OOC: expect a write up sometime tomorrow. This post is just some rp to tide you all over.
D3 was nervous. Of all times for him to become overseer, it had to be now. Though perhaps some good could from this. He finally arrived in the Old DoomForests dining hall. Inside was the majority of the fort's population. A quick scan of the faces in the crowd told him that they were afraid. He stood atop one of the tables and motioned for silence. After a few moments the crowd stop murmuring and looked to their new overseer.
"People of DoomForests, I know you're worried about the recent temporal anomaly. I understand your fears. However, I must remind you that this is not the first time we have come under threat from mystical forces from outside of our home. And this is not the first that we will triumph over them! I have reason to believe the Dark Ones behind this are the same ones that were behind that necro cult we had years back, and we know how that ended. It selfdestructed from in fighting. If these evil gods can't keep a dozen or so of their minions from turning on each other, what hope have they of actually destroying us?". D3 paused for a moment while the crowd applauded. "With the many strong defenders we have, such as the Order of the Ale, Armok's most Holy Inquisition, amongst others, we can weather any storm our foes throw at us. I shall be working with these groups as much as possible to defeat these petty assholes. I will be sending out orders shortly. Stay strong my friends!". With that D3 gets off the table and headed back to his office. 'Now let's hope I can make good on those promises......'
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Topic: The End of Doomforests: The Final Turn that Never came (Read 90960 times)