[Jeonsa]

A Mass Culling?

Letters are sent out. Flyers hung around. Words written on them quite clearly of what has gone down in Nasou.

"The experiment with the live Demon's has ended in failure. Though we have gained some research material from it. The test subjects have been lured to sea and culled. Where the remains of their bodies have been burned and ashes dumped into the sea. From here on we shall be ceasing all experiments on live demon's inside of the Kingdom. That is all."

[Daeut]

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In response to the recent alibi for harboring demons on the soil of Mina Solis, the King of Fortune has issued--against the better counsel of his peers--what he calls a "scathing critique." A flock of printed illustrations fly ashore of Nasou and Meranthe, caught adrift by the wind or washed up in sizeable sum.
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"You're full a' shite."
- King

[Jeonsa]

It would seem as if a flyer war has started. For in another response. More flyers are thrown at the different isles of Mina Solis. Being dropped by multiple trained Seagulls cracked out on Fantasia and a lot of different drugs with crudely drawn pictures.

"Oh yeah? Says the one who was well aware we had those test subjects here to begin with. Tryna cover your own tracks now? I know ya hidin a certain little birddie cambion there. That wanted criminal. You all can go to war with Aen without us. We makin our own path now. Suck it." - The King of Fools 

[pleroma]

In the flurry of fliers, only one would appear markedly gobline, directed towards the kingdom of Nasou and its ruler, Roman.

"Is cuma cad a deir tú, is cuma cén alibi a thagann tú suas leis ... is é an fhírinne go bhfaca muid tú ag caint cairdiúil leis na deamhain. Má tá an méid a dúirt tú fíor, ansin tá tú níos measa ná mar a d'fhéadfadh aon duine againn a shamhlú riamh. Chun rud éigin a chuan ar do chladach le hairm oscailte, fiú más créatúr uafásach é, gan ach iad a mharú...

... Is ríocht bruscar é Nasou, áit a bhfuil fiú do chuid is dílis faoi réir báis le do lámh. Sa tsochaí goblin, is é an teaghlach gach rud, agus tá sé beagnach chomh dona, más rud é nach measa, ag feall do dhuine a bhí chomh gar agus a bhí tú do deamhain ná glacadh leo ar an gcéad dul síos.

Ní féidir leat bás tapa go leor, agus ní féidir liom béim a chur air sin go leor."

...or, the translation written beneath, reviewed by those fluent in common.

"No matter what you say, no matter what alibi you come up with... the truth is that we saw you talking friendly with the demons. If what you said is true, then you are worse than any of us could ever imagine. To harbor something on your shores with open arms, even if it's a terrible creature, just to kill them...

...Nasou is a kingdom of trash, where even your most loyal are subject to death by your hand. In goblin society, family is everything, and betraying someone who was as close as you were to demons is almost as bad, if not worse, than accepting them in the first place.

You can't die fast enough, and I can't stress that enough."