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Few papers were posted around the surface of the city, on notice boards in Old Town and elsewhere


It would seem the time has come for a rather strong worded paper regarding the absolute mud bathing shits of the city. I would be lying if I said this wasn't prompted due to my sudden and unforeseen lay off from guard employment, such being justified by absolutely outrageous and completely bogus charges against myself. I am indeed being framed for these many "misdeeds" as Mrs. Peirgarten states in her asinine shit fest letter. I am, surprisingly enough, not catching any remorse nor belief for my claims defending myself from such blasphemy. Framed might not even be the right word. Methinks it may also be a result of someone with a personal vendetta against my good self. The claim to root out guard corruption within the charters is an absolute lie, for if that were the case I would not have been laid off for things I didn't even know I did.

I try my absolute best to shrug off the constant shortcomings of the fucking witless masses, but this, I cannot ignore. My ideals, my damned pride, prevent me from just moving on from this ridiculous farce of a justification. Evidently I was spotted in the sewers assaulting individuals. This was, in all of it's forsaken glory, a damned lie as I was never in the sewers, save for when I was ambushed and kidnapped by werebeast packs. I assume this information was acquired through some free diving sewer monkey, in which case, this information would be trusted against the word of a guard of the Empire? One who constantly battles the greyskin menace? And these various other acts of corruption which Madame Peirgarten fails to specify.. I can only assume this is to try and reinforce her already baseless claims on my business as a guard. Anybody who actually knows me knows that I was one of if not the most incorruptible guards around. But, without any warning, I was stripped of my duties for actions I was not aware I had part in.

There is also the fact that it seems a tad outrageous that somebody like Grand Commander Howlester or Commander Peirgarten in all of their oh so righteous authority would believe such words from sewer dwellers, or somebody else. Methinks there is also the other theory that some other figure had a part in this business. I received information from the Isldar dragon man mercenary or what have you that they was discussing how I was going to be fired, when the high and mighty Howlester court mage said that I pissed off the wrong people, meaning her. This is a topic which has had to be talked about for quite some time; how the fuck does a Kathar, a literal void manifestation, find herself in the employ of somebody like William Howlester. Not only that, but he actually listens to what she has to say. This woman was co-leader of one of the largest Kathar freak parades in Regalian history post Manathar event. Then her skin tone and complexion changes, and suddenly all is forgiven. But now she is back to her good old fashioned greyskinned, void tainted self. And is the Howlester court mage. A woman, who's family is made up of all criminals and Sanguine, and who's husband is a man eating behemoth, who quite frankly I'm not sure how is still alive. She somehow has political favor within that family. Out-fucking-rageous it is, and anybody who stands for this Empire I assume would agree with me.

What I was going to do was leave this matter alone and do some other job, seeing the absolute failures of the Regalian guard force, which has degraded so much over the years it is laughable. But when I heard that the greyskin potato peeling, tree climbing, bug eating, mud stomping, shit dwelling, behemoth fucking peon mage may have had sway in the issue, I could not leave it be. Whether you are one of the shirtless dilettantes gallivanting about spitting on my name or you are a likeminded half decent citizen, let my case be known. I would suggest an actual investigation into this matter but seeing as how the /Kathar/ court mage has political sway, it may end up going nowhere. The stance against guard corruption is an absolute farce, and anybody with half a brain will agree with me. This is not Jacobin writing, as you sheep love to throw that word around. This is me defending myself in light of the corrupt overwhelming the incorruptible. Ave Regalia, Orotario Ode, stand against the greyskin tide and hold firm the bastion of Ailordom you war dogs.

Signed,
Urijah Jamesson
 
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"Someone needs to stand for the truth. The Dais of Faith will crumble before we allow the voidtainted influence our politics any longer. When shall they intervene on the forceful Url-ing of their own Ailor people instead?"


A particular zealot spoke in a huff over a humbly lit fire, somewhere off on a distant Kintyr monastery as he looked longingly to a gilded helm.
 
Kabili Drulvaar read one the notices strewn up in the deeper parts of Old Town, despite its length- he persisted in reading the whole thing. At the last few sentences, he chuckled to himself, and said out loud, though kept to an appropriate voice-level, for anyone who passed by to hear,
"Urijah, Urijah, Urijah. My, my, have we gotten you riled up. I await your adventure into the dark depths to seek yer' revenge. I'll be waiting for you."
The Shenath's lips curled into a large grin, as he trotted off, soon finding his way into the abyss he called home.
 
A reply was sent out publicly soon after this notice was put up

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I'll keep this brief. Urijah, oh sweet Urijah. You decided to go on a racial meat head bashing parade in the sewers which is against Citywide Guard protocol. Anyone who knows you can deduce this is something so horrendously something you would do, out of lack of intelligence or just an attempt to showcase some feeble masculinity, I can't tell anymore what your gripe is at this point. Fact is though, I couldn't give a rats ass if you drowned the Howlester Court mage if you managed to do it legally but I do take issue with you parading Guard authority around like some stain on your underwear. You are a shit Guard. You are a shit patriot and worst of all, you're a shit Ailor. I'm sure you'll find more appropriate work in the under city, I hear they love you there. Either way, your days working in the City Guard are long done.

Imperial Marshal William Howlester
 
Mavaerik would shake his head, click his tongue at the post and then looked to his wife.

"Some people just don't know when to give up. Even after the fight has long ended. Shame."

@JustSomeAnimal
 
"I would say something but seems you already verbally burned, beheaded, and buried the remains Imperial Marshal. Thank Gods I finally have the correct title to reference you."
 
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A cloaked warrior took notice of the mention of a Kathar mage, writing down the information in his journal. Afterwards, he sighs at the excessive insults against them, and leaves the notice alone without another word.
 
Mavaerik would shake his head, click his tongue at the post and then looked to his wife.

"Some people just don't know when to give up. Even after the fight has long ended. Shame."

@JustSomeAnimal

Yansa snorted, brushing her hair back a tad.

"Oh, but we love him there. I'm sure he misses us, aye?"