Exterminatus - The Crimson-Silver Attains Victory!

[Fishy 2710]

"EXTERMINATUS."

[DelaneyG 1279]

"Anothah Victory? Bah, I am running out of ideas to celebrate with my brothahs in arms! Perhaps I should go all out theese time." Imperial Ensign Raigeki Kato thinks to himself before finally coming up with a fantastic idea. He invites his own company, Hammertruppen (2nd Company) and all the other Imperial soldiers into the mess hall for a cooking performance!

 

 

 

Raigeki thinks of how to out perform himself for when they win the war.

Arthal chows down.

[Narthok 10416]

*Picks his teeth with the blades of those he has slain, his blade and armor stained red!

[Treshure 5818]

Grand Prince Tundrak II sits on a pile of High Elven bodies and burnt books from their library, laughing maniacally.

 

Hobs is quite confused, since the Imperial Army has slain the "Grand Prince" at least a dozen of times.

Something is strange.

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

Magnus sits on a dead Orc, muttering to himself bitterly "Exterminatus"

[The Best Basileus 97]

Marcus Constantine cried out before the capital of the Dwarves, along with his comrades, fearless, and lusting for battle, "EXTERMINATUS!" The order had been given, and well was it carried out. Traitors, denying the Imperial preeminence and its ultimate power, acting against it directly or supporting those who did, were utterly destroyed. Yet the GLORY of the empire was shown not in those it murdered, but in those it spared. True was the adherence to both the spirit of vengeance and the spirit of justice.

 

When the dwarfish menace approached after the SACK OF KAL'ARKON, the forces of Oren were ready—after all, which dwarves willing to fight had survived the sack save the most base and cowardly, who had fled their city to leave it at the mercy of their enemies? Though Oreners lost their lives at the defense of Vekaro's walls, and even Mark had received a painful wound, yet many more were the number of the dwarves who died as the bulk of Oren's forces rallied from the keep. It was said among many that the Dwarf-scum faced not only the forces of Oren that day, but also THE FORCES OF THE CREATOR, AND HIS ANGEL OF DEATH, so great were their casualties.

 

 

 

 

"DEUS MAGNUS. ORENIA INVICTA."

 

"EXTERMINATUS."

[Catarrh 720]

   Malog leads a pig to the shrine of Orgon, and sacrifices it upon the foetid mound. He watches as the carnivorous fungus of Orgon's blessed and putrid influence eats away at the carcass. He looks over in the general direction of Kaldonia, and mutters the Great Truth of the Cult of Orgon, "Mubaramizhi, gith prazogat. Mubaramizhi, gith kul Orgonob. In da end, ebretin' dikayz. In da end, ebretin' bilongz tu Orgon."  he looks down at the six-armed figure tattooed on his arm, then back towards Kaldonia, "Ebun empyurz. Dikay agh rot bi da fayt ob awl. Bub'hozh Orgon peepz payzhuntleh. Hiz zaykred powur inherutz awl tingz. Hiz jujmunt fezturz. Prayz Orgon, zpirut ob diziiz!" The shaman then grinds mushrooms, rotten flesh and fermented spider eyes together in a bowl, and drinks down the thick, foul-smelling mush. He spends the rest of that day meditating, and seeking the will of Orgon.

 

   Translation: "Mubaramishi, gith prasogat. Mubaramishi, gith kul Orgonob. In the end, everything decays. In the end, everything belongs to Orgon. Even Empires. Decay and rot are the fate of all. Great Orgon watches patiently. His sacred power inherits all things. His judgment festers. Praise Orgon, spirit of disease!"

[Helbolt 129]

It was late that night when Sergeant-at-Arms Dain Bolton came into the Grand Hall of Eastgate Bastille.  Lord Frost was sitting in his usual chair enjoying a flagon of cheap ale.  He smiled at Dain and asked quietly, "Are those the ledgers of armor and swords produced for our Empire?"  Sergeant Bolton looked upset.  More so than the peasant Lord had seen in quite some time.  "No, my lord," he responded with a quick tempo, "You should come with me to the tower."  Jacob Frost followed as Dain quietly led him to the top of the tower where what he saw caused him to clench his hands and fume with anger.  "The fields are ablaze," his deep voice intoned.  "Yes, my lord," the Sergeant replied. 

 

 

"Don't the fools know that nobles will always eat, but the peasants are the ones that suffer from the lack of food?" 

 

"I don't know," was all that he replied. 

 

Up till this point Jacob had approached this war as he did all others:  With measured effort, but a distinct lack of hatred and the goal of preserving life.      "They are trying to kill my people," he said with a mix of fury and sadness.

 

This is how he found himself in that days raiding party...

 

This is how he found himself outside the Dwarven Capital.  And for the first time in his life, Jacob Frost bellowed the words that others had screamed from the beginning,  "Exterminatus!"

 

 

After the raiding party seized the gates and charged forward to the throne room of the Dwarven King, the peasant Lord walked up the steps to the Dwarven throne and sat down upon it.  He watched the other soldiers run around the throne room looking for Dwarves to kill.  As the party was ordered to retreat, he stood up and used every last ounce of his strength to swing his War hammer into the stone armrest.  A loud clang resounded as the blow caused a small crack to form on stone chair.  He then joined his fellow soldiers and withdrew to find more enemies to slay.

[__WaterFox__ 636]

Medic Alirya sighs at the pile of the multi-racial corpses

"Don even profit"

[monkeypoacher 8055]

"Umm ok", yells Mikael.

[Stevie 1598]

[[why do all these threads go to **** so quickly theres nothing constructive here at all besides the original post this is a sickening (yet accurate) portrayal of how terrible the standard of the forums has become it makes me physically ill sometimes]]

[Helbolt 129]

[[why do all these threads go to **** so quickly theres nothing constructive here at all besides the original post this is a sickening (yet accurate) portrayal of how terrible the standard of the forums has become it makes me physically ill sometimes]]

 

 

((I thought I put some effort into my post... so did Basileus Sarkly I, and Catarrh, and a few others... I don't think most people's attitude can be improved by pointing it out, leading by example probably works better imho - then again, the FM's seem to be on top of it, this went from 5 pages to 3 pages fast, go FM's and anyone who reported))

[Samler 1566]

Grand Prince Tundrak II sits on a pile of High Elven bodies and burnt books from their library, laughing maniacally.

Seth contently reads a book in the cold library which he defended during the raid and did so well considering no one but him managed to enter.

[Rivk Zavadsky 700]

*Joseph sits down, thinking teutons are so shocked that Mirtok the Herchmeester has to force the teutons to know that they won, meanwhile Joseph knocked mirtok off a cliff and killed 3 other teutons on the stairs...*

[calculusdesola 1658]

[[because its 100% propaganda 

 

((We actually did exterminate you all though.  About 3 times yesterday.  Maybe if you could be mature, constructive in your posts instead of just "kill teh humanz!" and not have to be winning 24/7, and can accept a defeat here and there like us, this war would be a lot more interesting for all parties and the server as a whole.))