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Firing Squad

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aHbXHIrpq6s

 

 

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"GET ON THA' GROUND YE' BASTAHDS!" Grand Commander Voron Rovin shouts before several dwarves standing before him, blindfolded with their wrists bound. Some of the dwarves step forward, others needing a little "push" from the Poor Fellow Soldiers of Horen that stood behind each of them.

 

"Brothers! Load thine Arbalests, Blue-Berry pie!!" 

 

The Lucienists begin readying their arbalests in unison. From a distance, Grandmaster Jack Rovin watches the execution unfold, his hands together as he thinks quietly. Knight Commander Rosencrantz and Knight Constable Raigeki Kato stand at each side of the Grandmaster, giving commands to nearby brothers, 'The Holy Land' is abuzz with adrenaline and excitement as Lucienists rally together chanting "Deus Magnus, Deus Vult!" And "OTOTOTOTOTOTOTOTO!"

 

"Grandmastah, Knight Commandah, we did vedy good today at Kal'arkon. Howevah, what do we do now?"

 

Jack Rovin continues looking out in the distance for a moment longer before speaking. "I believe we’ve made our stance cleah tae tha world. While we've kept tae the defensive, aiding tha citah of Vekaro, it is now quite obvious more is needed. Today we foight along soide otha men of Oren and successfully protected Vekaro and obliterated the standin’ forces at Kal'arkon.
 
When a force, no mattah its soize, wishes tae do harm tae men of the Faith, we cannot be passive. Punishment is needed. These heathens, no bettah than the Teutonic scum fer which they work, or tha forces of Setherien fer that mattah, seek tae harm good God-fearing families tae suffice their blood lust, vengeance, an’ greed. This is unacceptable. Because of the current absence of Our Holiness, Castus, I will make my decree. Until tha hostilitah on the side of these 'Zionists' ends, The Poor Fellow Soldiers of Horen will continue tae protect mankind and will exterminate those who side with false religions and false heroes. We will show them the might of the Creator an’ ‘is chosen people."
 
Jack Rovin looks up to the sky and continues. "Rosencrantz, rally the brothers. Raigekah, prepare tha rations. My son...-" He looks back out to the distance, seeing Voron and the firing squad drag dwarven corpses with them.

 

"They are tay' be burned, they do not deserve ah' burial." Voron nods, removing his helmet allowing his sweat to cool his forehead,"Only through purge can we exterminate the race that continues to plague our allies..."

 

((The Order of St. Lucien, on behalf of the Church of the True Faith, officially declares war on the participants of the Treaty of Zion that continue showing hostility towards The Holy Kingdom of Oren and those of the True Faith.)) 

 

 

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Ruskan man holds his crossbow in hand over the body of a dead orc teuton. He smiles when he hears the news

 

"Better late than never!"

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They will look back and say, "That was the moment the war changed"

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Decterum Vindicator Ser Abner Rahl stands amongst his men as soldiers of the Order of Saint Lucien beginning to file into Vekaro. He dismisses his men to their duties with a wave of his hand, and crosses his arms. He nods his head in approval, and grins a bit.

"Glory to Orenia."

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Quinlan pumps his fist into the hair, his Claymore caked with dried orcish blood in his other hand, he lets forth a loud war cry.

 

"DEUS MAGNUS! DEUS VULT! FOR THE CREATOR AND HIS GLORY!"

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"OTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTOOTOTOTOTOTOTOTO"

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Saeros slowly awakes from his cot and rubs his eyes, sitting upright and remembering the raiding was today. " ****. "

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"Keine Dwarfen..." Voron whispers to Spivey, they raise their arms straight and proud, staring at the banner of Niccum.

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