Let The Banners Fly

[Josh3738 3137]

 

The Dwedmar of Urguan stood in long lines facing the middle of the hall of Kal’Karaad. They all stood in their newly forged armor bearing all the weapons in the standard issue. In the middle of the hall stood the Grand King. In one hand he held a large scroll bearing the seals of the Grand Kingdom of Urguan and the Republic of Laureh’lin. In the other he holds a large, finely smithed war hammer. His features are noticeably grim as he silently paces back and forth examining the troops. He finally turns and stands at the base of the steps, facing the legionnaires.

 

“Lads! We do not want war, yet it is something we seem to be plagued with. The realm of Athera had finally reached a period of passable peace until this very day… The High Elves of Haelun’or have seen fit to declare war on the Republic of Laureh’lin and now prepare to march on the city.”

 

He pauses briefly to watch the expressions of anger and hatred cross the features of the Dwed at the news. His gaze shifts from face to face as the meaning behind his words is made plain to every person.

 

“They have captured innocent citizens and thrown them from the walls of their plateau with molten gold streaming from their eyes! They’ve sent their guards to act as bandits within our own lands! They made it their mission to slaughter countless Humans, Elves, Orcs, and Dwed that have seen fit to oppose their ghastly regime! They elect the traitor scum Kalenz as their leader! One who has declared it his mission to subjugate the other races of elves and destroy the ancient arts of the Dwedmar! And now… Now they attempt to attack the city of our allies with whom we hold a bond carved in stone…”

 

With these words he brandishes the scroll in the air and waves it about for each Dwed to get a look at the seals inscribed on it. He raises it in the air as one might hold a sword in the air as he speaks again. It is clear the anger he feels as his voice booms through the silent halls of the city.

 

“We shall uphold our promise Dwedmar! We shall march to the city of our allies and proclaim our intent to support the Wood Elves! Call up the banners! Remember your oaths! Remember our promises!

 

Narvak oz Laureh’lin!

 

Narvak oz Urguan!

 

Kavir oz da Kadrin’homar!”

With a final shout he marches forward, still brandishing the Treaty of Ivory and Stone as the rest of the legion files into a massive column behind him. The steady stream of soldiers marches from Kal’Karaad and the soldiers of the vassals add to the numbers as the Banners of Urguan move towards Laureh’lin.

 

[Fimlin 1997]

Fimlin bangs his axe against his shield and cheers!

[Dreek 1633]

Thryn Irongrinder roars in response, hoisting his axe in the air as he marches alongside his brothers.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

"And so it begins." Artimec says grimly, a solemn smile on his face as he watches the dwarves mobilize, he spins on his heels and strides back into Leyulin, ready to defend his nation.

[Fireheart 2777]

Franz frowns at the news "This is not good.."

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

While going over the books of the Gilded Hammer Orsino looks upon the briefings that his contacts in the South have sent to him, looking to only see that the Grand Kingdom has declared war upon his home, he sighs saying to himself "Perhaps if the Dwarves stopped trying to 'Police' the world they wouldn't cause wars that lead to the deaths of thousands of their own race and others. Every small conflict gets turned into a large one, this is due to the Dwarves wanting to shape the world in their own image. You'd think at this rate the Grand Kingdom would just simply declare its dominion on all the world as it believes it has to be involved in the entire worlds business."

[Tirenas 677]

Uldar Irongut would be writing in his ledger as he hears of the news, nodding slowly whilst putting the book to the side. He stands, moving to a nearby shelf and taking out a blank sheet of parchment, beginning to make preparations for the war's finance.

[Vekrus 396]

Lord Protector Akvar Ireheart bangs his battlaeaxe against his shield and turns around to go ready the mighty Dwarven Legion.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

While going over the books of the Gilded Hammer Orsino looks upon the briefings that his contacts in the South have sent to him, looking to only see that the Grand Kingdom has declared war upon his home, he sighs saying to himself "Perhaps if the Dwarves stopped trying to 'Police' the world they wouldn't cause wars that lead to the deaths of thousands of their own race and others. Every small conflict gets turned into a large one, this is due to the Dwarves wanting to shape the world in their own image. You'd think at this rate the Grand Kingdom would just simply declare its dominion on all the world as it believes it has to be involved in the entire worlds business."

From his new beachfront property on the end of Fiandria, Art reclines in a lawn chair with a martini in his hand. A thought that had reoccured in his mind over and over the last few days passes through his brain once again.

"Maybe the mali'aheral should stop being pricks."

[Raomir 1855]

Harek Ireheart grins as he grabs his newly made battle-axe

"Toime tu 'ave sum fun!"

[L0rdLawyer 2272]

Hu-din catches word of his dwarf friends going to word and he marches into the goi. The olog walks into the goi and goblins begin to work on him. Goblins strap scaled plate armour to Hu-din and hand him an axe of great glory. The olog holds up the axe, "WUR!"

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

From his new beachfront property on the end of Fiandria, Art reclines in a lawn chair with a martini in his hand. A thought that had reoccured in his mind over and over the last few days passes through his brain once again.

"Maybe the mali'aheral should stop being pricks."

Sitting just outside the smithy, Orsino leans forward remembering his walks through the Mali'ame city "If the Mali'ame leaders were any good at their job, those five fights between citizens and guards wouldn't break out every half an hour. Worse still citizens who assault guards are just let off without any fine or imprisonment. A Mali'ame would state their Republic is a Nation of Laws, from someone who has walked in their city I'd call it a Nation of Whores, ready to sell themselves out and not leave the matters of the Mali in the hands of the Mali but call their Genocidal allies the Dwarves who would seek Dominion of all the World so they could 'Police' it."

[Travista 1361]

Upon hearing of the news Shreck'Dom smirks, "Mi zmell wagh, Dom shahl klomp alohngzyde duh stuntiez, Krug willz et, mey duh zpiretz sho dem merzy kuz mi nub plahn tu du zo."

[pokemonstudent 97]

"Has there ever been a war the Dwarves haven't got involved in?" asks Frank

[chaotikal 2392]

Dormin, the Lord Specter, prepares the Remembrancers to record history, while he calls upon the Prophets to arms, for this is the battle of revenge. Of those who kill those who follow Brathmordahkin, the Creationists shall fall.