A Bear Stands Rampent

[osumanduas 1442]

A Bear Stands *Rampant*

 

 

The winds of the bitterly cold eastern mountains blasted against his skin. The rush of air slipped through his shabby hair, flapping and whistling as Stanimir rode to Woldzmir to tell his kin of the happenings of the capitol.

 

 

Stanimir flashed a hurried glance at what appeared to be the blur of a purple banner fluttering violently in the wind. "I wonder what side heartland dragon take." He thought, the grunts of his horse growing more restless as they trudged through a deep patch of snow. Finally reaching the foot of Woldzmir, he could make out the frosted tips of the stone structure. Just barely. 

 

Stanimir would huff with relief as he finally passed through the gates and into the warm center of the mountain fortress that towered over all else in the region. He would seat himself in stone-walled office and quickly grab for his pen and quill to make official the stance of House Vladovic in the coming Elven weeks.

 

 

Letters are send forth from Castle Woldzmir, encouraging loyalty to the Empire.

 

  

The Men of Vladovic will make purge of rebellious scum in heartlands. Men of Vladov will follow through with oaths of loyalty as should all good menski of Empire of Orenia, we make stand with our good cousins of Carrion!

 

Make ban of together and help defend our great empire from traitor scum! 

Make **** of Storm King! Carry on Carrion! I implore good men of empire to stand and fight for Orenian Nation!

 

Stanimir nodded in approval, reaching his other hand up to run it through his beard in a satisfied fashion before giving the bunched up pile of letters a systematic stamping.

 

 

[wolfdwg 2677]

Avard stands apon the ramparts of Castle Vladovic raising the colors of House Carrion then that of House Vladov

 

He bellows a cry from his heart and soul filled with pride.

 

"Long Live Tuvya! Carry on Carrion!"

[Vanir 693]

Vasili Vanir tugs on his beard in approval as he hears of the public decloration. Setting his fishing rod to the side, he riffles through the large pile of fish at the edge of the docks. "Am happy to be of hearing more support for Carrion! Am glad not all in Oren are blinded by want for power."

[Guest Fireheart_]

Franz stands a top Woldzmir and grins as the messenger runs down the steps to carry the message forth to the empire. He clears his throat and shouts out as the messenger runs forth

 

"Long Live Tuvya! Carrion shall live forth through these times!"

[Glyc 234]

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