An Emperor’s Plea

Citizens of the Empire,

These are dark days; the transition from kingdom to empire has not been an easy one. Age, experience and, I dare say, wisdom have taught me many things since we first started this just venture. Mistakes have been made along the way and if I could do things over, I would do them differently. Firstly, I should have killed Leopold the moment I laid eyes on him during the first summit of peace. I was a fool to believe peace was attainable through diplomacy and parley; I put too much faith in the intelligence of Tiefanue. Many have said that as a leader I am faultless, but this is not true. If I posses a fault it is my love for my children above all things. My sons and daughters are the stars in my night sky and I would do anything in my power to keep them safe and see them happy. Leopold knows this and has exploited this father’s love for his own political, and military gain. He tore my daughter from me, kidnapping and subverting her against her own father, only to cruelly abandon my child AND GRANDCHILD, on a Brood infested continent, leaving her broken and devoid of allies. Were it not for the bravery and dedication of a few Empire citizens, she would be dead and his plans complete. What greater crime can there be than to pervert an innocent daughter’s love for her father and use it as a tool in his treasonous ambition?

I urge you, faithful citizens of my Empire: the words of the princess are not her own. She has been brainwashed by our enemies, and worse still her own child, my blood, has been ripped from her womb. Imagine if you will what that must be like; it is a condition no mortal should have to suffer. It is no wonder she speaks with a devil’s tongue against her own flesh and blood, against her family. She has been taken with the mania and thus her words should be given no credence.

Yes, Ga’more is a problem; one the Empire will deal with swiftly and without mercy. Louisa claims that the Firstborn Shiloth, in the guise of my own loving wife, will divide us. This is is simply not true. She is mad and her mind broken. As proof, we accept this temporary peace with the Church of Light disguised as the Whiteraven Alliance, and with our age old enemies the Sons of Sprawn. Let them fight on the front lines to slow the horde of Brood so that Empire casualties may be minimized. It makes no difference to the us. The Gods and Dragons will judge them for their crimes against us and we will remain after all are dead.

Finally, my offer to any loyal citizen of the Empire still stands: bring my daughter home, alive and unharmed, and I will see you granted your heart’s desire. Title, nobility, whatever is in my kingdom to offer. It shall be yours.

Lousia,

My daughter. Your words are treason yet my love for you is so great that I cannot bring myself to judge those crimes. You have been misled by those you mistakenly trusted and I beg you, as your father and your emperor, give up this fool’s errand. You are loved and missed by your family. Your stepmother is distraught, not due to your hateful words to her, but instead out of worry and love for her daughter. I know she can never replace your mother, but she loves you and cares for you deeply. We just want you to come home. You have my word, all will be forgiven. I will make those who hurt you pay for their crimes a thousand times over, or I will forgive them as well should you but ask. Just please, my daughter, my evening star, come back to your family.

His Imperial Majesty,
Emperor Louis Berphaunt

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Underworld LARP Jericho Presents: Fifty Shades of Grey Elves

“Warn the Grey Council, the enemy is within…”

These are the last words of Anariel the Grey Elf, a dire warning to those present and her Thalan kin as she drew her final breath. A warning about the Black Channel organization and the mysterious slumbering “Father” they serve. Lord Jjik’da Shalonost, accompanying the citizens of Jericho when these words were uttered, took this message back to his elvish kingdom of Suvant. Lighting the beacons to summon the elusive Grey elves, he waits now along with Jericho. Those words have weighed heavily on the minds of most in Jericho and Suvant alike. Have the Black Channel somehow infiltrated the Grey Elves? Is the Father’s return inevitable? Whispered rumours from the far away lands of Ralinwood of another sleeping monster named “Mother” – are they related? The ancient Grey Thalan appear shaken by what they know and what may come next. Despite all that has been accomplished in the conflict with the Black Channel, despite the victories against them, the blood spilt and the losses inflicted upon them, their goals march onward and continue to progress. As All Hallows looms on the horizon, as the shadows grow long and the daylight weakens, the Black Channel’s Coven of Wytches appear to be more active, working behind the scenes toward an unknown purpose.

While Jericho awaits word from the Grey Elves, life for the peasantry continues to improve. The farmers are completing their harvest and are grateful for many recent changes, so much so that they are hosting a celebration with Jericho adventurers to welcome the autumn.The Berphauntian military continue to work with the chivalrous Blood Red Rose to keep the farms and region safe, however the military appears to be stretched thin as instances of demonic activity increase. They assure citizens that they are well prepared for any foe that would challenge the Empire, but there has been no foe like the Black Channel.

Behind all this, slipping from memory during the crisis and conflict that inhabits the minds of adventurers and citizens alike, the Firstborn dragon Ixiad strains against the barrier trapping her in the Far Realm, eager to return home to Jericho once again.

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Underworld LARP Jericho Presents: Worth His Wait

“Citizens of Jericho,

My name is General Morant, I am the Commander of the Berphauntian military encampment outside of town and I have met a number of you personally. Today I bring news from the Empire, sanctioned by your Admiral.

Effective immediately the town of Jericho has been placed under martial law. I will explain why and what exactly that entails. This does not affect your Admiral or the Magistrate’s office.

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Prelog for Warcry!

Warcry is next weekend, and prelog is open and closes next week, Tuesday August 1. This post describes how to get yourself registered for Warcry, which includes information such as:

  • the total cost and how to pay (NOT through the database, but through a separate system Guildhouse Kalidor operates)
  • a waiver in the event of something Very Serious happening
  • in-game things you need to inform Logistics about

    For the official event announcement and story behind the event, click here