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THERANS TALK BACK Aldacer Talks :I resign ************* It is with a heavy heart I resign my post as Noble. Through outlandish decress by Navatar, I have been told I am not even to engage in combat if I was attacked first, yet his scorn has also made it clear his disagrees with my wearing of rares. How, therefore, am I to live? This is asking for cowardice, pure and simple. Though I love the City of Valour, I can not sit and flee from all attacks and not even defend myself. It is cowardice, as I said before. No one should ask this of another. So, come whatever penalties may, unless I am allowed to defend myself when I am attacked, repeatedly, I hereby renounce my cause of Nobility. I could not serve under an Executor who wishes such as Lord Navatar does. I will still aid any of Valours defenders, Noble or does. I will still aid any of Valours defenders, Noble or Knight, and do what I can for the Light if this is not to be changed. Klia Talks: Of the Knights of Valour ********** The day started out pretty lonely. There was not much do to and I found myself waiting in Seringale for someone to appear to speak to. Laskuda, a Knight of the Order appeared and I was immediatly taken with his lovely tiger. I did nothing but admire him, and I was met with icy insults. I had accepted that Laskuda was naught but a rude soldier, too overcome by his faith to see the truth, but I could not get his tiger out of my head. Finally my dear friend showed her face and I started telling her about the tiger and how pretty he was. When I had finished she asked me if He was tied up in pretty pink ribbons as well. I promptly replied that it was a given fact that Knights do not like pink. She replied "Have you ever asked one? Her question gave me pause. I had not ever asked one. Luckily for us, we had a Knight on hand-the same Laskuda. I spoke to him as I would any other, introducing our discussion and finally asking for his opinion on the matter. All he had for a reply was insults, he would not answer our 'antics'. Insulted, but not despairing, we let Laskuda be. Luckily for us, Meriando appeared-his opinion would settle out dispute. We began the long walk to Valour to meet him, sending word ahead so that he would not run off on us, but he decieded to come and meet us instead. The question was presented to him and we recieved the same insults and a physical attack, but still no answer. Later, we found ourselves with the Executor himself, Navatar Wanideus. We had given up hope of getting a response to our question, but with the Executor before us, we could not help but question the actions of his comrades. Again, we were met with more insults and assaults. We were called children throughout the day. Citizens of Thera, we are scientists. It had been our intention to submit a report on our findings, for from the results we had started to gather they could have been startling. Thera, this is the side of your Protectors that you don't get to see. The Knights of Valour are truly cold, rude, and violent by nature. Beware next time you walk the streets of Valour. Wilibald Talks : My Dreadful Hex **************** Dear Goods, Bads, and Smellys, Today I would like to inform you that my recent hex has lifted. That is all. Carry on. Sheel Talks: Last Stand! **************** Today on this Day of Deception, 23rd of the Month of the Sun, I sheel would like my life know to all. I am here, in your very town awaiting a duel with Cloise, a great warrior indeed! Though I may fall into an everlasting sleep my life here has been a great one! Thanks to miyria for aiding me in her constant quest to warm my cold heart. My challenger aiding me in her constant quest to warm my cold heart. My challenger arrives now. Farewell to all, thank you for your time shared and though my life may end, my spirit lives on. As Zanderic once told a herald hopefull never give up, those words are ones for all to live by no matter how hard the journie. (Continued in talkback2) |
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