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==22 June==
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{{Message2
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|Type=Letter
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|Sender=Tarchennan
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|Recipients=Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
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|Content=Truly you mortals would, in utter ignorance, happily urge on your own destruction.
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|Title= Undead King
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{{Message2
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|Type=Letter
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|Sender=Luka Ryngaar
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|Recipients=Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
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|Content=And you consider yourself immortal?
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Oh I will have great pleasure in proving you wrong..
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|Title= Knight of Ossmat
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{{Message2
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|Type=Letter
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|Sender=Tarchennan
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|Recipients=Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
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|Content=Immortal?
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Strange choice of word to describe us, but certainly not our choice. Does not your own ruler now sit upon the edge of his death bed, struck down by the Marshal? Or the commander of that realm to the east, and the Lord under his command?
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We do not suffer such, for we have already done so. Our state aside, it is certainly difficult to offer aid to a people so ready to remain in ignorance.
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|Title= Undead King
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===23 June===
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{{Message2
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|Type=Roleplay
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|Sender=Tarchennan
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|Recipients=Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
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|Content="We have finally broken the seal and they persist in harassing us."
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Tarchennan spoke with a certain disappointment mixed with severity, his deep voice falling queerly short in the air. Here in the quiet of the horde, Tarchennan met with the Marshal and Charrom.
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"We knew they would not march," came the drawling, and less unnatural, voice of Charrom, "if they will not be raised by their blood, we must raise them by their bodies."
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"It would be so much easier to have them twice. This being pressed for time is uncomfortable after all these years," Tarchennan rumbled, turning towards the human forces.
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"Time is still ours," said a monotonous voice. The Marshal was not so preserved as Tarchennan, his spirit not as naturally strong. "The seal is broken, but many still sleep, waiting for us to call. The mortals may yet join us."
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"And perhaps not." Tarchennan turned once more to face the two dead men, his face distorted in what may have been the shadow of a smile. "But even the dead can hope."
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|Title= Undead King
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==Battles==
 
==Battles==

Revision as of 09:59, 23 June 2010

The undead are lead by ruler Tarchennan. They seem to be based in Qual, which they took over on the June 2nd. They seem to be forming a center in Rolbury. So far, very little is known of them.

Letters

Letter from Anonymous
Message sent to Unknown
My lords,

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.

"The evil has arrived, The travel survived.

Takeover the humans they will, Defeat the humans they will.

Qual the base is, Human the betrayer is.

Daimons only hope, Death otherwise last stop."

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.

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.
Anonymous (Unknown)


Letter from Piru Petteri Cosula
Message sent to The human rulers of Beluaterra
Some of the undeads have talked some jibberish nonsens... One of them had said few words which could have make some sense:

Message sent to everyone in your realm (22 recipients) Drazo have big important message!

"I Marshal. Escaped. They come. We. You. Must friends. Must fight. No hope without."

Drazo Trvc Baron of Jedinchel

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.
Piru Petteri Cosula (King of Thalmarkin, Count of Wailing Wood)


Report from Piru Petteri Cosula
Message sent to The human rulers of Beluaterra
Here rest what they have talked about... feel free to enlighten us if you can translate it.

Letter from Drazo Trvc (21 hours, 40 minutes ago) Message sent to everyone in your realm (22 recipients) Yes. One called Marshal say:

"Ash po oida dropal? Peint zu sac dort... oida rotun gunli?

Merch, Shambler. Oadriax less zu brgdo nidali, od merch ladnah oadriax peint dropalun vnig oiad lviahe."

Then one called Shambler say:

"Ol op bagle olani zum merch nanaeel oadrix oida...?"

Drazo say, okay, have beer before you go.

Drazo Trvc Baron of Jedinchel
Piru Petteri Cosula (King of Thalmarkin, Count of Wailing Wood)



Letter from Prothall
Message sent to Members of Motley Exchange
I am Prothall, freeman of Old Grehk. I have spent quite a large amount of time in Tor seeking my birthright, but recently the King of Old Grehk had issued a proclamation to all adventurers of our realm to investigate the nearby mountains for signs of Daemon activity.

As I have spent so much time in Tor I felt I would send a report to the members of our guild similar to the one I have sent to my king.

There is some evidence that there may be evil tidings stirring in the mountains of Qual.

I have located there 6 persons who are of neither Noble origin nor are they freemen. of the following names:

  • Tarchennan
  • Marshal
  • Cwellan
  • Charrom
  • Shambler
  • Praetor

I fear these may be the leaders of fell creatures.

Additionally there were a number of nobles from the realm of Melhed, and one priest from Thalmarkin in the same region.

  • Aldo Unti, Consul of Melhed, Senator of Agyr
  • Bimbo Neuropa, Imperator of Melhed, Senator of Bisana
  • Jaymes Cain (Knight of Rafferty)
  • Black Dragon Master, Senator of Melhed, Marshal of the Wolf Legion
  • Lady Norah Questor (Priestess of Da Way )
  • Sir Rah Arya, Senator of Tepmona
  • Sir Jefferson Vita, Senator of Bil Havil, Ambassador of Melhed
  • Kadrin Vanderhoof, Senator of Gor Ault

Please feel free to inform your councils of this report.

Yours,
Prothall (Kith of Motley Exchange)


Letter from Alex Kidd
Message sent to The human rulers of Beluaterra
I just established contact with Marshal to find out what they are looking for. Does anyone know where Tarchennan is?

Letter from Marshal (just in) No. It is something older. Speak with Tarchennan - we have not finished searching this place yet, so it is not permenant, but there is enough for the language magic... for now, at least. Still, we search.

Marshal

Alex Kidd Supreme Chancellor of Enweil

Report from Aldo Unti (7 hours, 53 minutes ago) Message sent to the human rulers of Beluaterra (12 recipients) The Undead attacked because they wished to.

Scribe Note Battle in Qual fresh Scribe Note Battle in Qual 2 turn

As for what they seek:

Letter from Tarchennan (4 hours, 20 minutes ago) Message sent to everyone in the region Qual (14 recipients) While not the Flow we sought, it will do for now.

We do not want war, the daimons should be of much more concern to both of us, but we cannot allow you to have this land. This place is not meant for mortals. Tarchennan

I'll see what else I can piece together after some rest.

Aldo Unti

Consul of Melhed, Senator of Agyr
Alex Kidd (Supreme Chancellor of Enweil)


Letter from Alex Kidd
Message sent to The human rulers of Beluaterra
Letter from Tarchennan (just in)

Yes, we search, but it is nothing something mortals can see... or find.

Daimon.... Daimon gren shar. We fight them. We kill them.

Tarchennan
Alex Kidd (Supreme Chancellor of Enweil)


Roleplay from Tarchennan
Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Qual (12 recipients)
As the sun sets once more for the night, the last ray of light seems to linger.

The sky seems to lose it's colour, and sounds seem to lose their fullness, as though something were sucking the life out of the very air.

The ground shakes and the breeze carries the smell of rot for miles as an explosion rocks the mountains.
Tarchennan (Undead King)


Letter from Rauth
Message sent to Rafael Shadovar
Lord,

Forgive my rudeness to address one of your status directly. However i fear the situation warrants for it.

In Rolbury, your lordships region, undead have made a lair. And not just, a lair. Regardless of how great the lair, over time i have been able to etch down theyr number.... eventually, and slay the necromancers, most of them atleast.

This time however the undead, they are more organized, and numerous. I keep getting beaten back, luckly without loosing a limb thus far. This has been continuing for several days, yet apparently i have little if any effect at all. This may just be a more cunning necromancer cabal, than the average.

But it worries me. I was recently in Qual, but i fled from there in haste, they were so numerous in the region i could hardly find a place to rest. And nearly got killed several times in my (failed) attempts to scout them and find out whom ever controlled the dead.

The undead in Rolbury .... somehow resemble those in Qual with theyr behavior. They may just be the excess that flowed towards the west, from the mountains. But i fear this is not the case, they may have already infiltrated the region and leech of its dead like a parasite, gaining strength over time, before froming a formdable force.

I have no evidence to say if my speculations are true or not, and from what it seems i am the only bounty hunter in this region so i have none to consult with other than the locals who coudnt tell the difference.

If i may be as impudent as to advice your lordship to pay attention, to not only towards the borders, but within aswell. That is if your lordship is not already aware of this.

I shall continue to hunt them sure to take advantage of all the options, either they are the same flock as those in Qual, or a different brew, i will likely not be able to stop or maybe even hinder them from forming a army.

Thus i leave this letter in the hands of one of your servants.

Respectfully
Rauth (Freeman)


22 June

Letter from Tarchennan
Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
Truly you mortals would, in utter ignorance, happily urge on your own destruction.
Tarchennan (Undead King)


Letter from Luka Ryngaar
Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
And you consider yourself immortal? Oh I will have great pleasure in proving you wrong..
Luka Ryngaar (Knight of Ossmat)


Letter from Tarchennan
Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
Immortal?

Strange choice of word to describe us, but certainly not our choice. Does not your own ruler now sit upon the edge of his death bed, struck down by the Marshal? Or the commander of that realm to the east, and the Lord under his command?

We do not suffer such, for we have already done so. Our state aside, it is certainly difficult to offer aid to a people so ready to remain in ignorance.
Tarchennan (Undead King)


23 June

Roleplay from Tarchennan
Message sent to Everyone in the vicinity of Pomatim (24 recipients)
"We have finally broken the seal and they persist in harassing us."

Tarchennan spoke with a certain disappointment mixed with severity, his deep voice falling queerly short in the air. Here in the quiet of the horde, Tarchennan met with the Marshal and Charrom.

"We knew they would not march," came the drawling, and less unnatural, voice of Charrom, "if they will not be raised by their blood, we must raise them by their bodies."

"It would be so much easier to have them twice. This being pressed for time is uncomfortable after all these years," Tarchennan rumbled, turning towards the human forces.

"Time is still ours," said a monotonous voice. The Marshal was not so preserved as Tarchennan, his spirit not as naturally strong. "The seal is broken, but many still sleep, waiting for us to call. The mortals may yet join us."

"And perhaps not." Tarchennan turned once more to face the two dead men, his face distorted in what may have been the shadow of a smile. "But even the dead can hope."
Tarchennan (Undead King)


Battles

June 9

Huge Battle Fought

Rumours spread and tales are sung about a huge battle in Qual:

Undead vs. Avalon, Fronen

Estimated strengths: 1610 men vs. 1840 men

The Legion of the Great Oak (Avalon), sponsored by Lady Jord Jorvik, Chancellor of Avalon, were led into battle by Marshal Telaph Arnel.

The Legione della Repubblica (Fronen), sponsored by Varak Thorson, Savio della Guerra of Fronen, Senator of Vore, were led into battle by Vice-Marshal johnnny Anno.

The Esercito della Spade (Fronen), sponsored by Jack Carnes, Senator of Vozzessdor, Marshal of the Legione della Repubblica, were led into battle by Marshal Lucius Geronus.

Yeux Serpentis, Minister of Finances of Avalon, Baron of Cori is spotted wielding the Dazzling Aegis of Righteousness.

Galvin Black Feather, Baron of Norjke was seriously wounded by Praetor Carpath's unit.

Defender Victory!