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[Bailos]

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Across the landscape of the peaceful village of Felucca Minoc, virtually every building and dozens of trees have nailed to their doors several different types of flyers.

Three on the bank door, another on the smithy's, two more on the tanner's hut and many many more....All of them promising more food, better food....more water....more profit....all of it courtesy of Azeroth. All kinds of propoganda, all stamped by Azeroth.

Standing on the cliffs by the mines, Bailos and a couple companions, clad in the standard royal purple robes of Azeroth, survey their work.

Clenching his hands together in self satisfaction, Bailos thought to himself, "Excellent! Regardless of my blunder, Vaen is none the wiser. These citizens don't know us, and Vaen doesn't know we're coming...yet."

Turning slowly to his squad of troops, he muttered the words to create a magical opening to the Castle of Azeroth. Stepping in to the blue mass, Bailos looked over his should just long enough to see the first citizen up that morning strole out to see the flyers......

The plan had been set in motion

[Cal Hurst]

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Vaen walked in to the town if Minoc, glancing around. The citizens seemed to pay no attention to him, but they were rather interested in the flyers posted about the town. Vaen walked up to one and started to read it.

"More... food... more water..." Vaen thought to himself. The citizens seemed to be excited about the whole ordeal.

"Excuse me, can I have your attention?" Vaen shouted aloud, getting everyones attention. "Thank you. Now, I wish to inform you that Azeroth has done nothing but lie in its existance!"

The citizens shouted back at Vaen in disbelief.

"I'm being serious! You will not be protected by them. They will take your wives, your children, as soon as you put your trust in them!"

The crowd all shouted back again at Vaen in disbelief and broke off and everyone went their own ways. Small talk could be heard about how great it would be for them to have more food and more water.

Vaen sighed. He knew he could not supply the town with more food, since he did not command an empire that was abundant in such. But he also knew that Azeroth's intentions were not to aid the townspeople. Vaen then thought back to the paper he found the other day that Bailos dropped. He recalled to his house to do further thinking on the matter.
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[Azrael of Azeroth]

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Viewing from an orb he stole from his former dead master, Azael watched as his successor Bailos corrupted the minds of the few filthy peasants of Minoc. Azrael grinned from cheek to cheek watching Vaen's pathetic attempt to save the people. Sitting at his desk, a knock at his door appeared. Opening the door with his bow ready and armed, He released his tension to see another follower of Azeroth, Valkor. "What are you doing here?" Snapped Azrael. Valkor , staring at the tip of the armed arrow, replied, "To watch the show". Now both staring into the orb grinning the same evil grin, more Havoc fell down upon the own of Minoc


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Azrael
1st Fanatic of the Army of Azeroth
1rst Zealot of the Army of Azeroth
Bodyguard of Lord Balbanes