An Ultimatum.

[Knox213 10]

An Ultimatum

 

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

 

And behold; a Prince…

 

The breeze in the mighty, bustling city of Petrus, revived under the great Tuvya, was cool and soft. The metropolis’s denizens rally to the city’s square, the mighty forces of the Empire standing in their impenetrable ranks, their backs to the steps towards the Petrusian palace.

 

A young man who had been stricken with the burden of governance so young wanders from the gates of the Palace, a look on his face that could only be perceived as vehement determination. Flanked by imperial guardsmen, the Privy Councillors observing the Prince closely, he speaks.

 

“I address you today, not as people of the Empire, Renatians or Waldenians, but as the chosen Faithful of the Creator; descendents of the glorious Horen, whom battled Iblees in times long past.

 

Sentiments of secularism, secession and sedition are not new to our glorious and holy dominion. In the past, our ancestors have squabbled over silly disputes and thrones… Over whom holds the right to rule all man, and whom does not.  

 

Emperor Boris Carrion III established an Electorate Monarchy, in hopes that such wars would cease altogether. In hopes that the matter of secession would be purified of it’s so often bloody repercussions. Since the reign of Franz-Josef, and before the Electorate, each new sovereign was placed upon the throne through the spilling of blood.

 

Yet now, whence finally the matter of succession was thought to be cured by the established electorate, those who loyally served Emperor Tuvya and received in abundance his benevolence and generosity have sought to dismantle the Empire, for no reason other than to steal it’s land and ascertain a crown which they have no right to.”

 

The Lord Regent shakes his head, sighing.

 

“I dreamt this past night… and in this dream came to me a wretched vision. The Storm Lord, Maric Varodyr, digging the black steel of a dagger into the flesh of my throat. Never before have myself and Maric quarreled before he attempted to rob the Electorate and the Empire of its rightful sovereignty, but now I see that this Knight who calls himself a King has no intention of battling the great evil that has dawned. Instead he seeks to divide us for no reason other than to end this feigned ‘tyranny’ that he has so deceptively propagated.

 

What shall he truly accomplish? Three weak nations, with the blood of this war still on their teeth. They will continue to fight, make no mistake. A divided Oren has never seen peace between it’s Kings, and it shall not in this potentiality. How foolish, when the Archdaemon looms before us with his wretched minions slaughtering our people on the roads?”

 

 

It is with this sentiment that I offer you, those who serve your treacherous Storm Lord, a final ultimatum. Henceforth, your refusal to defect from his seditious directives shall be unforgivable. This is your final ultimatum, my brothers, my sisters, my fellow children of Horen.

 

I desire no bloodshed, but if this petty rebellion continues on its path, I shall deliver upon them the wrath of the Creator’s righteous arm of justice, for the sake of his children and their unity.”

 

[IrishPerson 693]

Athelstan Stafyr nods in agreement once Roy finishes his speech. "We must stand as a united human race against the undead hordes. We should be leading attacks against the undead under the watchful eyes of the creator rather then fighting amongst ourselves as the undead slaughter our women and children." He mutters to Symon who stands beside him. 

[Zezimus 1523]

Imperial Prince Viktor Carrion offers a nod of his head as he listens to Roy's speech in the centre of Petrus. Thereafter, he looks across to his little cousin, Aleksandr, placing a hand on his shoulder.

 

"Damned rebels pushed your father to brink of death. May he now find better place in Seven Skies... Da, let us make fight in his name and in names of those we have lost." 

[Rudi 1747]

The Captain of the Watch, Bartholomeo Carindal Zorgi, nods after the words are spoken, he then places his right hand, formed as a fist on his chestplate where his heart is. He looks to the other guards as a symbol they should do the same action as he does.

"For humanity, for Oren, for us..."  

He reamains in this pose for twelve seconds, then he stands straight and quitely in line with his brothers.

[Frigated 66]

*Crius stops choking as he laughs looking at Roy and the big cover up of his death.*

[osumanduas 1442]

Gives off a hearty grin, his chest thumping with pride as Roy finishes his speech to the crowd. He would shove his way through the mob of bodies piling around the streets in a merry fashion, shaking and wrestling around with his comrades.

 

"Let us make hope that his renewed vigor can save us from desolation! Hail Carrion! Hail Godani!"

[Augustus Hanover 13]

The Captain of the Watch, Imperial Advisor and Ambassador places his hand over his chest plate where his heart is and speaks

"Da, for Humanity and Oren's future."

[Heff 2460]

Brennen Roost frowns, making his way out of Petrus to contemplate his allegiance.

[Temp 2006]

Arching a brow, Thersist looks over the distributed pamphlets before looking back to speaking figure. Shaking his head, he restrains a chuckle, "No' e'en a full day an' 'e's backed on 'is intended word by already threatening a group 'e'd offered potential peace. Know wha' tha' is? Coercion. Know wha' tha' stinks o'? Tyranny an' foul play. This one 'as got spine an' unlike the others, 'e's not made a deal with Iblees only to be found ou' by the Creator an' struck down with this piss excuse o' 'illness.' Righ'! Back to rebellin' then."

[Knox213 10]

Arching a brow, Thersist looks over the distributed pamphlets before looking back to speaking figure. Shaking his head, he restrains a chuckle, "No' e'en a full day an' 'e's backed on 'is intended word by already threatening a group 'e'd offered potential peace. Know wha' tha' is? Coercion. Know wha' tha' stinks o'? Tyranny an' foul play. This one 'as got spine an' unlike the others, 'e's not made a deal with Iblees only to be found ou' by the Creator an' struck down with this piss excuse o' 'illness.' Righ'! Back to rebellin' then."

Tyranny! Tyranny! It's all tyranny!

 

I am stating merely stating the facts as to what will occur if you do not accept my peace terms.

 

((I do some what wonder how it is tyranny when you are part of an independent state.

Please see below.

tyranny

ˈtɪr(ə)ni/

noun

 

1. cruel and oppressive government or rule.

   "refugees fleeing tyranny and oppression"

   synonyms: despotism, absolutism, absolute power, autocracy, dictatorship,undemocratic rule, reign of terror, totalitarianism, Fascism; More

    

    

      

   • a state under cruel and oppressive government.
   • cruel, unreasonable, or arbitrary use of power or control.

     "the tyranny of her stepmother"

      

     Thanks))

[Temp 2006]

((Love the instant resort to OOC on an IC bit! Thanks!))

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

The Ultimatum means nothing to the soldiers of Aesterwald as Ritter-Alter Quin reads it out to them, they all chuckle sensibly.

"War and conquest does not lead to Unity. Unity is a buzzword the Raevir scum use to justify their disgusting actions. War and conquest leaves to SLAVERY."

[Lark 2227]

Avgust shakes his head, "Seriously, why do they let you keep tongue. You sound like zhenya of Malinor or yakbrain who fucked Delvers"

[Heff 2460]

Avgust shakes his head, "Seriously, why do they let you keep tongue. You sound like zhenya of Malinor or yakbrain who fucked Delvers"

((Utterly burnt ))

Brennen wonders why the Storm King refuses to peacefully gain Kingship.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Avgust shakes his head, "Seriously, why do they let you keep tongue. You sound like zhenya of Malinor or yakbrain who fucked Delvers"

((a guild that's been dead for 40+ IG years being used as an insult by a character who was born after their disbanding on the player who used to lead them's ALT persona who never interacted with them either. Calling you out on your OOC bullshit there.))