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The Imperial Times ~ Six Nooks Affair

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Saturday, 26 July, 307 A.C ~ Special Issue
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The Regalian Empire is the pinnacle of civilization, an Empire founded on Piety, Strength, and Justice, yet these qualities were strangely absent on the night of 26 July, 307.

Before the play begins, metaphorically, the scene must be set: On the fifth of July there occurred a brazen attack on the noble House Howlester's Estate, holding many nobility as they gathered for a celebration. The perpetrators were deemed the newly arisen Manathar, with extensive use of demonic void magic.

That very evening, a declaration was published by the Lord Commander of the Violet Order, William Howlester. It stated, quote, "In response to this brazen terror attack, these so called 'Manathar' will be rounded up summarily, declared 'Persona Non Grata' and subjected to the Emperor's Justice" Despite this grand declaration of Persona Non Grata, there occurred an apparent volte face later this month: the Violet Order allowed and indeed employed Manathar guards. These Manathar were granted a charter equal in rights to the Greywitches with exception to Sewer access and were seen with plate armor on the scene of the Affair.

There was no declaration of rescinding the status of Persona Non Grata, indeed legally it may be argued Manathar remain such. Thus the first question must be asked why Manathar guards were allowed into the ranks. Finally we come to last night: a hostage crisis in the Nestled Nook establishment.

The aggressors were five Ailor males and one Ailor female who stated that they were attempting to feed their families. Taking approximately twenty hostages within the establishment, they demanded money and were reported taking care not to harm their captives unless provoked. One witness who declined to be named stated, "They said they weren't going to hurt anyone if we did what they said." This claim- specifically, that the robbers were not going to harm anyone inside- was backed up by Maria Valnet, owner of the Nestled Nook.

Unfortunately, provocation did transpire, and one of the captives is responsible. Known to be Gwelurin Venphyra, manager of the Nestled Nook and a Manathar, he began to chant and cry out for the patrons to fight back. Venphyra then attempted to fight one of the robbers, and was shot with a bow by another in response. It was then that the Gilded Templars- the Manathar composed Violet Chapter- and their Commander entered the Nook and were uncompromising in their unwillingness to negotiate with the captors. The aggressors here attempted to escape, dropping their hostages, and were cut down by the guard in order to face justice. However, this justice was served instantly, with the Violets becoming judge and jury: there was no trial held for these men.

It is here that the second question must be asked: who gave these Manathar guards the right to execute Ailor citizens; citizens that are entitled to a trial and a public hearing of their crimes? Where they ought to be presided over by an incorrupt judge learned in the law of this Empire.

It is what is next that outrages the conscious of all decent men: the savaging of Ailor citizens, who did not commit any Capital Offence, by guards of a supposedly outlawed class. Beatings are reported to have ensued and the majority of these petty thieves were confirmed to have died before their bodies ascended to the chopping block as determined by the Apothecary General Jocelyn von Duerr. The sword was swung by one Vaeri, a Manathar known to be the former head of the Revenant gang of Old Town, a being that imposed terror and fear upon the same. One must pause to read again the former sentence: the petty thieves who stole to feed their families- beaten and savaged to death- were already deceased before their bodies were desecrated by a known thug as members of the Violet Order looked on in approval while the majority of the crowd appeared disgusted and looked away from the scene.

After their deaths and desecration by beheading, a Gilded Templar then strung up their bodies without proper respect, granted they were petty criminals. It is chilling that these Gilded Templars are given their own guard charter and allowed to administer justice with no trial. The crimes committed, when tallied, are as follows:

  • Possession of illegal weaponry.

  • Harm against the patronage of the Nestled Nook, in the case of Gwelurin Venphyra.

  • Mugging/Robbery
None of these transgressions were in violation of Capital Law and therefore not worthy of immediate execution.

Commander Rodrigo Peirgarten stated amidst the executions that, "If there is any among you who believe this punishment to be an injustice, I implore you to think again. These men were responsible for the attempted murder of over five innocent citizens. Merciful as the Spirit may be, a precedent must be set in order to raise god fearing men."

Thusly the third question: How can one state that murder was attempted if the victims themselves testify that there was no attempt? What precedent is it to allow Ailor citizens with rights to be savaged and executed by lesser races at will?

One member of the crowd was heard exclaiming that no murder was attempted save for the carelessness of the guards charging in. If this be true, then the guards may be argued to have been negligent of their duty to protect the citizens of this Empire. The Imperial Times staunchly denies any charge of treason or intent to destabilize the Empire. It is simply pointing out questions that must be asked about the nature of the arrests, brutality, executions, and ultimate desecration of petty thieves.

Of the six thieves, three were cut down at the scene, two died en route to execution due to the savagery of the guard beatings, and one was executed alive along with two already deceased corpses. The confirmed deaths are:

  • Harry Hamish, the lone decapitar who was alive at the moment of execution;

  • Lucy Hamish, wife of Harry and decapitated postmortem;

  • Korg, a Velheimer also decapitated postmortem.

  • The three others are unknown at this time.
Gwelurin Venphrya was heard cackling after the first head rolled, shouting "Slice him like a loaf of bread!"

In review of these known facts, The Imperial Times is hereby officially protesting the treatment of the Six Nooks and calls for the perpetrators to resign from the guard on account of abuse of position, gross negligence for the safety of citizens, and the violation Ailor rights. Legal action may follow if such resignations are not forthcoming. It is hard to believe that any would think that a 'former' Kathar could change. Once a Kathar, Always a Kathar.
 
Haeddi Harhold gave a sniff at the paper, shaking her head soon after with a horrible scowl across her face. The Anglian turned herself towards the other with her, Marceau Delmotte, and flung the paper haphazardly, though harmlessly, besides him as she exclaimed, "Monsters murdered poor innocents! They had done no harm, if only someone actually spared some kindness to them. What about their families?" She shook her head, smoothing a strand of hair that had come loose from behind her ear in her frustration, "What has the guard come to. Manathar."
@Arhbi
 
Reina and Elm responded in kind a two word denunciation of a seemingly deplorable race "Manathar Scum".
 
Eleonora du Kirsch read over the newly paid and purchased paper, settling onto one of the various city benches as they showed the writing to their friend, Lathai, whilst the two regaled themselves over the happenings of the past eve, they offered but a few remarks on the situation before continuing on their way. "By the Spirit, can't they behave, I'll give them a taste of my shoe." Despite the words shared, the two soon deciding to subscribe.
@notjayp
 

"We should wait for the Lord Commander's response before commenting further on the matter. He's an intelligent man, and I'm sure there's an ample explanation for his actions. We shouldn't criticize his decision, especially when he is the most educated on the matter," responded Marceau Delmotte.

@AtticCat
 
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Stapled onto the Regalian notice board of the Golden Willow Tavern was once more, a transmittal response, this time a copy of the newsletter hammered beside it. Alongside an additional copy of the recent Treason Statute released by the Lord Chancellor.

I. Definitions of Treason
i. To conspire against the Empire, its administration, secretaries, the Imperial Family or the Emperor himself, is treason. Conspiring is seen as:
a. Working with Foreign Powers to bring harm or instability in any fashion
b. Illicitly plotting to bring harm or instability through domestic mediums that are not legal methods of challenging offices, declaring war upon a noble, or vocalizing criticism
ii. To assault or murder a member of the Imperial administration, a secretary, a member of the Imperial Family or the Emperor himself, is treason.

The transmittal response is as follows:

This could be considered a direct breach of statute article I. ii. b of the Lord Chancellors Amendment I to the statutes of treason. The executives of this cities law are pressed to take action and review what could be a breach of statute from the Lord Chancellor, which may take priority over common law.

The only clue as to who wrote the transmittal was the ink of the writing, which upon inspection would originate from a qadir pen sold at the Bazaar. And presumably anyone who walks around with nails, given their rarity in the city of Regalia.
 
"The violets are now stained with murder, they should've been locked in a jail cell - not killed. This only painted them a bad name and that we must fear for our lives." Rosana looked towards the midnight sky. "Regalia will fall upon itself until the Violets are stopped and disbanded. They are painting a bad name for there selves.. I do believe Skye - that the surface is no longer safe for us.. and into the depths we must return.." With that being said the Isldar would allow her Owl companion to settle itself upon her shoulder as she walked into the depths of the Sewers.. the last thing a person might see is a pair of blue eyes, and the sound of faint hoots echoing on the walls...
 
Llozzi'sil Al-Yaotl, a subscriber to the magazine, received this special issue and had finished it within five minutes. Her slitted yellow eyes narrowed, and she then spoke to her hatchlings.

"<Z> If you ever hear of Manathar being nearby, run away. They have done horrible things. Do not approach those with purple or red skin. Come home immediately."

@Ceilidhe @yuomr/jason @Aurelian30k @BlueEyesRaptor

To her mate, Camzzar, she later expressed her opinion.

"<Z> Do your best to rid those who are not a part of the Guilded Templars," she said, uncharacteristically coldly. "Carefully. They are extremely dangerous. And the Violets should not have made the decision to keep them nor execute those in the situation."

@coolcameron717
 
Aq'uello read over the paper, his eyes glazing over the last section a few more times before setting it down and looking up at Gwel.

"Shouldn't be surprised they call you the monster for doing your job. Think they'd be so sympathetic for these 'tragic heroes' if they had been, say, Kathar?"

@HereticTakao
 
Aldwyn Howlester took a look at the piece of paper set in his hands by a servant, reading over its content comfortably in his office desk. He set down the piece of paper and served himself a glass of bourbon. The young wolf picked up the parchment of paper, taking a sip from his glass, savoring the taste before setting it down. Proceeding to make his way over to the fireplace, dipping the paper into the flames where it was consumed. With a sigh of relief, he made his way back over to his chair to enjoy the rest of his glass and his evening for that matter.

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The law states that vocalizing criticism is not treason and is a legal method. Learn to read.

Yours,
Milena du Brierüst.

Frowned as a short letter was placed upon his transmittal, scratching his head at the response trying to figure where the mention of criticism was in their transmittal.
 
Lord Rodrigo Peirgarten, the Count of Valentino, Grand Duchess Consort of Lorhauser, Commander of the Ironspire Regiment, Grand Magistrate of the Violet Order and Lord of the Inquiry, Crown Protector of Regalia and the Knight of Faithful Heart, lounges in the lavishly decorated balcony of his rich and tremendously wealthy family estate, sipping from his finely acquired Delmotte wine from a golden goblet adorned with an emerald Ithanian jewelry at it's center while picking up purple grapefruits from a silver tray as multiple servants bring him the freshly cooked chicken breast with salt and pepper seasonings soaked in homemade sauce with the company of a sponge cake with lemony meringue frosting as a desert. After a servant hands him the recent special issue of some local newspaper, he remarks idly. "They finally introduced a comedy section."
 
Guy Delmotte heard about it second hand via his cousin, Louis. Ultimately he didn't care as it was, in his words 'peasant business lmao'.
 
"Once a Kathar, always a Kathar...that one giving orders did look like a normal Silven Saivale..odd.." said a certain El-Maraya Brood that witnessed the events.
 
Stapled onto the Regalian notice board of the Golden Willow Tavern was once more, a transmittal response, this time a copy of the newsletter hammered beside it. Alongside an additional copy of the recent Treason Statute released by the Lord Chancellor.



The transmittal response is as follows:

This could be considered a direct breach of statute article I. ii. b of the Lord Chancellors Amendment I to the statutes of treason. The executives of this cities law are pressed to take action and review what could be a breach of statute from the Lord Chancellor, which may take priority over common law.

The only clue as to who wrote the transmittal was the ink of the writing, which upon inspection would originate from a qadir pen sold at the Bazaar. And presumably anyone who walks around with nails, given their rarity in the city of Regalia.
Elm Underbridge noted internally that there was no I.ii.b of treason amendments #1
 
Llozzi'sil Al-Yaotl, a subscriber to the magazine, received this special issue and had finished it within five minutes. Her slitted yellow eyes narrowed, and she then spoke to her hatchlings.

"<Z> If you ever hear of Manathar being nearby, run away. They have done horrible things. Do not approach those with purple or red skin. Come home immediately."

@Ceilidhe @yuomr/jason @Aurelian30k @BlueEyesRaptor

To her mate, Camzzar, she later expressed her opinion.

"<Z> Do your best to rid those who are not a part of the Guilded Templars," she said, uncharacteristically coldly. "Carefully. They are extremely dangerous. And the Violets should not have made the decision to keep them nor execute those in the situation."

@coolcameron717

Rhuakko would have a rather confused expression, he'd been very busy with his studies and was rather confused by his mother's statement. Simply shrugging it off, and returning to the safety of his books.
 
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Fen'nan threw the paper with a snarl, "Maria didn't bloody say that pish—Agh! Friggin reporters."
 
"The Newspaper industry is starting to grow on me... The Regalian Herald. No, no.. The Anglian Journal? Intriguing.." The Duke mutters to himself, delving deeper into the matter.
 
"The Narlasian Nuggets of Novelty," mused Chris, as though in perfect harmony with Hengest's idea, even though he was miles away. No. "The Narlas News!"
 
A certain yellow Cro took the paper gingerly, she sneered and frowned at that newspaper as she sat in hiding. Her legs were almost done growing, that was the best part about this whole experience. "Gonna chop my legs off for that too? Dumb fucks."