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Latest revision as of 11:37, 22 April 2021
Who is REALLY Running Therengia?
A glorious bit of factual truth hand-delivered by totally-not-Sir-Khearkrash
Greetings Elanthians.
I have something for YOU to think about.
Who is this Baron of Therengia? Have you seen him lately? What does he look like? Are you sure?
What if I told you “the Baron” as he is generally titled is nothing more than the Paladin Cabal Council shadow-operating our vast neighbors on the north of the mainland.
Now, some of you may be saying “Cambrinth Hatter, he talked to me through his right hand man’s right hand man’s best friend that ate lunch with him once” and all I have to say to that is “No, that Locate wasn’t for you, also it was totally the council that did it.”
Let me pose you a question or 4: Have you ever Seen the Baron and the Lich of the basalt in the same place? What about the Baron and Annael? The baron and the prince? The Baron and the other Baron? What if one or all of them are secretly just fronts to cover up the true puppet masters of Kermoria:
The Paladin Cabal Council!
Think about THAT!
Annael Sighting? Pt. 2
Im Sorry to bug our readers with this this but I cannot finish the article on Annael Sightings. Something has come to the attention of this journalist.
Slow music starts
Recent fires have caused much damage to the city of Ratha, and no house has been hit harder than house Pantel.
In the aaaarms of an alfar
For just coppers a day you too, can help resupply the great houses with food.
Far away from here.
Maybe some will even trickle down to the first tier.
From this dark, cooold tavern room
Think about how sad it makes the houses, being exposed to things like poor people on their way to the docks to buy grain from someone else
Like the void of Urrem’tier
You escaped from the wreckage,
of exploding Braandy
In the arms of an alfar
may you fii-e-i-e-ind
Some comfort here.
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