The Kingdom, Sunk At Sea

[Principality of Savoy 915]

 

 

From the Port of Leuvaarden, the army of men set sail. Enlivened by their crushing victory over the dwarves in the north, the men of Oren cheered from the rails of the three great ships, surging towards their foe. 

 

 

Inside the dwarvish bay, huddling close in a desperate plea for safety, the dwarvish boats stood side by side. It was here the great ships pulled up, firing bow and ballista alike from their great decks. Missiles soared screaming through the air, carrying trains of fire and wreaking havoc amid the dwarvish decks. Parallel to the naval assault, a seething iron horde of valiant soldiers charged forward, cries of victory on their lips. They boarded the stout's feeble crafts, using their own proximity against them, and quickly laid waist to those foolish enough to oppose them.

 

 

Their courage soon broke, and the dwarves who were not cut down were flung into the water, dragged to the depths by the weight of their armor, silent screams escaping their mouths. As the last of the defenders were driven away, screaming in pain as their beards caught alight, the victorious cries of Oren washed over the skies. 

 

 

The captured ships were scuttled, their sails set ablaze and holds stocked with explosive powder. The victors quickly departed back to their homes, burdened with their freshly taken loot. As the bay receded into the distance, great fireballs rose to the sky, the last remnants of the "Grand" Kingdom's naval might. 

 

 

Returning home, the men feasted and cheered, another victory won, another step taken.

 

"Ave Oren!"

"Hail Vydra! Hail Oren!"

"Is it over already?"

 

 

 

[Fireheart 2777]

"Barmy Army Oi Oi!"

[Devland99 180]

"Why are they even a nation, they can't even defend their own borders sickens me. Worst then the snow elves."

[thesmellypocket 1859]

"Oren expects that every man do his duty."

[Helios_ 288]

"I mist saw a single enemy before the battle was announced over... Dorfskis... I beg of you... Put up a fight."

[Savoyard 263]

A young Colm Finnigan dusts himself off, dragging his bloodied arming sword with him, the dull metal sword scraping across the stone after him. He grits his teeth, raising it to the sky and taking a last look at the destruction, he shouts out with pride "All for my Country!" That day, he came in a boy.. And left a man.

[Alakabam 582]

 

"Why are they even a nation, they can't even defend their own borders sickens me. Worst then the snow elves."

 

 

"You are clearly as stupid as you sound. They are not a nation, it's a race."

[Al Urguani 35]

 

"Why are they even a nation, they can't even defend their own borders sickens me. Worst then the snow elves."

 

"Because the mighty skygods let them be a nation. As they let you, and the elves!" Answers the Walrus Man

[Ludulo 75]

Jace cheers as he leaves the battle. He's a tad let down that it was over so soon. He shouts,

 

 

"Ave Orenia!"

[Publius 4098]

"They probably weren't even tall enough to ride about in the first place."

 

Publius continues to get his drink on at Leuvaarden's after battle celebrations.

[Mj. 697]

Aethos scratches his chin after the battle, thinking aloud to himself.

 

"If your legs get cut off, does it make you a stout?"

 

He then shakes his head.

 

"Nay, only cowardliness to arrive to battle makes you a stout."

[Gunner 775]

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