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After a busy day of diplomacy and discussion, Vahkos Nosral, High Priest and Royal Advisor of Northerot is convsering with Malinne, a mercenary, Val de Gausse and some others. He is also accompanied by Arkadia Misella, Queen of the North. The gates were left open, due to the belief by both the quee...

Dear wishful thinkers,

I nor Arkadia give a damn about your baseless assumptions or dissatisfaction. The kingdom is in new hands now, with or without your consent.

From this time forward, our power is the only power.

Signed,
~Vahkos Nosral~
-Royal Advisor of Northerot-

We find nothing significant about empty death threats that have been vocalized so many times toward Northerot.

But know this; the hunters can become the hunted.

Signed,
~Vahkos Nosral~
-Royal Advisor of Northerot-

Vahkos, after many hours of searching outside, cannot help but hit his head in a droll gesture of discovery. He grins heavily, and finally explores a hoven near the seas. "Simpleminded orcs, what would I do without you?" From inside, he pulls out the head of the slain Arkadia Misella, not...

What amuses me is that you were childish in your actions, when you could've easily gotten away with it. Who kicks an armor clad man? Might I suggest next time, you swing a very large sword across their necks?

-The note is left unsigned

Vahkos awakens after the interesting encounter with the weaver of dreams. After briefly glancing at his surroundings to make sure he is where he slept, he thinks to himself... "Although I have no interest in promoting the ways of peace, I believe this can serve as retribution to the Bone Lord ...

As you sleep, a foreign dream invades your peaceful slumber. A light, brighter than any ever seen by your eyes is before you. It speaks calmly to you in a mellow voice. "Collect the blood Fortinbris............ensure my return.....the time draws near.....save my restless spirit." The ligh...

Above the doorway of the general store of Trollsbane is a bloody dagger, impaling a rotting hand, long separated from its former owner ((28***)). Also held up by the dagger is a note behind the hand, reading under it: My dear, ignorant populace, Let this be a fair warning to those who continue to o...

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Vahkos, still bloodied and beaten from the battle, witnesses the death of Arkadia angrily. She was the only person he had ever come so close to understanding, unlike the rest of the filth he encounters on a daily basis. It was too difficult for him to believe that somebody who seemed so powerful co...

Vahkos witnesses the news of the battles, and goes to the battle site to find dark, brownish red blood stains littering the earth. He smiles happily, and mumbles under his breath.

"War is infinite. Keep cutting."

FooserJohnny,

I still have a mace ready to rest in your skull. Do you think I have forgotten my promise?

~Vahkos Nosral~

well nilo, i AM part of the silverbrand, so i am technicaly at war. Which also means it sets example for the Silverbrand, not the Farmers union as i said, that slut will die for her stupidity A rusty dagger is sticking on the wall, holding up this poor looking message as it blows in the breeze. The...

With a blank but aware expression lying on his face, Vahkos walks using silent and well paced steps toward the shop of Trollsbane. In his right hand, he carries a bag. He looks in it, and most assuringly, many shards of glass are scattered about. He grins, and spots a dwarf. "Galim? The master...

I have not stood away from Trollsbane, this is true. But, I often travel and even spend nights at Northerot. Even before your rebellion, Darlok allowed me to enter the lands, regardless of citizenship or lack thereof. That is why when I enter just about anywhere, I can do so with a clear heart. ~Vah...

Ogres roamed those lands first. It was nothing but ruins, a desolated hole out in the wilderness. Darlok made it livable, and cultivated the land. Unlike the Movement, he didn't seize a civilization and steal the throne from anybody. He decided to work his own society, and build it from nothing. The...

Indeed, we were former allies. I must say, you have changed quite a bit. I knew you were a follower of Nargun, but I was unaware of your granted powers by him. Or her. Or it. I'm not really sure. I assist Darlok, because I desire balance in this world. From the looks of it, the playing field is far ...

((I couldn't help myself, but isn't it kind of odd that all except one Movement member yesterday is slain by Darlok again in one day, including Grant, and they return moments later to act as if they still own the place...?)) As mentioned before, Callahorn is a fantasy. A dream. Quit dreaming, or the...

But young Vally, it's about fairness! After all, Grant, on more than one occassion, has been defeated by Darlok and Zerbus. That day, in Trollsbane, should've been the day the Movement was disbanded. And, Grant kept returning foolishly, then defeated, again, and again... And the fact that they're tr...

Dear Vally, Grant was indeed defeated. There never was a Callahorn, and never will be a Callahorn. Anybody who decides to live in a nation governed by a follower of Nargun can't be too intelligent. I sadly admit, yes, I was defeated by the hands of Movement members after I was backstabbed while tryi...

A hastily scribbled message lies here, lacking of description, but certainly not lacking in the essence of an unwelcoming, fearful notion.

Pray. Shudder.

The message has no signature, but is easy to recognize.

Albernon, I'm not talking of the past. I'm refering to the future. There were many instances where organizations and guilds deemed as "just" have seized power or control, sometimes both. I have no doubt in my heart that runes, if obtained by the "Grey" again, will be controlled e...

Presumptous old man, I don't side with the thieves, I thank them only with half a heart. However, the Order of the Grey Light, I fear, is attempting to limit the use of the runes by their own standards. Were I to side with the Order, only a selected few (those only the Order choose) would be able to...

Dear Inner Circle, I must thank you for your efforts to save the runes from the hands of the leeches of Trollsbane. However, I do not appreciate the act of "breaking" the power of these runes to affect even the most talented, the most deserving magi. Even then, you do realize what will hap...

My history is clouded. I loved to keep everybody on their toes with stories.

But she isn't me. She is she. She is gray.

~Vahkos~

I am free. I have paid off the debt she granted me.

~Vahkos Nosral~