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A somewhat inky piece of parchment would be hung up by the sewer-entrance once more. It was placed quickly alongside the piece from the day beforehand. Something stunk of the paper, though a load of sulfur was crushed into the surface. With drizzled, spotty writing, it read;
Not to be Supine
It comes off as somewhat impressive the debates spirited from my writing. That is to be expected. Thus, I challenge all of you lovers of such debauchery to a challenge of words, if you are too cowardly to face the rite of combat. Yet, in this little piece, I shall address the numerous accusations and misnomers in regards to true purity and true patriotism to our nation.
Gonzales!
It has come to attention how utterly devious your position is in regards to my supreme faith. To Vess, I stand for the truest patriots still living amongst us, injured by the affects of rampant demonism and the Bralona's prior war against our nation. To Juvin, I see through the manipulation greater than any individual and seek to teach civilians like yourself the truth that these 'species' continue to hide away from us! Species by the means of some metaphor, as calling them animals is too taxonomically absurd. Regardless, for Elia, I am doing what is necessary to preserve our country against these invasive threats. Thus, for Taal's purity, the accurse of my blood's sin lingers, there is no pure heart left to spare beyond this war for such.
Perchance I have not accounted myself to fight such a cult, simply because they have not revealed themselves in the sewer systems yet. I am in the sewers fighting my own warfare against this miasma, away from the trappings of societal corruption which continuously string from these associative parties. Parties of which I see you own yourself up to.
The Bralona will continue to be disrespected, as are those Suvials acting as salvation for the rogue demon. Perchance their blood may not be riddled by the Occult, unless it was with their predisposition to arson with those flames. Flames brewed by their highly encouraged sects and groups, all of which remain so meddling in the affairs of our state's greater security.
I could make mincemeat with the might of a single finger.
Bring thine duel Guzgan!
False Artok!
I am surprised you are even able to interpret the glorious vocabulary that purity prompts. Adoration and ego are meaningless vests of power constructed by your pathetic societal balance. A balance to which is served not by the strength of the great, but by the meaningless bureaucrats, such as yourself, whom wish to cling to such bastardized powers. The Bralona is only an example of the extreme, weakened tolerance the citizenry has put up to 'coexist' among these alienated monstrosities. The Bralona lacks any limbs to lose nor any fear in the line of combat, they are simply entertaining themselves to bide more time before another revolutionary system begins.
You failed to address the evidence of that hive-minded structure among them, which clearly is simply kept to secret in the wake of their species' most recent, political failure. Pride is a vice to pay, and I will be the toller to take what is necessary.
The Suvial are 'gifted', just as how the Katharic are 'gifted' in the Void and the Broods 'gifted' in their vampiric natures. They have such presents to display, solely due to their full focus on those demonic possessions, understanding and thus weaponizing them as they have done before in history. They take their strengths, strengths so despicable and malevolent, yet choose to actively embrace them instead of rightfully discard them to a path of cultural extinction. They may fight the occasional demon, yet the state has had the resources to wage war and could have done so just as easily without the bargaining chips of a few useless Suvials to be bodies.
All I have made these letters for is outing those corrupted species among us, those bureaucratic systems, and the protection of patriots whom value the most fundamental ideals associated with our marvelous nation. It is not lightly received your sheer ignorance nor inability to conversate without outlaying to punching whatever you want, you boar.
Come to a lecture, I shall hold one this week, but I would prefer that attempted assassination is off the table.
Arcanist!
You absolute buffoon. Your people will remain in this as long as they continue to raze such infernos with their demonic puppetry. As long as they vex our world with corruptive elements only bound to serve state institutions and fringe religious organizations within our nation. Your people are the truest of scourges upon our planet, and so are you, especially with that knack for 'sudden arrests' that you enjoy pulling around with your corrupted spite. You are a power hungry pansy, unable to even give weight to your 'threat'.
The mercenary charter is operated by individuals well beyond the scope of your pathetic peers. I have walked around inside the Keep one too many times to deal with that sort of bologna before. That charter was built by true hunters, not some insignificant stay of persecution made by those that so rapidly introduce the theories of Theurgy only months before a major crisis.
Regardless, my hatred is not blind. I have survived to this very hour for a reason, a reason which perchance even I may not fully comprehend. This creed is blessed by the highest for preserving my life and soul beyond the contraptions of isolation so imposed by the evils your kind continue to unleash via their continual tampering of our 'dimension', as that magicked community defines.
Ridding the demons is being done, I am simply ridding the now domestic threats of demons. I participated in fighting my own fair share of those wily creatures before and I shall do so whenever they venture back into what once was paradise. Yet, that paradise is poisoned by the domestic introduction of demons so promoted by Suvials as of yourself. In order to protect the greater venues of our world, remove those pesky spirits from your blood, and perchance there may be redemption.
Undying evils are but rivers to which dams must be built. Deterrence is a practicality that you will soon understand with whatever meaningless jargon you lob my way, fire-licker.
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Not to be Supine
It comes off as somewhat impressive the debates spirited from my writing. That is to be expected. Thus, I challenge all of you lovers of such debauchery to a challenge of words, if you are too cowardly to face the rite of combat. Yet, in this little piece, I shall address the numerous accusations and misnomers in regards to true purity and true patriotism to our nation.
Gonzales!
It has come to attention how utterly devious your position is in regards to my supreme faith. To Vess, I stand for the truest patriots still living amongst us, injured by the affects of rampant demonism and the Bralona's prior war against our nation. To Juvin, I see through the manipulation greater than any individual and seek to teach civilians like yourself the truth that these 'species' continue to hide away from us! Species by the means of some metaphor, as calling them animals is too taxonomically absurd. Regardless, for Elia, I am doing what is necessary to preserve our country against these invasive threats. Thus, for Taal's purity, the accurse of my blood's sin lingers, there is no pure heart left to spare beyond this war for such.
Perchance I have not accounted myself to fight such a cult, simply because they have not revealed themselves in the sewer systems yet. I am in the sewers fighting my own warfare against this miasma, away from the trappings of societal corruption which continuously string from these associative parties. Parties of which I see you own yourself up to.
The Bralona will continue to be disrespected, as are those Suvials acting as salvation for the rogue demon. Perchance their blood may not be riddled by the Occult, unless it was with their predisposition to arson with those flames. Flames brewed by their highly encouraged sects and groups, all of which remain so meddling in the affairs of our state's greater security.
I could make mincemeat with the might of a single finger.
Bring thine duel Guzgan!
False Artok!
I am surprised you are even able to interpret the glorious vocabulary that purity prompts. Adoration and ego are meaningless vests of power constructed by your pathetic societal balance. A balance to which is served not by the strength of the great, but by the meaningless bureaucrats, such as yourself, whom wish to cling to such bastardized powers. The Bralona is only an example of the extreme, weakened tolerance the citizenry has put up to 'coexist' among these alienated monstrosities. The Bralona lacks any limbs to lose nor any fear in the line of combat, they are simply entertaining themselves to bide more time before another revolutionary system begins.
You failed to address the evidence of that hive-minded structure among them, which clearly is simply kept to secret in the wake of their species' most recent, political failure. Pride is a vice to pay, and I will be the toller to take what is necessary.
The Suvial are 'gifted', just as how the Katharic are 'gifted' in the Void and the Broods 'gifted' in their vampiric natures. They have such presents to display, solely due to their full focus on those demonic possessions, understanding and thus weaponizing them as they have done before in history. They take their strengths, strengths so despicable and malevolent, yet choose to actively embrace them instead of rightfully discard them to a path of cultural extinction. They may fight the occasional demon, yet the state has had the resources to wage war and could have done so just as easily without the bargaining chips of a few useless Suvials to be bodies.
All I have made these letters for is outing those corrupted species among us, those bureaucratic systems, and the protection of patriots whom value the most fundamental ideals associated with our marvelous nation. It is not lightly received your sheer ignorance nor inability to conversate without outlaying to punching whatever you want, you boar.
Come to a lecture, I shall hold one this week, but I would prefer that attempted assassination is off the table.
Arcanist!
You absolute buffoon. Your people will remain in this as long as they continue to raze such infernos with their demonic puppetry. As long as they vex our world with corruptive elements only bound to serve state institutions and fringe religious organizations within our nation. Your people are the truest of scourges upon our planet, and so are you, especially with that knack for 'sudden arrests' that you enjoy pulling around with your corrupted spite. You are a power hungry pansy, unable to even give weight to your 'threat'.
The mercenary charter is operated by individuals well beyond the scope of your pathetic peers. I have walked around inside the Keep one too many times to deal with that sort of bologna before. That charter was built by true hunters, not some insignificant stay of persecution made by those that so rapidly introduce the theories of Theurgy only months before a major crisis.
Regardless, my hatred is not blind. I have survived to this very hour for a reason, a reason which perchance even I may not fully comprehend. This creed is blessed by the highest for preserving my life and soul beyond the contraptions of isolation so imposed by the evils your kind continue to unleash via their continual tampering of our 'dimension', as that magicked community defines.
Ridding the demons is being done, I am simply ridding the now domestic threats of demons. I participated in fighting my own fair share of those wily creatures before and I shall do so whenever they venture back into what once was paradise. Yet, that paradise is poisoned by the domestic introduction of demons so promoted by Suvials as of yourself. In order to protect the greater venues of our world, remove those pesky spirits from your blood, and perchance there may be redemption.
Undying evils are but rivers to which dams must be built. Deterrence is a practicality that you will soon understand with whatever meaningless jargon you lob my way, fire-licker.
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Purity Without End,
Sera Arestinescua.
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@JamiJam017 @HeyoBiggums @bwmwags3Sera Arestinescua.
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