[Anti-Argent Propaganda]

A dozen hooded & cloaked men quickly disperse throughout Stormwind, nailing these posters to walls, noticeboards and anywhere else they deem that will be noticed, in full knowledge that most will get quickly torn down they dump a large amount of them inside taverns on sleeping drunks, who will in no doubt wake up in the morning and read them.

People of the Alliance.

I address you all to outline a rising issue that is destroying humanity from the inside, Tirion Fordring and his rabble of pirates occupy what used to be the greatest Kingdom in Azeroth, it is Lordaeron. They sit there, endlessly fighting pockets of mindless Undead while the true threat to Stormwind, and the remaining survivors of Lordaeron slowly strengthens itself within the ruins of the legendary capital. The Forsaken is a great enemy, alas, our greatest enemy are the occupants of our great nation, the Argent Crusade. Standing idle while the Forsaken pillage and further destroy Lordaeron, when Andorhal was cleansed and purged by the forces of the Alliances, the Forsaken launched a counter-attack undoing the work that humanity had begun, and blighting the land. What did the Argent Crusade do? They stood by, waiting, watching.

The weak and the cowardly wait, the weak and the cowardly allow the land of their forefathers to be pillaged. Tirion himself, a founder of the glorious Silver Hand, has declared neutrality while merging the remnants of an Alliance order with a neutral one. I do believe he was exiled for previous actions, so whom is he to sit upon the throne of Lordaeron unofficially and dictate the actions of those truly fighting for it? Tirion Fordring is nothing but a traitor and a power hungry oath breaker whom held previous vows of loyalty to the Alliance and forsake them, in order to keep the new Queen of the Scourge at bay, Sylvanas Windrunner.

Therefore I, the Crimson Baron declare an endless war against the Argent Crusade, until they uphold their vows and bring war unto the Forsaken, the Scarlet Crusade shall not rest until Hearthglen, Stratholme and Tyr's Hand either lie in smoking ruins or the banners of the Scarlet Crusade adorn the walls and towers. I make this declaration to you, the surviving people of Lordaeron, that perhaps the new King that you have sworn vassalage to has forgotten our Kingdom, I, the Crimson Baron have not. Join the Crusade, join the righteous struggle for justice, and let the crimson flame consume those who would stand against the final bastion of Lordaeron.

Glory to Lordaeron, for when one man stands, the entire nation of Lordaeron fights with him in spirit.

The Crimson Baron

(( <3 ))

*Beladon passes one of the posters, he stops and reads it over carefully. He grunts, clearly conflicted by the words he read. He shakes his head and rips the poster down. Standing with the crumpled poster he looks around suspiciously before quietly muttering *

"Scarlets"

((Quick random OOC question, I was going to make its own post but here seems like a good spot--is anyone RPing Argents (of any flavor) currently?))

*Heart takes a few steps towards a wall where a poster was hanging, she looks to her right, and slowly takes the poster in her hands, after a few moments of reading, she sighs under her mask. Her right hand falls on the hilt of her sword and she peers towards the canals. Bare moments pass and she notices the blue armored uniforms of the guards coming her way. She hides the poster beneath her robes and slowly straightening starts walking away.*

"Scarlets..... "

*She smiles under her mask as she passes by the guards and continues walking towards the Cathedral for her Daily prayer, with one hand holding the silver cross of Anethion concealed beneath her glove.*

*blinks as she wanders past one of the posters.. she peers at it then reads it slowly, she sight and takes it off the wall to show her tutor it in confusion*