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Cain Grimm

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Within his loft apartment in the slums, Cain gazed out from his window with a slight smirk. His eyes surveyed the street below, two men arguing about something he vaguely heard and wrote off as gang related activity. "Some empire..." He mused aloud. Glancing back to the mage dressed in black robes, and bound with chains behind him. "You're going to tell me again... what you delivered." Cain picked up the knife sitting on the window sill, and approached the young woman. "Tell me again, what he did... what you delivered and what he ordered you to do?"

The young woman held fear in her eyes as the man brought the knife up, though not for her. The knife slipped across his own throat, drawing an oily ichor before tiny millipede like tendrils sealed the wound. She'd always remember his face too, the dark tanned skin with flawless complexion. How she thought that night was going to be different... she was wrong. Her words came out hastily, betraying everything she'd known about her master and more. Some of it lies, some speculation, most of it truth. Her urine leaking onto the floor is when Cain shook his head, throwing the knife aside atop a crate.

"You're dismissed." With that, a flash of magical light, he'd removed her memories and sent her to the street below. Confusion set in, as her memories seemed vague. Why was she there? Where did the handsome stranger go? Why were her robes wet? Either way, she quickly stumbled back to her sequestered coven and vanished. As the two thugs had before he'd banished her.

"So much work to do..." Cain sighed out, returning to his stoic gaze out over the empire of slums he'd made his residence.

09-Nov-2019 21:28:55

Nathmatics
Jul Member 2008

Nathmatics

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The letter was dispatched via a trio of scouts.



To:
Baroness of Silvarea Honor Thompson, Marshal of Misthalin's forces.




Request of trained troops
I send you this letter on the goodwill & faith that you will willing comply with a simple request, for the sake of his Imperial Majesty, Henry 'Hans' Remanis.

I require disciplined, trained soldiers that have proven themselves to be dedicated to their service to the crown, quick thinkers, durable and loyalty are important, as I will induct these soldiers into Varrock's Imperial Guard, to personally protect his Imperial Majesty.


I suggest making this a voluntary role they may choose, and that you put them through extreme physical and psychological training. I will list a few methods, which are field proven. You may warn any volunteers of the nature of the training, but not exact details.

•Mountain Hike. Wherein volunteers are required to wear heavy armour and equipment whilst traversing unforgiving terrain, mainly to test their strength and endurance, this may be done in any place in Misthalin, including Silvarea. They fail if they fall too far behind, give up or pass out.

•IRT (Interrogation Resistance Training). Volunteers are briefed about what fictional 'mission' they are on. They are then disarmed, blindfolded, handcuffed, and subjected to stress-inducing sources, such as, yelling, sounds of weaponry clashing, aggressive dog barking and threats (though don't harm them), they fail if they disclose the info.

•VIP protection. This will teach all volunteers how to form small testudo and other essentials.

You may add to this list if you wish, though the above is my minimum requirements.

I will send trained sergeants to requested locations (or send the volunteers to Varrock Palace) upon your acceptance and directions.

Yours faithfully
From:
Arvid Harkon, Captain of Varrock's Guard
An apologetically, unofficial representative for World 42

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10-Nov-2019 01:03:51 - Last edited on 10-Nov-2019 01:17:47 by Nathmatics

Nathmatics
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The rest of the letter sent above is omitted due to the harsh nature of training regimes and physiological torture techniques, too inhuman to be read
An apologetically, unofficial representative for World 42

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10-Nov-2019 01:07:06 - Last edited on 10-Nov-2019 01:19:23 by Nathmatics

Valiesin
Dec Member 2021

Valiesin

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By Imperial Decree, A Series of Proclamations


Upon the ascension of Misthalin to an Imperial State, the Emperor has
declared that his regnal name be
Hans
. From hereon, all matters pertaining
to His Imperial Majesty shall be henceforth declared in the name of Emperor Hans.

Per the instruction of
Emperor Hans
, all members of the nobility are ordered to acquire
and display a holy symbol to be worn around the neck by chain or pinned on their fabric.
Failure to wear a blessed holy symbol will result in penalty against the member and they
must forfeit a twenty percent increase in their taxes for each day the holy symbol is unworn.
This decree is in effect immediately and will affect the noble classes and government officials.

All citizens of the Empire of Misthalin must declare their support of Our Lord,
Saradomin
,
and be expected to pay tithes to the Church each week. Failure to do so does not fall
on the Imperial Court for punishment, but judgement from Lord Saradomin himself.
To not contribute to the war against dark forces in His name is a grave sin.

The First Minister and Imperial Court will be conducting an Imperial Review of the
Empire's armed forces and reorganizing His Imperial Majesty's defense of the realm.
In addition to this, all guard and militia units present under the Empire will be conscripted into national service. While those units will remain in their respective areas, they must be
trained and prepared to answer His Imperial Majesty's call when our sovereignty is at stake.
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Valiesin
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10-Nov-2019 19:26:12 - Last edited on 10-Nov-2019 22:22:40 by Valiesin

Valiesin
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Valiesin

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Rosaline Haines is hereby appointed an ambassador
to the Wizard's Tower. May she help sustain lasting peace.

First Minister Aedus Le'Gaunt is hereby appointed minister
plenipotentiary to the Kingdom of Asgarnia.
May he help sustain a lasting peace.

Those under the command of Jarryg are to return
to the island of Anachronia to protect the Empire's
labor force there. Ensure that resources are being
cultivated properly and sent back to the mainland.

All vassals beneath the Imperial Crown are expected
to send their prisoners to the island of Anachronia
where they will be used as laborers in gathering resources.

The previous ban on free travel throughout the Empire
of Misthalin has been lifted, thereby negating the need
for Misthalite citizens to provide a passport when traveling.


These actions have been decreed by the Imperial Crown
and are to be executed immediately.

Signed,

Aedus,
First Minister .„¸¸,.·` |
Valiesin
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10-Nov-2019 19:30:14 - Last edited on 10-Nov-2019 22:20:40 by Valiesin

Zurin Arctus
Nov Member 2023

Zurin Arctus

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The Message was recieved by Jarryg, and was followed without question, the warriors quickly returning to their home as though they'd been called back there anyway.

Word soon came from Anachronia that Thorkir had died, and was to be replaced, and succeeded by his daughter, Taldar. In accordance with the Imperial order, Jarryg and his gang did not return to the mainland. Word was soon sent to the Emperor of pledges of loyalty, and fidelity, and that Taldar would appear in person to affirm The loyalty of the warriors. House Hlaalu Representative

13-Nov-2019 04:51:45

Cain Grimm

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"These rumors can't be real."
"Why are we all standing around?"
"Who sent out those letters anyways? To good to be true."
"Saradomin, I just want to drink and go to bed."

The gathering of laborers, farmers, and rural land lords had grown restless, assembled in the woods along the King's Road. They'd all been summoned by word of mouth after the first letters went out.

Come, all who seek freedom from tyrants. Who want something new. Who are not afraid to be the kings of their own destiny. Assemble along the King's Road, at twilight on the Thirteenth day of the month, and take the first step in securing your own empire.

It was just when the sun had dipped below the horizon, and torches were ignited did they reveal themselves. Black clad wizards surrounded the group from the treeline and from the center of the group came a fire spell into the air, to garner attention.

"People of the realm we mean you no harm, and you are free to return to your familes and homes. But those of you with the curiosity to stay, are welcome to hear my message. You work, and you suffer for those that regard you as little more than numbers in their ledger. You cower in fear of the unknown, of the darkness across the river. You need not rely on those with everything, to protect those with nothing. Why would they? They use you for fodder in their own ambition. We've come to offer you a choice. A choice of self-reliance, or status quo. We live among you, we will be watching."

With that, the long haired man stepped from the crowd.
The other mages had vanished throughout the speech, leaving the one to address them. None stopped him as he walked.

"Lupus non timet canem latrantem." Came the infernal tongue, as he motioned with his arms over the crowd. Some flinched, fearing a spell. None came. With that, he vanished in a flash of magic. Word would spread quickly of the gathering to the city. Whatever it meant, was up for debate for now. But the long haired mage would indeed be watching.

13-Nov-2019 20:18:46

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