Seven Years

Seven Years Ago, Rising Scry,

It was then that Travance heralded the greatest exodus of this age.

In return, and for that end, we gladly renounced our own immortality.

I additionally took an exile of seven years, one year for each sin I was forced to commit while bound to their will.

Now I return, that I may remind you of the Goodness within ye. Remember who you are, Travance. What Good you have done. What Light you have brought to the world, in spite of the Darkness that plagues our land, and covets the shadows beneath our feet.

In a few days, Travance will again herald one of the most ponderous exoduses of our age. One that will unleash a great darkness onto our world.

While I resign now that it may must be done... I plead with ye.

Hold fast to the light in Her ominous spite, in my absence.

And let us together destroy the Null, that we may once again bask in the light at the end of this dark tunnel.

In willing service,
-M. Mantel Warrane the Unchained
A Mortal Faekin

Amen.


-Nalick

And then a blubbering idiot talked about his ill gotten freedom.

From Cold Iron shackles on newborn legs he weakly crawled from trying to bring hope.

Hope died when your Queen saw fit to cast the gaze of the Mortalis upon us.

Make no mistake, You did not renounce your mortality. Though your selfish Queen would paint a picture of her "selflessness." in an act of virtue. Luckily we struck the first blow and stole your immortality and rightfully so. Hope you are still enjoying that by the way.

Never again call us good ,chained one, or less than half the populous of this place. They make the Unseelie look as though the mortals would call "Saints".

You have lost your way. I have some manacles that may yet remind you of your place, should Kormyre wish it. For now I will continue to delivering "Spice" until my services are needed elsewhere.

It isn't the dark one you should worry about. But the glorious queen who forced you and yours here. Who gave you purpose in the chains of bondage and then you so foolishly sought to abandon.

~ Captain Bartimaeus Gem ~
"Spice" Merchant of the K.S. Makara

Swabbie Quartz,

I dare ye try.

I look forward to dealing with your vitriol in person, and washing that vitreous grin off of your face.

Call me chained again.
-Bare Ankles

Datu Guo Chenjing,

While I'm sure whatever you've said is of the utmost kindness, and an object of my appreciation and admiration, I would kindly ask you to stay out of this.

This is a matter to be had between a slaver and a freeman.

Quartz. Shall we meet in Proper next moon to discuss your grievances with my Queen?

Willingly Awaiting Your Response,
-M. Mantel Warrane, Still Unchained

Id try my best too stay out but if theres one thing I hate its a slayver.

Chet