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The order to “Kill on Sight” will be removed effective immediately. Blood elves and citizens of Basilica are not to be escorted from the grounds of Promdor or any affiliated Promdor events under the sole premise of being a citizen.

This ruling may be overlooked if the citizen of Basilica Cruor has committed a proven crime and holds an active bounty, publicly known. Then action appropriate and proportionate to their crime may be taken. An understanding of one’s faith on both sides is to be respected, it is mutual to understand that a citizen of either nation shall not speak lowly of the other faith within their respective territory. Failure on either side will result of a punishment decent to that crime as well as informing the other of why punishment and who it was given to.

This goes both ways. No citizen of Promdor is to be escorted from the grounds of Basilica, threatened, or anything of the sort lest they have committed a crime of some kind worthy of being escorted.

This ruling is absolute, overlaying any lesser request or order unless agreed upon unanimously by the council of the respective nation.

Count of Promdor,
Timon Urswick

King of Basilica Cruor,
Aeolus Velam

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A response is pinned upon the declaration with a solar seal.

The divine church of the blessed Five divines, the limbs of the solar core and the children of the goddess do not recognize such an agreement. The Gods wrath will not be invited by our kind, all faithful are encouraged to pulverize the Yaenite scum wherever it appears within the goddess's land. The Faith of the abominations has proven time and time again to be anti-thesis to that of our own, their own faith facilitated the growth of dark vampiric covens within its own halls, encouraging it as it went. Divine commandement supercedes all earthly laws and agreements, the goddess speaks and we act. As the arbiter of every souls she shall judge those who aid darkness. As the stewards of such divine radiance, it is our duty to ensure the realm does not fall to depravity and heathenry. The great prophets and saints of old are watching, as is the Herald.
The response appears to be signed by one "Gwyn Thorpe"
 

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A man in steel with a cloak of the marked by the sun, watches. Well equipped to slay another if dared stepped on his nation. Naught one of an oathbreaker.
 

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A man in steel with a cloak of the marked by the sun, watches. Well equipped to slay another if dared stepped on his nation. Naught one of an oathbreaker.
A man in mithril with a cloak of the marked by the sun, watches. Observing the streets along with the man in steel. Well equipped to slay another dozen of soldier if stepped on his nation.
 
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As dusk falls, a hooded figure inspects the missives posted in the County. “Ah, of course; my eyes see the issue. You thought your bonds were cut away?” they idly spoke, a laugh parting their lips. “Nay, Grandmaster Urswick, you are not free…” Turning, they stepped down the street as the ‘glorious’ sun made its retreat behind the horizon.
 

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An elf slowly made his way down the streets of Promdor, humming a happy tune, and scribbling down some notes in his journal. As he passed the missive, he stopped to read it. His only response was a nod as he made his was towards the Research Guild.
 

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A response is pinned upon the declaration with a solar seal.
The divine church of the blessed Five divines, the limbs of the solar core and the children of the goddess do not recognize such an agreement. The Gods wrath will not be invited by our kind, all faithful are encouraged to pulverize the Yaenite scum wherever it appears within the goddess's land. The Faith of the abominations has proven time and time again to be anti-thesis to that of our own, their own faith facilitated the growth of dark vampiric covens within its own halls, encouraging it as it went. Divine commandement supercedes all earthly laws and agreements, the goddess speaks and we act. As the arbiter of every souls she shall judge those who aid darkness. As the stewards of such divine radiance, it is our duty to ensure the realm does not fall to depravity and heathenry. The great prophets and saints of old are watching, as is the Herald.

The response appears to be signed by one "Gwyn Thorpe"
Suzette would read the missives posted, sipping on her tea lightly. Her blonde brows were furrowed up in confusion and distaste, a small huff exitting from her nose.

"What zort of mizzive iz zhis? Zhey have zaid two different zhings in one mizzive.. Are zhey welcome or not? Bezides-"

She would pass the missive over to her brother, letting out a small sigh.

"What zort of Goddezz iz intolerable of ozher faithz? Zeems a bit ridiculouz to moi... Our Godz do not look upon ze ozher Godz wizh diztain, non?"

Suzette clicked her tongue, offering a shake of her head. The steam from the tea wafted up from her cup as she settled into her chair with a slouch.

"Zo zilly..."

 

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A response is pinned upon the declaration with a solar seal.
The divine church of the blessed Five divines, the limbs of the solar core and the children of the goddess do not recognize such an agreement. The Gods wrath will not be invited by our kind, all faithful are encouraged to pulverize the Yaenite scum wherever it appears within the goddess's land. The Faith of the abominations has proven time and time again to be anti-thesis to that of our own, their own faith facilitated the growth of dark vampiric covens within its own halls, encouraging it as it went. Divine commandement supercedes all earthly laws and agreements, the goddess speaks and we act. As the arbiter of every souls she shall judge those who aid darkness. As the stewards of such divine radiance, it is our duty to ensure the realm does not fall to depravity and heathenry. The great prophets and saints of old are watching, as is the Herald.

The response appears to be signed by one "Gwyn Thorpe"
Iryandus would stroll past such response ontop of his stallion. The Blood elf would begin to read the missive outload, chuckling every few lines until he reached the end. The man looked at the sun with a soft smirk on his face, gently saying

"Ah.. My good old friend.. I wonder what happened to him.. He always appears on papers, yet the old cripple never makes appearances in public places. Ever since the fool of Rovnia was impaled by my own hands, The horse fucker was never to be seen again. A shame really, he was great entertainment.. I wonder how long until the new generation of Promdor will notice that these extremists, terrorists are led by a man who claims his work is done for his gods and goddesses, yet this very same man is shunned by such for protecting a certain list of his so called enemies for his own personal gain.. I only wonder when others will realise they are being led by a fool who is very willing to sacrifice his own followers to save his skin..."

And as such, Iryandus would rearrange his crimson red cloak, and continue travelling within the nation of Promdor itself.
 

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Suzette would read the missives posted, sipping on her tea lightly. Her blonde brows were furrowed up in confusion and distaste, a small huff exitting from her nose.

"What zort of mizzive iz zhis? Zhey have zaid two different zhings in one mizzive.. Are zhey welcome or not? Bezides-"

She would pass the missive over to her brother, letting out a small sigh.

"What zort of Goddezz iz intolerable of ozher faithz? Zeems a bit ridiculouz to moi... Our Godz do not look upon ze ozher Godz wizh diztain, non?"

Suzette clicked her tongue, offering a shake of her head. The steam from the tea wafted up from her cup as she settled into her chair with a slouch.

"Zo zilly..."

"I zhink zheze people need to learn how to write mizzivez..Oh wait, it iz ze Holy man, ze holiezt of holy men, so full ov holez"

Lambert uttered aloud as he read the missive he had been handed by his sister

"I have never heard of zuch a ztrange zhing, Godz not liking other godz...it zeems backwardz to me"

He tossed the missive into the fire

"Zhis is all we need...I mizz ze timez we could merely drink wine and eat cake, wizout having to worry about zhese zhings"

He stated as he shovelled a piece of chocolate cake into mouth
 
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An insignificant acolyte, an advising voice, sat keenly, perched within the open window of her turret. Donning a white beret and gentle gleam, a canister of mulberry lip-stain sat in her open palm and in the other, two missives were curled as one.

“O’ my silver father, bless me with your calculation. For I cannot be a woman of just one solution… If it is not knowledge, grace me with some fate.”


In the intimacy of her own turret, Tarquin cracked a gleam, waving the parchments like a fan against her face, idly waiting for her make-up to set as she pondered. In the protective layer of white and a sun emblem, the woman was tasked with ensuring the balance between man and divine. It’s a tedious task, when both faith and order are driven by passion, yet the ruddy peasant consulted herself regardless, and whispered to a crowd of leaves and candles.

What she said, what she concluded, what she believed, remains concealed behind cobbled arches and the stained glass of Alba’s monastery, yet, the one thing that could be assured is that the wishes of both his grace and the all encompassing would be met.

She believed (naively, or wisely), that mutual satisfaction could exist. In such a deteriorating world.
 

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Of course, such a critical woman would have read such a missive, and of course, would have something to say. She keeps it gripped, firmly, in her single hand, once more having a second to regrow. A second time she reads through, and cringes.

"Truly? I.. would've assumed this to be a given."

Now, she returns it to where she had taken it from, pinning it to the board. Now, the response from 'Gwyn Thorpe.' And quickly, she furrows a brow. Just the first few words warranted surprise.

"How strange.."

Whatever she had thought of it, her tone was neutral. The woman turns, running through complaints in her head. Quickly, she leaves for the wagon, humming whilst mulling over the subject.
 

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Isil brought his lantern up to illuminate the posting in the darkness of night. A convenient, soft, and sweet show of light and shadows raced across the board as he read. He grumbled and shook his head finally walking away "Blood Elves do not deserve a sanctuary of peace. They deserve fire and blood." He chuckled "Ironic." The group of Blood Elf children cried upon hearing Isil's words as they watched him casually stroll away through Basilica
 

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Iryandus would stroll past such response ontop of his stallion. The Blood elf would begin to read the missive outload, chuckling every few lines until he reached the end. The man looked at the sun with a soft smirk on his face, gently saying

"Ah.. My good old friend.. I wonder what happened to him.. He always appears on papers, yet the old cripple never makes appearances in public places. Ever since the fool of Rovnia was impaled by my own hands, The horse fucker was never to be seen again. A shame really, he was great entertainment.. I wonder how long until the new generation of Promdor will notice that these extremists, terrorists are led by a man who claims his work is done for his gods and goddesses, yet this very same man is shunned by such for protecting a certain list of his so called enemies for his own personal gain.. I only wonder when others will realise they are being led by a fool who is very willing to sacrifice his own followers to save his skin..."

And as such, Iryandus would rearrange his crimson red cloak, and continue travelling within the nation of Promdor itself.
After having overheard the crazed elf speaking to the sky, Pedro Ximénez considers employing a fanatic peasant follower of Rema to suicide-attack the leader of the Blood Elves for a few gold coins.


A man in mithril with a cloak of the marked by the sun, watches. Observing the streets along with the man in steel. Well equipped to slay another dozen of soldier if stepped on his nation.
A man in steel with a cloak of the marked by the sun, watches. Observing the streets along with the other man in steel and the man in mithril. Well equipped to slay another dozen of soldier if stepped on his nation.
 
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Isil wiped the young blood elves blood from his spear as the priest dragged their corpses away for what ever vile rituals were planned. "Now where is the one that winked at me?" He frowned disappointed that the winker was not among the dead
 

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A hooded elven lady carrying a small human child looked at the old, tattered notice. She stared painfully at the words and promises written, as her heart ached. The child reached their hand out to the notice and looked at the caretaker curiously.

"Oh, little one... Sylvia my sweet child I am afraid due to the actions of certain people you will grow up in times of war...or worse.."

She stared at the child as they giggled and now tried grappling the lady's extended ears. She chuckled lightly, her frown flipping into a soft grin. Readjusting her careful hold of them as she spoke.

"But I will give up my life to ensure your safety, you must not worry...Even if the world turns to ashes - you will be alright.."

She turned away from the notice, turning her full loving attention to the child. She began to hum a familiar tune that rested softly in her mind..
 

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