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Post by DM Grizwald on Jun 16, 2024 21:20:28 GMT -5
"This message comes from near the ruins of Araulurrin. Apparently, some humans, elves, gnomes and more specifically, Oghrann Dwarves were spotten travelling near where we have been keeping the imprisoned Eilistrean slaves. They were many and dispatched what troops we had at the time," a messenger explains to another drow in their native tongue. The other, more elderly drow turns towards a desk behind him, pulls out a quill and begins penning a message on some parchment. "You are to deliver this message," he explains as he scribes, "to the new Battlemaster of the area. I am sure he is keen to succeed where his predecessor has failed. Oh and do not mention the other races. Focus on the dwarven filth." The elder drow grins towards the cloaked messenger and rolls up the scroll, handing it over once sealing it with a bit of wax. "Go, do not dally." |
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Post by DM Grizwald on Jun 19, 2024 9:16:17 GMT -5
A militaristic drow receives two missives over the past few days in his office. He glances over his maps then shifts his gaze back towards the two reports. In his native tongue he mumbles to himself, "Purple Dragons, Elves and Sunites using Oghrann halls to flee and another instance of Oghrann dwarves using our portals to scout the deeper passages. All patrols lead to Araulurrin. Well well well..." he stops short to look over some of his maps once more. *he motions for one of his messengers to approach* "Inform our Conclave I will need to increase patrols and engage with our stronger enslaved troops. They should keep from sending out their relic hunters for a time as it seems the surface dwellers are not slowing up. We cannot afford to lose anymore trade with the West or East. Inform my captains that should they find anymore surface dwelling troops that are not affiliated with us to not leave any survivors. Especially around those blasted dwarven ruins." *the messenger turns without delay to pass the word on* |
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