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The King was dead…

The Lord Chancellor was dead…

Oren layed in shambles…broken.

 

Few people escaped… the Loyalists to King Franz-Joseph fled to Mount Augustus, now dubbed the last bastion of Raevir Freedom.  The armies of Lucien, Decterum, Alras, and the Rexdom took marched upon the Mount.  Within the Mount stood a small number of valiant men, those who stayed loyal to their fallen king.  Leading these men was Vladislav, the Son of Saint Bogdan, a simple Raevir Commander with little formal military education.

 

Shouts from above, shouts from below.  The Crown-Loyalists were sandwiched from all directions.  The loyalists were bunkered up, safe.  Vladislav opened his mouth, shouting “Charge!” as he lead the Charge up the stairs to vanquish the Lucien invaders.  The Loyalists were victorious… in this first wave.  The rest of the Lucienists retreated, going back into their newly captured city, Vekaro.  The men of the mount stood vigilant, defending from both the Zionist Soldiers, the Lucienists, and the Order of the Decterum.

 

Further Treachery came upon the Loyalists, for those most Loyal to King Franz in Life, abandoned him in death.  They feared worldly retribution.  House Basileus fled the mount, for they saw themselves outnumbered and they cared not for their own honor.  Simple peasantry had more honor than the Houses who swore to the King.  The Loyalists knew Godanistan was with them.  That night, the mountain roared with “Godanistan jest wielki!  Jest wielk!”

 

Vladislav knew that they would not survive within the mountain for too long.  Zacharias came before him, noting that the Loyalists would all fight until death, for they would not surrender, not to the likes of 30th Generation Flays.  So they gathered together, they charged down the Mount, fighting through the lines of Orcs, Alras, Luciens, and the Decterum alike.  They charged all the way to the Center of Vekaro.  Once at the center, they were quickly flanked and overrun, the resistance was over.  Oren had fallen to the Zionists.

 

Rest in Peace these Fearless Men; Who Uphold Honor Above All

Wilfriche Buron

Vladislav the Vile

Zacarias Mosquera

Father Istvan

Fredek Royce

Dmitri of the Dreadfort

Jon of the Whirlwind

Peter Pavel

Pyotr the Goatherd

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"Never Forget..." Aleksandr, a lone strelt, Mutters from inside a tavern as he gets drunk over the news of King Franz's death and the Betrayal against the Carrions.

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Papa Istvan smiles with Bogdanistan as the loyalists one by one enter the Seven Skies.

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Brother Fyodor continues to weep as all of his Good-Raevir brothers ascend into the embrace of Godanistan.

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"Papa Istvan! It's Vladislavistan! I wonder where the rest is..... "dmitri would say along side of Bogdanistan and the other dead loyalist.

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High Pontiff Joshua (Peter) Pavel begins to ascend into the Seven Skies, cursing the heretics.

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High Pontiff Joshua (Peter) Pavel begins to ascend into the Seven Skies, cursing the heretics.

Rymeul watches the Anti-Pontiff fall through the earth into the pits of the Nether.

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Vukistan punches Petervout of the Seven skies

"You caused all this death now go to the nether

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*Reads the death notice as he sits in his tent in the Alras camp and sighs*

 

"I hope this is a lesson the other families of Oren and other nations take to heart. I still remember when the Carrions were naught but a bunch of rable rousers fighting with house Green. They would of been better served to stay that way."

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Thomas clenches his fists.

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Aradelle Lach'lon sobs, she was his waifu (kawaii face here or w/e)

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"It's been good, Vlad..." Harrison wipes a single tear that comes to his eye. He holds his hand up, sticking three fingers upwards. He kisses them, and holds his hand up in the air.

"Always outnumbered...



Never outgunned."

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