A Declaration From The Violet Order: Last Chance

[MantaRey]

Ambience for your leisure:

BY THE LORD COMMANDER'S EDICT
A warning for the city's most unwanted
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As the end of the year approaches, crime does not desist. In fact, it would seem that by some insurgence it increases and continues by the troublesome, the inept, the wicked, and the half-witted. From the goodness of our hearts, the Violet Order heeds its last warning for some of the worst of the bunch.

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FOR GWELURIN THE MANATHAR:
The next arrest, regardless of reason, will result in you being brought to the pyre. The public have spoken; we will not allow the ill-actions of the Manathar outside of the Order to condemn those who are loyally serving within. ​

FOR FEN'NAN THE ALTALAR:
The next arrest, regardless of reason, will result in a hand being severed at the least. Insolence, defiance, and dissent at its finest. Anti-State rebels will only earn the best of rewards for their efforts.

FOR MERITH THE SANGUINE:
Wanted for execution. Any individual harboring her will share the same fate.
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This is what happens when you trod on the Order's kindness and mercy. We will be glad to repay it all in full.

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Furthermore: The Violet Order is actively seeking new recruits. If you tire of having criminals actively terrorize the Holy City, bring havoc with each step, and incite chaos where they go, the Violet Order accepts you with open arms.

May justice prevail.​

 

[Nirnro0t]

Fen'nan read this over, running her hands through her once more short hair, which had grown to her chin with the aid of alchemy. She arched a scarlet brow, "Mercy?" She asked, bemused, she flipped over the page and then back, "Gwel do you see mercy anywhere on here? I can't seem to find it." She mused in dry humor as she flipped the paper over again in a mock searching manner. She inhaled strongly then, as if trying to smell something delicious. "Ah do you smell that? It's the beautiful smell of a corrupt Empire." She joked before her typical spirited features faded as she looked it over.

"All over tryin to defend you over a joke. What a bunch of friggin arse-biscuits." She said with a scowl.

@HereticTakao

 

[DrHasagi]

Throwing the paper into the ravine below the wood bridge he stood upon, Milo sighed. He then thought back to Faust's words. "Arrested her because they felt like it, huh? Seems mercy was never a thing."

 

[Yoggery]

Amallathrothla took a deep whiff and sighed, "I dislike the smell of tyranny in the morning."

 

[FeralGayWalnut]

A certain Avant smirked, nodding in approval.

 

[MrNoot1]

"You can burn the Sanguine and all of their ilk, but the rest should have a form of mercy. And as for the losing of a hand.. One should be careful to not follow in my past life's footsteps. However, may the Spirit judge the Sanguine with an iron fist." Benjamin Syldove spoke to himself, hoping to remember his lessons from his mistakes. Perhaps even rethinking of joining the Guards. Maybe, or maybe not. Who knows.

 

[milkdudders_]

The Cobra stilled, chilled by the letter. "And they call me crazy. This is the fate that will befall us all. Viper, look at this."

@__TheDarkLord__

 

[Ryria]

"You know, I almost feel bad for the guard. Just trying to do their jobs, y'know, and the emotionally stunted dim-wits of the slum really need to start kicking off. At this rate, it's their own fault, and they need to start learning how to lay low.

If you can't handle the heat, get the fuck out of the kitchen."

Said Charlie, shaking her head from side to side as she rocked on the back legs of her chair.

 

[__TheDarkLord__]

The Viper took the letter and skimmed through it, a brow raised as he lets out a snort. "Oh void, they do make me laugh."

@De_Fleurs

 

[_Owlet]

Val blinked staring at the paper, rising up from her seat "AZZY! Look! I saw these guards take that Fen'nan away outside the nook just tha' other day! VOID! They work quickly, hope the pretty redhead keeps her hand though. Can't imagine life without one." She commented, peering down to her hand, turning it around as she examined it, her shiny ring glinting. Peering to Esse momentarily "You came just after it finished, it was like what I read in them crime novels!"

@DiabloDonut @__TheDarkLord__

 

[AtticCat]

Haeddi Harhold just gave a soft scoff as she eyed the notice. "Good riddance."

 

[AlysaPotato]

Fudail let out a rather amused chuckle, "Can't wait to assist in their punishments." He'd study over the announcement before dressing up in his armor and going on another patrol.

 

[Anseran]

A particular Cielothar eyed over the paper, and yet he found himself engulfed by a prudent, sullen frown, "Where is the 'Last Chance' here?" he'd ponder aloud, and to any about, in a confused and bewildered tone.

 

[Entityze]

Malyrra quickly read over the letter before smiling "Hmph.. About time they got more than just a slap on the wrist." she said handing the letter to Saffaen

@Aurelian30k

 

[SheepieBaby]

Amara would read, blink, then re-read the notice. With an almost exaggerated sigh, the Altalar would turn towards her companion in arms, shaking her head. "Can you believe it? They're finally going to do something. Here's to hoping they actually carry through this time."

@Lord_Immortal ​

 

[NebulaePrimo]

Claire d'Anjou is confused "What changed? I guess they felt the need to tell the peasant folk what all the criminals already know."

 

[Aurelian30k]

The Avant let out a laugh as he read over the letter, stroking at the braids od his beard. "Merith is understandable but why do they want the hand of a weak willed Barmaid?"

@Dragonn_

 

[JokerLupus]

Joasaie read over the declaration, snorting as she set two tenpieces on her commander's desk, "Twenty regals says Fen or Gwelurin will end up here before Merith. She has wings. Wings! Just...flies away." The Yanar slouched briefly in her seat, huffing, "Probably all smirking, the criminals."

@MantaRey

 

[Ascelus]

A Crimson Witch looked at the letter handed to her by Nehm, reading it over before she broke out into laughter and looked to her friend. "What do you think about this, Nehm'ra? I find it quite funny, myself."

@Minty Jade

 

[Tiaq]

A Crimson Witch looked at the letter handed to her by Nehm, reading it over before she broke out into laughter and looked to her friend. "What do you think about this, Nehm'ra? I find it quite funny, myself."

@Minty Jade

Click to shrink...

Everyone's favorite Witchy gorl Nehm'ra was flopped on the couch, curled up with an empty bag of popcorn kernels. With a brief nod, she turned back unto the witch. "My opinion? We should open a popcorn stand in the Wraith for free when they raid the sewers, Pfah!"

 

[Antimreoir]

Maridenne read over the declaration with a shrug, returning the notice neatly to where she had found it to avoid theft of government property.

"I hope they take the hand off in public."

 

[Jovee]

Atticus' tattooed fingers trembled as he tried to hold the sigg to his lips, his eyes angled down at the parchment in his opposing hand. He sat in a dimly lit living room while his knee bobbed up and down-- the motion propelled by a persistent bounce of the same heel-- and jolted upright upon noting another's entrance into the den. His icy blue stare sought out her face in the low light.

"Duh girl's'll jus' have tuh stay indoors aftuh dark-- and dey can't go anywhere alone. Not 'til dis is all seddled," he continued. He swapped the proclamation in hand for the glass his ex-wife had offered him. She appeared solemn, the fireplace casting an upward glow across her somber features.

"Take care a'yahself, Addie," she finally replied. "We'll be alright heah." Her dark eyes shifted to the bite on Atticus' neck. It was still fresh. "I think yah made d'right choice."

He feigned a quick smile before inhaling deeply from his sigg. Despite her reassurance, he wasn't so certain he choose correctly and that was apparent on his face.

 

[Silver_Ag47]

Asan shuffled the page. Tracing the scars on his neck. "Shit, Fen got arrested the other day..." He sighed and stood up from the log he was sitting down. He put down the cup of rum he was drinking. He read over the punishments that were set. "They state that they're doing the best for the world. But for me? It's just like meeting an old nightmare. The same ideologies, new faces." The scarred Ailor muttered. He then threw the paper on the fire in front of him.