To The King Of Oren

[Rassidic 470]

A bird flies down onto the royal keep in The Fringe , dropping it off once it notices the King. It then flutters away , off towards the orcish desert.

 

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You can not , and will not win this war. King of Oren , look around your kingdom. All you have now are knights and warriors. Where is your government and farmers , peasants and teachers? They have abandoned you. If you wish to save this noble empire , you must step down and allow the leaders of Urugan and The Rexdom to pick a new blood-line to lead the humans. If not , your empire will fall.

 

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(( From where I am , this is the only option. Put it this way ; new players join humans , sees that there is a giant war going on , either joins in and gets angry about losing , or just leaves to begin with. ))

[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

A farmer ploughed his field in Schattenburg as the letter reached the king, he was showing his son how to do it. "There, show me now what I have taught you, Billy."

[Proddy 2415]

A random peasant travels to the Rexdom, falling on his knees before the mighty Rex.

"If ye' win, can ah beh King o' Oren?" he asks with a pleadance in his mighty voice.

[JVQ 1719]

 

A bird flies down onto the royal keep in The Fringe , dropping it off once it notices the King. It then flutters away , off towards the orcish desert.

 

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You can not , and will not win this war. King of Oren , look around your kingdom. All you have now are knights and warriors. Where is your government and farmers , peasants and teachers? They have abandoned you. If you wish to save this noble empire , you must step down and allow the leaders of Urugan and The Rexdom to pick a new blood-line to lead the humans. If not , your empire will fall.

 

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(( From where I am , this is the only option. Put it this way ; new players join humans , sees that there is a giant war going on , either joins in and gets angry about losing , or just leaves to begin with. ))

 

 

Why would we want Teachers, Peasants and Farmers to defend us in times of war? Are you dumb? Warriors and knights will guide King Heinrik to glory over the said above.

[Rassidic 470]

Why would we want Teachers, Peasants and Farmers to defend us in times of war? Are you dumb? Warriors and knights will guide King Heinrik to glory over the said above.

 

Some would wonder who the hell the man is talking to.

[V0idsoldier 1139]

 

Some would wonder who the hell the man is talking to.

 

 

While others ponder how a bird flew from orcish lands and dropped a letter specifically to the king. They wonder how such a bird recognizes the king, and what magic was used to imbue it. 

[Lark 2227]

While others ponder how a bird flew from orcish lands and dropped a letter specifically to the king. They wonder how such a bird recognizes the king, and what magic was used to imbue it. 

 

Meanwhile a demon sits around causing chaos and wonders if he'll be offered stuff to do stuff to other people.

[HappyShackles 886]

Lorethos scratches under his scarred eye, cleaning his blade of dwarven blood.

"Right..."

[Avacyn 1712]

"Implying we'll lose."

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

"Dwarves, Orcs, Elves they don't have the right to decide who's bloodline rules humanity it is chosen by Divine Right."

[Kralek 519]

Rydel sits by a fire reading a book on the wars between Humans and Dwarves, particularly enjoying the parts where Oren won.

[Rassidic 470]

Never said it was only for the King to grab. Just said it'd drop it once it noticed a man wearing a crown...

[John Ivory 4547]

A letter is written in reply.

 

 

 

Dearest reader,

 

O scum, Urguanian devil and damned devil's kith and kin, secretary to Iblees himself. What the devil kind of knight are you, that can't slay a hedgehog with your naked arse? The devil excretes, and your army eats. You will not, you son of a wench, make subjects of Orenian sons; we've no fear of your army, by land and by sea we will battle with thee, plough your mother.

 

You Krugmarian scullion, Urguanian wheelwright, Kal'Arkon of Jerusalem, goat-fucker of Adunia, swineherd of Greater and Lesser Mali, pig of Montefluer, San'Orkian thief, catamite of Azogistan, hangman of the Conclave, and fool of all the world and underworld, an idiot before God, grandson of the Serpent, and the crick in my ****. Pig's snout, mare's arse, slaughterhouse cur, unchristened brow, screw your own mother!

 

So I declare, you lowlife. You won't even be herding pigs for the Orenians. Now I'll conclude, for I don't know the date and don't own a calendar; the moon's in the sky, the year with the Lord, the day's the same over here as it is over there; for this kiss my arse!

[Snoop 365]

David wonders why the dwarven people demand their leader step down in extreme unfair terms, yet they themselves would not accept the same term in the past saying they would rather die then accept Oren's terms and lose land and have a change in leadership.

[Slic3man 484]

A random bystander wonders.