《The Saga of the Ash Mystic (Morrowind Fan-Fic)》Intermission I, Part V: An Act of War
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Intermission I, Part V: An Act of War
By Eno Dralam, Buoyant Armiger
The Holy City has always had a certain mystique about it. The way it’s structured, the fact that its fate lies suspended in time by Lord Vivec, the people who call it home, there’s so much about it that I can’t help but admire; there is no place in all the world more fitting of being named after Lord Vivec than this place, but it has been defiled. The Sixth House has acted brazenly in the past, even going so far as to deny the Tribunal their right to the Heart, but this, this is an act of aggression that defies understanding. Who are they to strike at the heart of the Holy City? Who are they to strike at the heart of the Warrior-Poet?
Never before has the Sixth House acted on such a large scale, but now, the entirety of the Holy City is at risk. If the Afflicted are not purged from below, then they will surely bubble up tot the Holy City proper and countless will die. Because of what though? Because the Sixth House wishes to preach their heresies? They wish to indulge the Sharmat?
No longer can this be permitted. No longer will I stand idly by as the Archcanon bides his time in a ‘wait-and-see’ approach towards the Sixth House. A thousand people in the City Below moan into the night from the tumors ravaging their bodies and the people in the Holy City go to sleep not knowing if it will be the last night they have before the Corprus-infected people of the City Below rise up and rip them apart like insects. I will not stand for this. My people should not live in fear of their kinsmen or of the Sixth House and if the Archcanon will hold back my cousins in the Order of War, then so be it, but he is not my master and I will not be beholden to him selling out my people out of fear of becoming his predecessor. I will avenge the people of the City Below for no man deserves this fate, regardless of the immoral and wicked life he may have lived.
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Lord Vivec teaches us courage and he tells us to act when it is time, so let me say this to the world: It is time for action!
It is time for us to stand up to the Heretics of the Sixth House!
It is time for us to storm their bases and rip them apart, piece-by-piece and limb-by-limb!
For every man, woman, or child who falls in the coming days to the mace of the ordinators sent below to purge the City Below, I will extract my pound of flesh from these monsters. I will take from them everything they have taken from us. I swear it to you all.
The Sixth House will pay for this.
All of them will.
I swear it.
-Eno Dralam, Avenger of the City Below
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