Mating with Chaos?

[BaleOhay]

Our scouts have reported some armies moving towards the front. Clearly they are not trading envoys with very low crates between them and shining for arms and armor. They fly the flags of Ildist and Mates. With no declaration of war we let them pass unharmed into New Dhirim.

Has another Lord come to feast on the bones of Chaos or to add its troops to the Sacrificial table for the Lord of Terror? Our diplomats have tried to seek the answers from Lord Ildist but have gotten no responses or he suddenly runs from the room (goes afk on steam) when you ask the questions. We shall watch and see what happens and remember the decisions made.

Ohay

[Bronto]

Some great detective shit right there. Right on par with Murder she Wrote. I think if Ildist would answer he'd probably just say you're gay or something far far worse.

[BaleOhay]

Oh I imagine we know what they are doing. However, we like to give them a chance of either stating their intentions by declaring war, since reinforcing our enemies is plenty cause for us... OR give a reason why they would be marching 4500 or so troops into an enemy city.

We like having Ildist and Mates as neighbors. They have been good and have not stolen Sd or given us any case to fight with them. We would like it to stay that way.

[ildist]

holy fuck no one ever spells my name right i swear to god im going to kill myself

[BaleOhay]

holy fuck no one ever spells my name right i swear to god im going to kill myself

Whatever do you mean? All the spellings I see are correct. So you declaring war on the FCC? Inquiring minds want to know

[Darkkarma]

By the order of our angry intellectual lady, I hereby declare that The Chosen Hands of Stratia have reached an agreement of cooperation with Lord ldist and his M8's

The hand of the fair young maiden, Berper has been promised to lord Ildist in return for all of the +3 Wrapping boots and peasant dresses we could possibly need during the course of this war effort.

A lord of the people, truly.

With this, an alliance between our two houses has been brokered and shall be honored until the end of our days.

We shall accept him and his with open arms.

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Chesty eat shit. Down voting my RP posts breaks my immersion.

[Penguin]

Whatever do you mean? All the spellings I see are correct. So you declaring war on the FCC? Inquiring minds want to know

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I mean,

The peaceful trader arrived from the North at the great walls of New Rindyar Castle. It was bustling with activity, but even the sound of blacksmiths hammers and shouts of hardened veterans towards their young trainees could not drown out the disturbance coming from the main hall. After finally convincing the vigilant guards to let him in, he found a scene of chaos inside. Standing on the sacred throne of Rindyar was Havelle, all but naked save for his leather boots. He was yelling obscenities and throwing dishware towards a frightened boy in the corner. "Stop this nonsense!" the trader boomed. Havelle froze in shock, his impressive member dangling between toned thighs. "Forgive me, had I known you were coming-". The peaceful trader interjected, "There is no reason to ask for forgiveness from me my son; instead mend hostilities between you and...what might be your name young man?" "c-c-Cik-Cikel" the boy muttered. Havelle bristled once more, "But my lord, he's been staring at my table for months now, and this morning our serving maid caught him...caught him...I cannot bring myself to say the words."
"Perhaps they are better left unsaid then. Come, let us break bread for my time here will be short." Havelle reluctantly stepped off the chair and gave one last glaring look at the boy before exiting the hall.

[Chestaclese]

A carrier pigeon approaches carrying a letter, from Chestaclese the Loveable Fuckup, that reads the following.

Yo, keep loading that shithole city out. That place is a fucking grinder for both sides and we got plenty of "vassal" guilds to supply fresh corpses.

[PJ1020]

A carrier pigeon approaches carrying a letter, from Chestaclese the Loveable Fuckup, that reads the following.

Yo, keep loading that shithole city out. That place is a fucking grinder for both sides and we got plenty of "vassal" guilds to supply fresh corpses.

Hodor

[dynamike]

You guys taunted Chesty back into diplomacy.

Brace your rears for you'll be having your digestive process permanently reversed.


Almost forgot, RP:

A fiendish grin tucked on the corners of dynamike's mouth as he observed light green pea soup troops floating into the beleaguered city. "I'll have myself a can of that", he thought.

[Tom Cruise]

holy fuck no one ever spells my name right i swear to god im going to kill myself

You wont do it. Noooo balls.

[Tojo]

"The Terrorrops snorts in derision"