*A mighty voice would sound all across Varrock, it would seem to come from many places all at once, like a hundred voices all speaking in unison.*
"The Zamorakians are not evil, we are not monsters and we did not drive you from your homes. Accept these truths into your hearts and reject the lies of desperate men attempting to drag you into their wars. Varrock should look after its own, the poor and the needy of its own city before it tries to attack us. Soon our wrath must descend upon this city, to begin the purge of all those who would attack us for what we believe in. But if you wish to stay safe and protected, paint a red zamorakian symbol above your door and your house will be spared."
Who would heed this warning? Would any paint symbols to protect themselves from the attack? How would the city officials react if they did?
*OOC* Just thought I'd throw in my little piece of propaganda on here.
"The greatest endeavors are achieved because of their selfless intent"
#WarIsComing
30-May-2016 21:14:38
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by
Lord Pyro I
Lord Pyro I
said
:
*A mighty voice would sound all across Varrock, it would seem to come from many places all at once, like a hundred voices all speaking in unison.*
"The Zamorakians are not evil, we are not monsters and we did not drive you from your homes. Accept these truths into your hearts and reject the lies of desperate men attempting to drag you into their wars. Varrock should look after its own, the poor and the needy of its own city before it tries to attack us. Soon our wrath must descend upon this city, to begin the purge of all those who would attack us for what we believe in. But if you wish to stay safe and protected, paint a red zamorakian symbol above your door and your house will be spared."
Who would heed this warning? Would any paint symbols to protect themselves from the attack? How would the city officials react if they did?
*OOC* Just thought I'd throw in my little piece of propaganda on here.
I send a pestilence and plague
Into your house, into your bed
Into your streams, into your streets
Into your drink, into your bread
Upon your cattle, on your sheep
Upon your oxen in your field
Into your dreams, into your sleep
Until you break, until you yield
I send the swarm, I send the horde
Thus saith the Lord