes...
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| − | Valachi Stefanovic
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| − | Ambassador of Netherworld
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| − | Letter from Valachi Stefanovic (6 days, 7 hours ago)
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| − | They awaken! The walls are giving way, and through the cracks they crawl into our world! Those who fight, they will die. Those who resist, they will die.
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| − | Hope is such a small thing now...
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| − | Valachi Stefanovic
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| − | Ambassador of Netherworld
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| − | Region Takeover (6 days, 21 hours ago)
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| − | Netherworld has taken control of Porl , a former rogue region. Netherworld now controls 4 regions.
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| − | My Lords,
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| − | I have arrived in **** and I am safely in my estate and have a moment to put quill to paper. I do not know what to make of my trip to the diamon lands. My first trip was an invitation and when I arrived I was tortured for three days. I returned with revenge in my heart but two things happened that made me desire nothing more then to leave.
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| − | The first is that I was asked to provide my services to the diamons. When I pressed them for information I was given no details of what my service would be and so I fled, fearing for my life. I initially headed south-east as if I was going to return to our lands through Fianik but turned south-west in the night and made my way towards the bad lands of Binoaramet. It was there that I came across a cave and met the diamon Seer who bid me pass along the warning, which I have done.
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| − | I do not know the meaning of the Seer's warning nor the cause for it but it troubles me. Few things are able to make me fear and I was scared.
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| − | In the lands of Jobo's Mouth I sought my prey. Instead I came across something I didn't not expect. A cave which beckoned to me with a murmur and a sigh. Inside I was met by diamon Seer who bid me pass long a warning. I have scribed her words in my own hand as to keep this information from anyone save this council.
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| − | "Curse it is, not a burden. Born with the curse, I must live with. Tarry here, but not for long. I see brothers coming and in anger do not speak to me.
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| − | Warning I give: Great evil comes. Daimons can save, protect. Evil from other de... worlds. Warning give must to humans. Help race of ours defeat. Taint the world comes."
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| − | And with that the creature lapsed into silence and after a few minutes, without looking, she waved me away, indicating that she would say nothing more. I do not know what to make of this but I will leave it to each of you to discuss this for a few days and by then I should be home and we can discuss plans.
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| − | Letter from Piru Petteri Cosula (5 hours, 29 minutes ago)
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| − | Message sent to the human rulers of Beluaterra (12 recipients)
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| − | Some of the undeads have talked some jibberish nonsens... One of them had said few words which could have make some sense:
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| − | Message sent to everyone in your realm (22 recipients)
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| − | Drazo have big important message!
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| − | "I Marshal. Escaped. They come. We. You. Must friends. Must fight. No hope without."
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| − | Drazo Trvc
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| − | Baron of Jedinchel
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| − | As some of you prolly know, I hate all these damned aliens... monsters, undeads and DAimons, so i wont start anykind of co-operation with them easily.
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| − | Piru Petteri Cosula
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| − | King of Thalmarkin, Count of Wailing Wood
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| − | Message sent to everyone in your realm (25 recipients)
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| − | Report from Piru Petteri Cosula (4 hours, 49 minutes ago)
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| − | Message sent to the human rulers of Beluaterra (12 recipients)
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| − | Here rest what they have talked about... feel free to enlighten us if you can translate it.
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| − | Letter from Drazo Trvc (21 hours, 40 minutes ago)
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| − | Message sent to everyone in your realm (22 recipients)
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| − | Yes. One called Marshal say:
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| − | "Ash po oida dropal? Peint zu sac dort... oida rotun gunli?
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| − | Merch, Shambler. Oadriax less zu brgdo nidali, od merch ladnah oadriax peint dropalun vnig oiad lviahe."
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| − | Then one called Shambler say:
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| − | "Ol op bagle olani zum merch nanaeel oadrix oida...?"
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| − | Drazo say, okay, have beer before you go.
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| − | Drazo Trvc
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| − | Baron of Jedinchel
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| − | Piru Petteri Cosula
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| − | King of Thalmarkin, Count of Wailing Wood
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| − | You visit the prophet Motranas, and listen to his words, many of which are difficult to make out. One part of his long sermon comes out clearly to you and that is:
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| − | A traveling minstrel came upon me one day as I washed my clothes in the stream. He asked me 'Master, why does the night sky glow red?' I asked him 'Why do you look to the skies? It is too late for that. Rather, if you wish to see the signs of what is to come, watch the rivers. Seek me again when the rivers run red. When that happens, we shall truly have momentous events to discuss.' Then I sent him away. I fear that the day may soon come when the minstrel will seek me once more.
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| − | While Motranas asks for nothing, you can leave him a few coins, if you are so inclined.
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| − | You visit the prophet Tirinius, and listen to his words, many of which are difficult to make out. One part of his long sermon comes out clearly to you and that is:
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| − | The world will be torn apart between fire and ice.
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| − | "Look! There! The skies themselves burn with anger, and the oceans swell with blood! They are coming once more! Run now, while you still can!"
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