Allar Ultimatum To The Sanguine

[BasilMediator]

From the Wraiths, Nooks, and Golden Willows notice boards, a postage was stapled via wooden peg. Transcribed upon it was,

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As an Allar, criminal on-goings and undercity politics hardly ever reach my desk, and we as the Yaotl Jogro find ourselves far more busy with overseas conflict in locations such as Hadar, and Turmenia. However, in the past week, I've been receiving reports from denizens in the Allar commonwealth of arising concerns. I usually presume these notices are not strategic targeting against the commonwealth itself, due to my faith and trust in the Violet Order of the city.

Alarming it is however, that even hatchlings of the commonwealth are returning to our district during late hours after play with battered scars, and what appears to be feral markings and cuts, which my Al-Allar advisers inform me, can be by none other than sanguine. To the Sanguine of the undercity, I'd rather settle this issue peacefully, but I am nonetheless willing and able to resort to less friendly means if these situations do not subside. It is not the Jogro's place to defend the Allar commonwealth outside its district. It is their place to defend the Digmaan and his family. There are much more important things the Yaotl Jogro should be devoted to such as the ongoing conflicts in Hadaria between Sendras, or the War in the Dread West against the Kathar alongside the Empire.

One listed report is as follows. A rather treasured mascot to our commonwealth, and someone with much aspiration and opportunity to grow into a well-developed Al-Allar alchemist. The reporting states that Tika was attacked and captured by a Varghul with blonde hair.

No, I'm not familiar with vampires, but when taking in the past, and our previous war against the Vampires a year prior to now before we assisted in the annihilation of the Desprince, I am well aware of what a Varghul is, being as it was a Varghul that killed my treasured friend, and the head alchemist of the secretary of the southlands Cro-Zzhin Yaotl, Allreizz, who was assisting the guards during the battle at slum gate by providing alchemical support. He was slain by two Varghuls, and could not regenerate fast enough to survive his injuries.

This is a painful memory that constantly reminds myself that a direct war against the Vampires is neither the Allars place, nor something any of us would like to repeat. If these constant attacks against the Allar people do not subside however, I will attempt to recruit the Jogro into the Violet Order as a charter under the Yaotl banner to assist in the fight against city crime.

Signed,
Zzalangua Mu-Yaotl
First Rhax of Digmaan Yaotl​

 

[GRIST_]

Merith tosses the paper into the flames of a nearby fire. Scowling under her breath. "Shoulda killed the killed rat." She curled her fingers along the wood that lined the seat around her, already ready to simply go out and hunt. However, she relaxed back into the seat, peering over her shoulder to take a look at Xilthruum. Perhaps he had something to say on the matter?

@Magivore

 

[Ascelus]

A certain Crimson Witch peered at this postage with a smirk on their face, they simply muttered to themselves as they began to walk away "Ah, the lizards, can't help but think I had something to do with this."

 

[Lutowski]

Rue idly folded her legs as she kicked back into her chair to treat herself with this article like the absolute queen she is, lips tilting upwards in a smug smile. Her cocky grin dissapeared just as fast the more her eyes trailed through the words, though once the Sihai realized what it was about. She couldn't help but think of a certain, recently turned Keel-Allar and leaned back into her seat with a defeated sigh.

"Shit."

 

[Mollymock]

Rue idly folded her legs as she kicked back into her chair to treat herself with this article like the absolute queen she is, lips tilting upwards in a smug smile. Her cocky grin dissapeared just as fast the more her eyes trailed through the words, though once the Sihai realized what it was about. She couldn't help but think of a certain, recently turned Keel-Allar and leaned back into her seat with a defeated sigh.

"Shit."

Click to shrink...

Henrik's lips couldn't help but curl into a playful fanged grin, his crimson stare flicking to the Sihai with an overly flamboyant chuckle;"Ah, Rue, darling, you should not fret! These reptiles, if experience should prove true, are merely a pebble on the road to salvation. We witnessed how that creature writhed and squirmed under our boot, truly displaying the inadequacies of the Allar in possessing the gift."
His head threw to the sky, planting his palm upon his chest as he erupted into a thunderous cackle, the grandiose of his stance unrivalled;"They lack the capacity to see the change, the evolution, happing right under their snouts. Ignorance is a blissful thing, however, bliss is a thing of the past. Hark forth, lounge of lizards! I shall not fret to inflict upon you every blow you do a thousand times over-" His attention flicked to Rue, his aimless ramblings becoming evermore self-evident. He composed himself, adjusting his much beloved jacket, looking onto his Desprince expectingly,"Or. We allow our dearest Xilthruum to do the sensible thing, hmm?"

@Lutowski @Magivore

 

[MrNoot1]

Benjamin Syldove wondered to the Golden Willow, hoping to find some good news for once. However, this Url could not find such as he'd read about the recent notice. He'd spit on the side as the Url began to speak. "Where ever the Sanguine may hide, they will be found. Perhaps it is time to speak with the Allar about helping, If need be." The Url began his way back home, preparing a letter in mind.

 

[Jupiter6700]

A wide eyed Mu looked at the paper, immediately recognizing that paragraph about Tika and died a little inside with a small squeak. In Zasta she said, "That's it, I'm screwed, so screwed, I cannot show my face or the Digmaan might rip it off. Yup, no see my face again. One job Cazzlyzza, One job"

 

[FeralGayWalnut]

Her hands tightened into tight fists as she stood before her desk. However, her shoulders slowly eased as she carefully uncrumpled the paper which was now wrinkled and torn a bit. "Getting angry over past events won't solve what's happened already. Find the bitch, put an end to this, and don't get snatched." She muttered under her breath as she tucked the notice into a drawer and stepped towards the stairs. A frown graced Seraphina's features as her mind, despite her own wishes, focused on the battle the noticed mentioned and a man in a deep green cape. With a firm shake of her head, she left her home. No, not today. Not ever again.

 

[Kingdom56]

"So, the allar want their turn next huh. Pfha, then they can 'ave it.. Not like I've forgotten what 'appened.." The Kathar murmured. He ran his dark grey, clawed hand through his bloodstained locks of hair only to cover up and feel a butchered left ear. "I 'aven't forgotten a damn thing."

 

[MrBlwe]

The raptor's black maw practically shook from the low clicking noises that escaped his throat, that were then replaced by a chuckle as his maw curved into a smile. "Our assault finally begins I see.."

 

[NoRezForYou]

"This must of been how the Kathar felt." Mumbled a purple skinned Manathar as they set the paper upon the face of the nook's piano. "I wonder if they'll let their next victim free.. After all... No matter how hard they are shoved from the spot light they return... Screaming as if it is their beam to bathe in.." The Lector continued to ramble as he toyed with the instraments keys, heeded by any who may of been hanging around the Nest at such hours of the night. "Whilst the tempo is swift, our shows yet to reach its crescendo but who knows... Maybe our players will fail to get that far."