Carkhs
23-12-2004, 12:37
Decree of Temporary Council; Day 457 Year 10322
Civil wars within the borders of Carkhs are deemed illegal for the following circumstances:
Safety of our Citizens
Safety of our Nation
Lack of Militaristic Support
We, the temporary council of the previously Nomadic Peoples of Carkhs, now under the name of, Temporary Council of the Rogue Nation of Carkhs, do hereby declare the previous, and state openly in public, that if any civil fighting is seen, all participants will be fined a very large sum of money.
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"Damn!" cursed Stras. "Now we can't openly fulfill the blood feud! We will have to do it in secret..."
"Now Lord General, you can't go on lieing to the Council forever. You are the leader of the Military of Carkhs, you can't just stay like this so you can kill your childhood rival. It is something to be left in the pas..."
"BE QUIET Laforic! I will speak to you when I want you to speak back! Now out of my sight before I shoot you." The Lord General sat down, and lit up his cigar. He took a drag off of it, and starting formulating a plan.
Civil wars within the borders of Carkhs are deemed illegal for the following circumstances:
Safety of our Citizens
Safety of our Nation
Lack of Militaristic Support
We, the temporary council of the previously Nomadic Peoples of Carkhs, now under the name of, Temporary Council of the Rogue Nation of Carkhs, do hereby declare the previous, and state openly in public, that if any civil fighting is seen, all participants will be fined a very large sum of money.
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"Damn!" cursed Stras. "Now we can't openly fulfill the blood feud! We will have to do it in secret..."
"Now Lord General, you can't go on lieing to the Council forever. You are the leader of the Military of Carkhs, you can't just stay like this so you can kill your childhood rival. It is something to be left in the pas..."
"BE QUIET Laforic! I will speak to you when I want you to speak back! Now out of my sight before I shoot you." The Lord General sat down, and lit up his cigar. He took a drag off of it, and starting formulating a plan.