The Ashen Snake

[Zezimus 1523]

The Ashen Snake

 

 

Flyers can be seen fluttering around the major population centers of Oren, tacked to inn walls and lain on hearths.

 

In ages past, there existed an Oren of righteousness, truth, and justice. This is the Oren we live in no longer. The great leaders of our time faced their moral and political crises with principles of Honor, Integrity and Law, all of which are sorely missed today. We now live in fear of assassinations, in the company of hearthslayers, and under the rule of a tyrant who believes his place is in every home, and within every marriage bed. The time to sit idly by, my brothers, and allow our great nation to decompose further, has passed. We are duly charged by our righteous God, for the success and security of our future children.

 

Johann Vladov - Kozlovskii Vladov - Lord Justiciar Adam de Gleveisen

High Pontiff Sixtus III - Castor Chivay - Lord Paramount Hugues Sarkozic

 

May they rest peacefully in the Seven Skies.

 

These are noble men who were guilty of nothing in the eyes of our Creator, save having a vision of Oren which did not include tyranny and fear - men who aspired to greater things, and saw the true potential in our people. These men, my brothers, are now departed from this world. These were men of character, honesty, and integrity - all traits which the crown may only envy. The list goes on ad infinitum, but my hand is too weary to list those fallen on the field, nor August’s paralysis or the dagger in our Duke’s neck or the assassination of the Pontiff or the similar horrors endured by Castor Chivay. These men, and many other honorable men like them, have been extinguished early for their vision of a better future by the Savoyard’s hands. Under our current Monarch, we have suffered repeated tragedies in our loss, and repeated slights in our appeals for justice - No longer is the Orenian man safe to think freely in his own home, nor to strive publically for change, lest he be harvested by the Savoyard Reaper. Nor did the Ashen Snake that sits on our “great nation’s” throne have the honor to meet his foes in the field of battle, but instead in courts, feast halls, and homes, striking with the serpentine subterfuge of Iblees’ Viper. He profits in his tyranny like a brigand in the night, escaping like a menacing shadow before the light shed from the lantern of justice, scurrying from the righteous throne of our judicious God.

 

Note well that the assassins of good men, all nobles and high officials loyal to an ideal of a strong humanity, are punished not, captured not, nor even searched for - it is not even fitting to declare they hide in plain sight; they, instead, purr happily in the lap of our Savoyard king. Yet, His Slithering Majesty’s enemies, innocent of any crime against man, are struck with the viperous poison of their liege.

 

I do not tell you these things to stoke the fires of sedition, though a blaze that consumes the snake would solve many a problem, but as warning. If you do not wear the badge of Amyas on your chest, and do not worship your snake of a sovereign over our Lord Creator, the God of the Seven Skies, bar your doors and board your windows. Do not venture outside of your homes without a retinue of guards. Do not speak the truth. Do not speak to strangers. Do not make bed with the snake, or in the morning you shall not wake. Turn not to the crown for justice - you shall face only a drought of mercy. Turn not to the Savoyard for mercy - you shall be dealt only the hand of the slighted. Turn not to the throne in righteous appeal - it shall only remain before you, silent and looming, to soon mark your grave. Take up your arms, my brothers, or face your grave unarmed and undefended.

[Jonificus 2741]

"I am safe." The eunuch would scoff, knowing that the snakes won't bite the spider!

[Sultan 3953]

No longer is the Orenian man safe to think freely in his own home, nor to strive publically for change

 

 

 

Not sure if his talking about the Feudal Monarchy of Oren or some Elven Democratic Republic. 

 

Never knew that Oren was so progressive that they allowed free speech and social progress. 

 

Nothing against the rebels but I get a twitch sometimes when I hear things like that.

 

((Ik its a speech but come on :P))

[Aetosion 2062]

August nods to his kinsman's flyer, appreciating the truth in his words.

 

Not sure if his talking about the Feudal Monarchy of Oren or some Elven Democratic Republic. 

 

Never knew that Oren was so progressive that they allowed free speech and social progress. 

 

Nothing against the rebels but I get a twitch sometimes when I hear things like that.

 

((Ik its a speech but come on :P))

((To be fair, Oren elects the King now, Kaedrin and Adria both elect their Dukes, the High Pontiff is elected, and since the Vydrian takeover privy councils etc. have had much more focus on meritocracy instead of cronyism (until recently). The Oren of today is much more progressive than your Imperial days. Whether that's a good or bad thing, could be debated, but it's a perceptible development.))

[Guy d'Yood of Mann 39]

Do not make bed with the snake, or in the morning you shall not wake.

 

 

Berilac blinks in sheer confusion that statement, be it a saying, or homemade rhyme, brought, scratching his shaven chin with the expression of an Orderman dragged into a brothel. When finally some vademecum to this tumultous pondering would rear it's head, it would by all means be, top to the bottom, wrong. Content in his ignorance to that fact, he makes his way to inform a certain female acquaintance of his that the Vladovs support her and her wife.
 

[Devland99 180]

Constantine nods

[Treshure 5817]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIGw2Wg88Ns

 

An angry response is drafted in flyers that combat this propaganda.

 

You so openly castigate the Crown for privileges it has permitted to the duchies that once did not dabble in blatant infidelity. The Crown of Ashford has seen to the quiet rise of power and prosperity within this world, vassalizing races that unites Orenia into an Empire in all but name. You condemn the crown of Ashford for full autonomy; autonomy that has allowed your treacherous Adria to rise to a prominent state where it would contain the audacity to blame the Crown for your personal misguiding.

 

In response to the Trial of Witt, the Crown permitted House Vladov to completely exterminate House de Sola for their crimes, to take their titles, women, and land in total war. Yet this was not enough, and when Amyas was attacked openly on the roads, it was evident the Adrian wolves hungered for war and vitality through bloodshed.  For a full year de Bar and de Sola warred against the factions of Adria for frozen devotions they held so tightly to, and it was then Ashford turned it’s eye toward the rebel state of Adria.

In an hour of wolves, the hammer of Orenia has come crashing down upon those who spite It’s name. The seed of rebellion has poisoned the fruitful yoke and balance of the state of Humanity, and an age of shattered shields and wailing wives will come to those who say: “It is I who secedes from humanity”. A traitor will cry out for foolhardy retribution when he knows the hour is late for himself. And now, from faceless assassins, the opposition dwindles. In this, terror flares up in the enemy’s eye, for he knows the hour is late. The crown bears silence in words, but full momentum in deeds. Pay heed to my warnings, they do not bear false colloquy.

[Cleggmire_ 130]

"And so we have brought ourselves to the crescendo of our long conflict, and those who oppose will flake away, like their ancestors, and brothers before them. Should you refuse this offer, you'd see yourselves driven on the very pike that slices the flag from its pole. That very flag would be your own, as the last thing you see before your life is driven unto the abyss where as no one may escape. Harken to my words, traitors, as I will stand amongst those very men who drive you from house and home, and take your women from you." Corvo would state blankly, his pauldron clinking against the plates of his armor

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

"Wait so now they're accusing us of killing our own Justiciar who was against Adria along with the High Pontiff whom was Neutral? Well I'll be damned if one of them slipped on a banana skin we'd probably get the blame." Bryce would say

[Haribo 385]

"Wait so now they're accusing us of killing our own Justiciar who was against Adria along with the High Pontiff whom was Neutral? Well I'll be damned if one of them slipped on a banana skin we'd probably get the blame." Bryce would say

"The Lord Justiciar was killed by Sola men, that much is obvious." says Alen d'Grad

[DrakeHaze. 2524]

"And so we have brought ourselves to the crescendo of our long conflict, and those who oppose will flake away, like their ancestors, and brothers before them. Should you refuse this offer, you'd see yourselves driven on the very pike that slices the flag from its pole. That very flag would be your own, as the last thing you see before your life is driven unto the abyss where as no one may escape. Harken to my words, traitors, as I will stand amongst those very men who drive you from house and home, and take your women from you." Corvo would state blankly, his pauldron clinking against the plates of his armor

"Who are you?"

[Publius 4098]

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