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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rhialto" data-source="post: 2481299" data-attributes="member: 630">Anguis heads to his quarters.  His original plan was to get some much needed sleep, but the discussion had raised his choler, and made rest impossible.  Finding Julius's letter, he decides to busy himself with writing a reply, and then writing to his cousin, and the Bishop.Julius:[sblock]To Lord Julius Forte,Greetings!  I am pleased to see that  you trust in the Wisdom of Orr, and know that if you do so, the Divine Will shall armor you in all that you do.  But onto the matter at hand.  While I've no doubt you are being pressed to resort to a military solution, especially considered the extremis in which your House has been thrust, I say that this would not be wise, save as a matter of dire necessity.  The Council may want the matter resolved, but it does not want blood flowing in the streets, I think you will agree!  My plan for the matter is this--we call the revolt's leaders to speak terms, discover what wrongs they feel they have suffered, and then arrest them.  Following this, one of them shall be returned to tell the rebels to disarm.  Having done this, should there be justice to their initial claims, we will exercise it, arresting the men who divorced their love from the realm.  It is my hope that such actions, exercising impartial justice on both man and dwarf will win the rebel's respect, if not their love.Also, it seems to me that to rely on the Army troops already stationed there is to be as a tadpole approaching a school of sharks.  If our council comes with no strength of our own, we shall be despised as weaklings, and they may try to work against us.  It is my hope that Bishop Scrope will be able to free a regiment of his household guard to accompany us.  If you can requisition some troops from your family, then I think we approach Tarsur with a majesty that befits the commitee.Your brother in the Hands of Orr,Deacon Anguis Fevre[/sblock]Alessa:[sblock]To my beloved cousin,Firstly, my apologies for my temper in your meetings.  As you know me, you know that ever has my blood run hot, and passion leaped to life in me.  Congratulations on your victory--I hope that you take this as a sign of my love for you, for I am ever your supporter and friend in all that you undertake, a friendship I hope to continue here. Now then, onto less pleasant matters.  It is my hope that your flirtings with the hoi polloi is the pretension I suspect it to be--I do not think your career in House Serpens shall progress well if you entwine your career too closely to the revolutionary rabble that have seized the reins of state for the nonce.  If I am correct, cousin, then hear my voice--if not then read no further.  I think, coz, it is time for the serpent to make peace with the bull and the lion, for if we do not, the common shall eat us all.  We have not the time to waste on our pointless rivalry, based on grudges centuries old.  If peace be made, I can promise you something--the sun shall soon come out of the clouds it is hid behind and shine all the more brightly on your undertakings.  We are eclipsed for the moment, but that is passing--and soon.I must also bring up a matter that has been on my mind.  It seems to me that if our council arrives at Tarsur with no strength but our claims of authority we shall be ignored whenever possible, and worked against when our aims go against what the local army wants.  It is my mind that we should come with a force that answers to us.  I am planing to request a regiment of Bishop Scrope's household guard.  It is my hope that you may be able to call on your family for support in this matter.  Please tell me your thoughts on this, as I would like to hear from you.Your affectionate, and supine servant,Anguis Fevre[/sblock]To Bishop Ganelon Scrope:[sblock]My beloved mentor,Hail!  Had my first meeting with the council--the representive from the Power Below (I cannot call them House) was as objectionable as can be imagined.  More interesting was a rural woodsman of Centaurus, who seems to have been infected by their notions.  The disease spreads. Their blasphemy in denying the plan of Orr that all authority flow from him down to the people still galls at me I'm afraid, and were that the Hierophant other than the addle-headed old man he is, I think our struggles in the past would not be in vain.  But I prate on what is not.  What is, my lord, is the struggle of the dwarven rebels, which you have sent me to take care of.  However sir, as I fear this Council will look a paper tiger to the locals without true strength to back it, I ask humbly of you that you dispatch a regiment of your household guard under my command.  I hope, my lord, that this request is found worthy in your sight.Deacon Fevre[/sblock]</blockquote>

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