-Warclaim [Cleansing The North]

[Zarsies 6024]

The Undead are discussing a time that would be most suitable. 

[Tsuyose 3282]

Xath cast his gaze down, his armour glimmering with a golden hue and eyes shimmering with a silver gleam to them, gaze drawn down toward the blighted lands. He would be sat upon a brown mare which bucks up as the horrid, vile stench of death meets them. He drew his gaze up, right arm elevating as his bird took flight, soaring straight to the deserts and for Rusk'Dom. Offering any resources they require, be it rich or poor.

 

"T'is time we beat them back once more. We ride to battle soon, brothers. For now, return home. May Xan guide and shield you." He muttered out to his brethren, their horses turning and they rode off. However, Xath remained. Gazing over the blighted lands, inspecting the fort. A warm sigh rushed from the depths of the opaque hood as he turns, riding to Aesterwald.

 

"May the Maker watch over us all."

 

In War, Victory.

In Peace, Vigilance.

In Death, Sacrifice.

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2464]

The levied forces of the Kingdom of Renatus prepare to march North to assist their allies in the mission to cleanse the North from the forces of Iblees

 

[Hobolympic 1092]

Balek Irongut scratches his head, pondering on why the dwarves would invade by sea, when Hiebenhall Keep is only a stone's throw away from the Undead keep.

[Hiebe 2475]

Dwain mentions to Balek the term "Dwarven Logic"

[DragoonCrow 346]

Ordenmarchall Crow, one of the last teutons decides to ********* some skellies on his own, being too op.

[Ankalagon_ 258]

Silverholt assembles the troops, swords sing as they are drawn from their sheaths, the troops march into the courtyard singing, "High and mighty Urguan! Forth the undead flee! Undead, ghosts and gouls begone! Hanseti shall be free!

 

Silverholt is ready! We march with you Urguan!

[spqrSancus 173]

Asul'athri walks around the new-born city, high up upon their plateau. It is growing more lively with every day, but each and every day, more threats arise to halt the progress of the new city. And more and more, it became apparent that their long-sought peace would soon be broken - not by mortal men, but by Undead ranks.

 

Hammers strike the anvils, and swords and armour take shape.

 

Bowstrings snap, and arrows crack against their sullen make-shift targets.

 

And birds in flock carry letters to the four corners of the earth, to all those whom would attempt to fight against the Undead.

 

"The Fragments of Silver prepare. We march with you against the Betrayer and his ilk."

[Zarsies 6024]

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How does that time work for everyone?]]

[Josh3738 1712]

 

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How does that time work for everyone?]]

 

((2pm est then. I think that should work.))

[Birdwhisperer 1173]

Warclaim completed.