06-29-2023, 07:11 PM
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Amidst the chaos of ongoing war, the determined and passionate image of the Khan can be seen - an address made not to her people, but to the world.
An ire yet unforeseen, but necessary.
"We have given you warning. Ample time to leave, lest your city be burnt to the ground for the crime of building upon sacred land without reaching out to the spirits of the Dunes. You claim yourselves high and mighty, that you and yours are what matter beyond else.
Not once have I made mention of killing you and yours, simply chasing you off to build elsewhere. And yet, what is this I hear?
You not only want to kill all of us off...
You want to kill our God. Tzernobog.
Are you aware of the crimes you are committing now, or do you consider yourself above that as well? To kill an entire people, their faith, their culture off because you cannot be assed to fucking think for once beyond your paltry existence? To consider moving your settlement elsewhere, when you have built below us whilst KNOWING we have lived there for years now?
You spit upon our ways. You spit upon our ideals.
Are you even aware that one of yours lives within the Gutter with a demon?"
One could almost imagine the flames spewing forth from the qilins' mouth, before new words are addressed now to her people - the Golden Horde as they all gaze upon their leader, arms at the ready; prepared for battle to the death, as it seems is necessary now.
"These are the people the world is backing. Instead of attacking that which harms the spirits greatly, they want to annihilate us completely. Not just us. Our beloved Dunedrake. But we will show them, won't we, my kin?
Let those godforsaken bastards sing.
They will be like moths to the flame, and they will burn for their sins."
No longer were more words necessary.
The truth has now been made known to the world of what New Dexia sought to do.
And now, the Horde will continue preparing to do what they must.
Not only to protect themselves,
but their god.
You spit upon our ways. You spit upon our ideals.
Are you even aware that one of yours lives within the Gutter with a demon?"
One could almost imagine the flames spewing forth from the qilins' mouth, before new words are addressed now to her people - the Golden Horde as they all gaze upon their leader, arms at the ready; prepared for battle to the death, as it seems is necessary now.
"These are the people the world is backing. Instead of attacking that which harms the spirits greatly, they want to annihilate us completely. Not just us. Our beloved Dunedrake. But we will show them, won't we, my kin?
Let those godforsaken bastards sing.
They will be like moths to the flame, and they will burn for their sins."
No longer were more words necessary.
The truth has now been made known to the world of what New Dexia sought to do.
And now, the Horde will continue preparing to do what they must.
Not only to protect themselves,
but their god.