Razorshawl 13 Share Posted August 11, 2015 The Bards laughing and dancing from the Guild begin their way to the center of town. Cheers and calls to the citizens to join them. Giliath comes up with Lux and the two stand together. "We as a family will never break, we will always be together even if we lose our homes. Even if we lose our land, because our hearts are still one. We will always, always, love each other no matter where we are," Giliath turns to Lux as she begins to sing the rest of the Bards taking up chorus with her. https://soundcloud.com/niseydee/for-salvus The song goes on and on as the citizens of Salvus stand together. Even if trouble comes upon them, no one will break who they truly are. That is what Salvus is, we are family, we care for each other and every ones beliefs. We will not hurt or harm others, we want peace and will always defend our own. Salvus is a family, it has always been so, and it shall always be so. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pinochet 356 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Nagg'Raguk simply proclaims. "Nub. Zalvuz iz nubhozh." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SeventhCircle 460 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Silv'ar would stand as an onlooker clapping smiling hearing the song and for a moment the thought of the mad man rebels left his mind. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mrlollytime 102 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Shynys walks from the tavern to the center of town to join his fellow bards in song and feels his heart warmed to see the true Salvian people smiling and staying strong. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RBartnick 23 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Listens to the song, a smile on her face, however, unable to forget the facts of what is to come, her thoughts consuming her. Why would they attack us? What have we done to them? We made mistakes, yes, however, we do our best to heal such mistakes... The government people fixed what they have done as they heard what happened... All these people don't know us... we have families, friends, a home... If only they understood, maybe... just maybe, they would let us be... we have no intentions to harm outside nations, so why would they want to harm us...? Is... Is this fate...? Is... is this time to... and... and Martin... what... what will become of him? As the song ends, Linda leaves, going into her house, bursting out into tears. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Roopak 21 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Roopak sings along, his eyes slightly tearing up. What he had worked so hard for, to be crumbled by a few ignorant rebels. His tears were out of joy, though. To see his friends and family happy after such a long time of depression made a smile appear on his face. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dadarkangel 36 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Listening to the song make Lemik think back to his father and how he strove to help his family but failed. He remembered how his father was forgiven and remembered. He pitied the rebels that they could not forgive and forget. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DukeofZufenburg 61 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Archrim watched the singing and dancing and he starts to clap and smile but as he seaches the faces of those around he begins to notice the uncertainty and fear of the people and begins to fear himself thanks to all the thoughts of the possibilitys of losing not only what he has worked for but the family he has created, and decides for himself, he will not let those who wish to destroy all he knows and loves, and he will fight to his last breath and even more so and kill anyone who gets in his way of defending his home, as he decides this he notices linda run away from the festivites and follows her to their home to help console her. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DrMechy 7 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Ehsan stands alone on the wall looking out over the edge. He listens to merriment and joy coming fromt the citizens. He slowly looks up to the stars and whispers to himself, "This is why i swore my oath to protect and serve, for the people. These are Salvians the people i would give my life for may these cheers never falter." He looks out to the horizon. "May the true Salvian spirit last forever." 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bvie 1754 Share Posted August 11, 2015 As Ryder rests her head on her lap, Lily lets her head lean on the cold stone walls. The boards blocking her windows could keep her in the eternal shadows, but it did not prevent the bards' sounds from reaching her ears. As she stroke Ryder's fine hair, her eyes closed as the song's notes painted the images of her mind.... Stepping from the forest, alone in the world and seeking shelter from both the harsh elements and the chaos of war, her eyes fall upon an elderly man dressed in fine clothes. He gave her hope of a land of peace, opportunity, and a family to call her own. He introduced himself as David Campos. Perhaps she had found a home? The days were long and the work was tiresome. The fields, full of crops that needed harvesting before rotting, laid before her as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. The oncoming winter cold rushed over her, causing her to shiver in her ripped and torn clothing. In the distance, laughter and the clinking of glasses can be heard from the Inner City and Parliament building. Festivities and weddings took place for the rich, eating gourmet foods and drinking fine wines...... while she and the other workers worked tirelessly into the night, knowing their wage will be well worth it in the end. But it was her home. The creaking of the wood and the musty smell met her as she opened the home's door. The daylight broke the darkness that had kept the sleepy home in an endless slumber. It wasn't much, just enough space to put her belongings and a place to rest her head, but it was hers. As long as she paid the taxes that they reminded her constantly about. But it was her own home. Indifference. Unsympathetic. Greed. Her work through the seasons, through the sun and rain, through night and day. All of it now revealing themselves to be pointless, worthless, and a waste. As the Inner Chamber, the government that was set to speak for the people, to protect the people, and to better the people, turned their back on the workers and refused to pay them. They spoke well of the city's coinpurse, bragging about the large sum of forty thousand minas, but refused to give those that provided sustenance to the city for free, a measly coin. Yet they had no issue reminding them to pay their taxes. But it was her home. The hay burned bright within the city. The fields went barren and unattended. The animals collapsed and the barns became inhabitable. The citizens clutched their stomachs, crying out in pain as they dreamed, not of gourmet foods or fine wines, but a morsel of bread and rotten potato peels. The workers watched as the people they sustained become vile and rude to them, blaming them for the condition of the city, yet refused to acknowledge their unfair treatment and lack of pay. And although she was yelled at and spoken ill of, she hoped for better days. She had thoughts of leaving for a different land....But it was her home. As the warmth of Malin's Welcome broke Winter's hold across the land, a shining light came to the workers. The Tribune, the person meant to be the people's voice in this ramshackle of a government, finally realized the severity of their plight. And with kind words, she paid them from her own pocket. As the coins fell from the Tribune's clean and shining hands, the workers saw their reflections and their hopes for a brighter future. Yet as soon as the coins landed in their outstretched, begging, dirty hands, the government came, demanding the taxes. The taxes came and went, double what they were paid for their work for over a year, and so did their hopes for a bright future. But she went back to work with hopes while others wanted to leave. And she would have.....But it was her home. The Town Meeting came, an opportunity for the people to speak to the government as a whole, and the people approached with questions, their concerns, and their complaints. Their hopes were high as they entered the shining government building, with its polished stone and shining golden walls, with thoughts of a better future once the government heard their story. But as the sunset and the candles' wicks sank low, so did their hearts. Their concerns, unimportant. Their issues, not priorities. And their complaints, foolish and demanding. The government waved each voice aside, and became offended when the people shouted that they were meant to protect them and offer them a life worth living. For the first time in her life, Lily raised her voice as she stormed out of the building in frustration. She was asked if she wanted to leave for a better land, but she said she wanted to try and fix the issues here. She was called foolish and she agreed.....But it was her home. Protests came and so did the arguments. Loyalists versus Revolutionaries, Rebels they were called. Fighting for a better life, no, not a better life, a life. A chance to have something to consider worth living for. A chance to better one's self through hard work, determination, and sacrifice. Petitions were created, signatures gathered, and requests for a new election were made. But the government pushed it aside with a response asking for more time, prolonging the suffering of the people, and furthering the ignorance of their effect on their people. But it was something, it was the step in the right direction. She could have set the fires again, she could have screamed and shouted....But it was her home. The screams filled the town as they marched through the center, the head bobbing on the sharpened pole. Cries of anguish and gasps of shock echoed across the cold North as the Consul's head was raised to gaze over the city by his murderer's. The people fled from the center, hiding in their homes and waiting for safety and peace returned. But it wouldn't return. The city was raided, assassination took place, and war claims were made. Both sides promised change for allegiance, both sides promised change, both sides had done wrong. Lily moved young Ryder off her lap and onto the torn blankets that made up their bed in the corner of the room, the bed having been torn apart and used for fire wood days before. As Lily stokes the fire with the little bit of wood remaining, and winter only starting, she looked into the dancing flames for an answer. But she was only greeted with the obvious. She wanted change, she wanted a life worth living for, but this wasn't what she wanted..... This isn't her home. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cordial__ 230 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Dwalin hangs and shakes his head "Yemekeh save Salvus..." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Haribo 385 Share Posted August 11, 2015 Louis-Francis Hightower shakes his head, "Salvus will only rise. Hopefully as the kingdom of Salvus." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tirenas 677 Share Posted October 3, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tirenas 677 Share Posted October 3, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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