MZA Morton Attacks High Council Again
Morton Attacks High Council Again
Once again Enforcer Morton proves just how little Honor he possess by daring to attack the High Council this eve. As if his sound defeat at the 315th session wasn't humiliating enough, for a second time he sent Casca's Secret Police to try and slay the Council and those attending. Their elite ninjitsu failed them as one by one they fell outside the Jerred Ghyss Civic Center in Compassion Grove, their blood turning the grass to slick crimson mire.
A note slipped out of the pack of their leader, a Juka Lord dressed in the armor of Pauper's forces, as he lay gasping his last breath. A strange bird not seen since the first stirrings of Pauper rustled in the trees near the bloodshed as the note was rushed to Chancellor DaKaren. The note contained the battalion's orders from Enforcer Morton...
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So Casca no longer wishes the Council simply arrested, he wants them dead! Men and women who were elected to serve the Britannian People. Ah, the ways of the tyrant...
Why bother with the pretense of Justice when death can silence your enemies so much quicker? Especially when the uncomfortable reality is that they know who and what you really are, and they have that annoying truth thing on their side... What is the scheming power-mad despot to do? Poor Casca... or Pauper... whichever mask his blackened soul wears today...
The High Council will continue to be a thorn in Casca's side until the traitor either relinquishes the throne to the Britannian People, or lies in a spreading pool of his own effluence as his Shadowlord masters abandon him.
In fact, after the battle the Council listened to the gathered citizens and agreed to hold a protest march this Wednesday, July 8th at 8pm under the Central Skies.
From the secretary to the High Chancellor:
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Abandon the drudgery of Luna bank for an evening to walk with the High Council and take a stand for Britannia! The peoples of this kingdom are where it's true power and will lies. Let us remind the beastly Casca that he is but a mere man, an evil despicable man, but a man nonetheless.
To those who would follow Casca, or his lackey Morton, and aid them in their illicit ventures - Know you this: you reap what you sow, and the Abyss cometh for you...
LONG LIVE BRITANNIA!
Lady Martyna Z'muir, Library of Sosaria
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