You all know me (well, some of you). I'm an easy-going homin, travel around harvesting, pruning excessive vegetation and generally minding my own business. But today I went up to Hidden Source, in Matis lands, to see what bounty that parched segment of the forest might offer.
Arriving, by the grace of Jena, at Her altar near the Gate between the desert lands of the Fyros and the productive lands of the Matis Nobles, I was surprised to see a large force of Imperial Troops marching around the area just byond the gate. They even had some apparently tamed Kirosta with them!
Now I know of the current tensions between the Matis Nobles and the Akenak (and I am very sorry to hear that Dexton is ill), but I have no political affiliation in the Forest, so I endeavored to pass through the milling horde to get to a source of raw materials that I sensed not 120 meters away. Imagine my surprise and horror as I was fallen upon by these Imperial Troops and dispatched forthwith.
Jena, in Her mercy, resurrected me far from those aggressive troops, and bestowed upon me her kiss that I might heal more rapidly from the rigors of being reincarnated.
I call upon the Akenak to repudiate the actions of their troops and to discipline the commander who was responsible for this unprovoked attack upon a simple Tryker citizen!
Arriving, by the grace of Jena, at Her altar near the Gate between the desert lands of the Fyros and the productive lands of the Matis Nobles, I was surprised to see a large force of Imperial Troops marching around the area just byond the gate. They even had some apparently tamed Kirosta with them!
Now I know of the current tensions between the Matis Nobles and the Akenak (and I am very sorry to hear that Dexton is ill), but I have no political affiliation in the Forest, so I endeavored to pass through the milling horde to get to a source of raw materials that I sensed not 120 meters away. Imagine my surprise and horror as I was fallen upon by these Imperial Troops and dispatched forthwith.
Jena, in Her mercy, resurrected me far from those aggressive troops, and bestowed upon me her kiss that I might heal more rapidly from the rigors of being reincarnated.
I call upon the Akenak to repudiate the actions of their troops and to discipline the commander who was responsible for this unprovoked attack upon a simple Tryker citizen!
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Remembering Tyneetryk
Phaedreas Tears - 15 years old and first(*) of true neutral guilds in Atys.
(*) This statement is contested, but we are certainly the longest lasting.
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