A Bear's Slumber Broken.

[osumanduas 1442]

A Bear Roused from a Broken Slumber

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VodFeTrKeC4

 

*The echoes of war drums emanate from the bowels of the mountain fortress of Woldzmir. Great hums and howls of strong Raevir men might be heard in the nearby lands of Dragon’s Peak, Owynswood and Werdenburg, black and yellow standards flying harshly in the cold winter winds as the men of Vladovic prepare for the worst.*

 

Declaration of Independence from the Kingdom of Oren

 

As of this date, 17th of Snow's Maiden, 1483, House Vladovic breaks all ties and oaths to King Aleksandr and the Kingdom of Oren. From this day forth, the men of Woldzmir shall operate independently and freely, apart from the Kingdom of Oren and it’s vassals. 

 

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Franz slowly approaches the frozen keep of Woldzmir and glances up at the massive iron gates, watching them creek of old age as they are pulled up to allow him in. He twitches slightly as he enters the walls of the fortified keep where not even the wind may enter. He glances down the hallways and rooms as he walks forth to his throne and turns around slowly before taking a seat. He sends message for his men to gather in the main hall.

 

As they all fill into the open space and the room becomes filled to the brim he lets out a sigh as he slowly stands from his seat. “Brothers! As the Kingdom of Oren pursues peace, we shall fight the good battle to be won and we shall defend our home to the very last breath. I would rather die fighting the enemy than to surrender our home and all we’ve worked for to the scumki that is Heartlander scum. For today, as the sun rises and the words spreads across kingdoms, let it be known!” he shouts raising a fist into the air “That we will be force to be reckoned with and that we will niet back down from a challenge. We will make face of hardships and darkened times, but new age will dawn make over the hill, age of prosperity and hope! Let us mend to and defend the lands of our new home! Let us fight good fight..” Franz pauses for a moment before letting out a roar as he lifts his clenched fist into the air one more “Salyut!” the roars and shouts of the men fill the room and echo throughout the keep and breach the outside, cutting through the frozen air.

 

Franz gives off a faint grin of pride before stepping down from the throne and walking through the cluster of soldiers to the entrance of the keep. He gazes upon the mountains as the sun begins to creep up, above the mountain. “Glory to Vladov” he mutters.

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Glory to Vladovic!

F**** off or get Stomped

[Galendar 631]

Alexander stares at the declaration, narrowing his eyes before asking,

 

"How does this make sense?"

[Burkester 1247]

A single tear is shed by man for the strong Vladovs who would rather die then surrender.

[Ark 2835]

Aleksandr Carrion nods, as he reads the report. "I do not blame them, I wouldn't want to surrender my land either." he says stuffing the note into this tunic, with a small sigh.

[Galendar 631]

Looks about with a nod

"Ahhhhhh that's why."

[3andD 1722]

"Unfortunate, if they persued the marriage alliance they would had the protection they whated. But that is irrelevant, I hope that they continue to bring glory to the Raevirs." States paul

[Birdnerdy 1539]

"Breaking off from Oren is becoming a trend..." Ecthallion mutters.

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.