Famine of Winter, Brought by Manlets

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“A great read while dropping a load in the privy. I cannot recommend this pamphlet highly enough.” - Nafis Yar

 

Famine of Winter, Brought by Manlets

An Informative Pamphlet on The Opportunistic Harold Winter IV and His Bastard Cohorts.

by Nafis Yar

 

Dear readers, we are at war. And I’m not writing about the Orenian-Vanderguanese War. I’m talking about a war with higher stakes than that war, the Zionist War, and the Ducal War combined and then divided by three.

 

And the battleground is the Vander Ideology.

 

ON HAROLD WINTER IV

 

Just a couple of years ago, no one in the Reich save for the rumored-to be-immortal Faiz Kharadeen had ever heard the name Winter. And as of the 9th of the Amber Cold, 1942, Harold Winter IV is now the Arch-Duke of Vandoria suckling from the teet of a hairy half-man named Rhewen.

 

 

Rhewen

 

And they call it Vanderguan! With that comes the spoiling of the fruits of Vander efforts to breathe life into the decrepit Khalestine. And my Uncle Siris is rolling in his grave side by side with his camel, may he rest in peace.

 

“Imagine,” the Vanderguanese croon, “there’s no oppression. It isn’t hard, it’s true. Nothing to fight or kill for, and no Oren, too.” You may find their side appealing because it rhymes. But so does this: “Hogarth Irongut is ‘witty-witty’. Get him away from the kiddie-kiddies.” And that rhymes four times, good reader. So now you know who is better. (Me).

 

All cruel jokes aside, this Harold IV has dubbed himself the leader of the Vander people, and then makes a half-man the leader of the Vander people. Neither of which were Vanders in the first place! Such bastardization. While I received the news of this new ‘Vanderguan’ yesterday during my morning coffee - note, I myself a Vander - Qali, was in a prison camp after the failed siege of Khro’Nogaak where the half-men cut off my hand and forced me to listen to slantie shanties of industry so I’m a bit late on this news - I accidently spilled the contents of my #1 Dad mug onto my lap. Not only did I doze off a few times later that evening teaching my daughter how to read, it also hurt to piss.

 

We’ll give Harold IV the benefit of the doubt though. Maybe he’s trying to do something grand that I’m just unable to notice.

 

“In an effort to conserve the freedom of all races, we join forces to fight the tyranny sweeping across Vailor” - The Unification Act of The Amber Cold, 1542, Paragraph Two.

 

Out of context, one of liberal values may applaud the goals set forth by Harold IV. It appears genuine and good natured. However, one should look to the actions of Harold IV to understand what he means by “conserving the freedom.”

 

“The two sovereign nations known as The Grand Kingdom of Urguan and the Konigsreich of Vandoria shall hereby be amalgamated as The Grand Empire of Vanderguan under Grand Emperor Rhewen Frostbeard, Arch-Duke of Urguan, and Grand Chancellor Harold Winter IV, Arch-Duke of Vandoria” - The Unification Act of The Amber Cold, 1542, Paragraph One.

 

In order to conserve freedom, Harold IV gives up freedom.

 

Dear reader, all because Harold IV didn’t put much thought into his choice of actions doesn’t mean YOU shouldn’t! Vandoria was never officially involved in this war and could have lived out its time in isolation, focused on its people. However, those left in power have painted Oren as the boogieman and went as far as to plot against and attack allies of the previous Hallowvale regime from Oren which jeopardized and ultimately ruined relations with long-time allies.

 

Harold IV and Faiz Kharadeen had the audacity to bend the knee to one half their size called the Grand Emperor not because they seek freedom from Oren, but because they have a long standing pact with the manlets. They are literally race traitors and have provoked a war that did not need to happen.

 

Who puts these hard-headed one minded people in charge? (The answer is not me!)

 

Now, one might put the blame on Frederick II for “abandoning” Vandoria. Hallowvale men and women were branded as traitors and burned at the stake - the same stake the Vanderguanese fear. However it is Faiz Kharadeen and his vassals who have undermined Frederick’s rule and pushed him out of power for the former’s own selfish desires. And to put Harold IV who has done nothing for the nation in power is absurd. AND THEY STILL CALL IT VANDORIA. There is nothing Vander about Vandoria anymore. Degenerate immigrants were allowed to seep back into the realm and have colonized Al-Wakhrah as an invading force and I’m pretty ******* sure most of them are illegals. (Of the cultist sort.)  The only standing, active force was witch-hunted.

 

And from here on it, Vanderguan will be referred to as Caliguan. There be no more Vanders there. And even this is a stretch because there are no more Qalasheen save for the Kharadeen left in Al-Wakhrah. The rest packed up when I should have as well.

 

A CALL TO THE CITIZENS OF CALIGUAN

 

Nobles, farmers, camel merchants. Your liege lord Harold IV and Faiz Kharadeen have dragged you into a war that no one in Vandoria had business in unless they were doing mercenary work. Your liege lords have put the well being of half-men before yours and they will lead you to destruction.

 

Unless you get your independence!

 

Cast aside Caliguan’s bindings and live for yourselves. And if you play your cards right, you’ll live for many decades to come.

 

Real Vanders and Qalasheen, ride with me. Our White Flame burns brightly.

 

Pray for an end to Winter.

 

 

The weak deserve to die so that the strong may flourish. - Vander Code

[Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167]

Faiz Kharadeen would read the pamphlet and scrunch it up to a ball, grasping onto it tightly with pure anger and distaste "First a betrayal by men I thought to be friends, then this..." he tosses the paper away, ordering all A.A. to destroy all pamphlets on sight.

 

"Frederick 'Rovin' put us in this mess, it was only Hallowvale that continued to fight with Oren through pitiful contracts whilst the rest of the nation fought with the dwarves to honor past ties and the defensive alliance. Nafis holds no honor, only cowardice. Let him spread his illiterate propaganda."

[Rig 17591]

"The weak deserve to die so that the strong may flourish," utters Gareth Hawthorne with a hawkish grin. 

[Eggles the Beagles 252]

One afternoon, Lexa heads out to an old farmer on the outskirts of Caliphate. After exchanging a greeting upon her arrive from horse back the old friend would hand her the pamphlet. Beginning to read it over, slowly her brows would rise the further her eyes follow the text , though her expression would remain the same besides that fact. "As always, many thanks for keeping me up to date with the latest happenings. I'll see ya around, for now farewell." And with that said she'd give them a curt nod, kicking the flanks of her horse. The farmer would be left there scratching their head in confusion, watching the figure on the horizon until it finally disappeared.

[JEEGK 1367]

Hauxir stands next to Gareth, giving a confirming nod with a cheeky smile.

[AGP 3169]

Bertrand supports this effort from his small farmhouse on the other side of the world.

[Suicidium 1295]

Esti ponders on where the Vanders have gone, pushing Johann along as she begins to roam aimlessly throughout the lands. 

 

Esti laments on the loss of the true Vanders. 

[Venym Nyx 87]

"Pha'. How ridiculous.." Ketiley, annoyed, replied as she took the pamphlet in her one hand and immediately crumpled it rather viciously, throwing it behind herself with furrowed brows and an angry expression. With this, she walked away and moved back into Tyravik to ready herself, rather disappointed at Nafis' decision.

"How disappointing that our people we once called friends decides to rally next to snakes. This shows where their true allegiance lies…"

[Zhulik 3559]

Shaheen Alame, a good Qalasheen nationalist, joins the cause under the direction of the Sicarii. Remembering the teachings of Belasarius and Uncle Siris, he vows to slay any harlot who'd openly give up the independence of his qalasheen brethren in exchange for false protection with an inferior dog creature!

[Skippy 2466]

"He sides with the people who killed his company? Poor soul..." says Thorgran

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

It would take time, but word would reach the now wayward stable man, who galloped back towards his home nation with haste.

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"He sides with the people who killed his company? Poor soul..." says Thorgran

 

"The Orenians never did harm to Hallowvale. Faiz did."

[Vanya-ZM 14]

Sivvee, "The Huntress", of Orvar would scoff as she copied her Mother's approach and crumpled the paper, chucking it away. "Feck them. They can go feck themselves for all I care. If I see their faces anywhere in Tyravik, you better bet your ass I'll be the one reaming their-." She growled as she turned away to move back towards her home, clicking her tongue to call over her large Direwolf, Valsguard - The wolf following obediently after.

[MajesticOwyn 334]

"It seems as if Nafis continues to blindly follow those he calls his friends, as he did with Enepay." Morvan would mutter out loud, his eyes scanning the contents of the pamphlet, his expression one of a scowl.

"To suggest that our late High Dictator was undermined and forced out of his rule is ridiculous. Vandoria was plagued with disunity since its forming, and this war allowed the cracks to spread. Those of Hallowvale were the personal banner force of the High Dictator, the most powerful man in the nation, and yet all I ever heard was the whining of children."

 

He'd continue on, addressing his children about the room. 

"Hallowvale was upset that half the nation continued to support the Dwarves in this conflict, yet not once did I see an imperial decree demanding unity behind the war. Not once did I see the High Dictator call a meeting of his own vassals to state his desire of independence, neutrality. Instead, he continued to suckle from Oren's teet and offer forth his soldiers because of simple greed. Instead, the soldiers of Hallowvale complained amongst themselves about Dunamis and the Qalasheen doing the very thing they were; fighting for one side for coin and wealth."

Morvan meanded over to the window, now, his tired eyes gazing out on the snow draped grounds of his village. 

"Frederick Rovin abandoned those who have served his House for nearly the entirety of their lifetimes. In my case, my people have both bled and died for the Rovin cause, dating all the way back to the struggles of early Athera, to the Schism war and onwards. He abandoned Orvar because he was too weak to bring his own nation around. Some of us are forced to fight, if only Nafis saw that. Some of us do not wish to kneel and receive the Orenian boot upon our backs."

He growled loudly and moved over to the fire, tossing the pamphlet within the dancing flames. "This Winter is unproven, yes, and his family has a history. However, I see only him trying his hardest to keep not only the peoples of our nation alive, but that of our greatest allies. Whether the Dwarves are at fault for their conflict does not matter, no people deserves genocide. So we fight."

With that, he'd move past his children sitting at the foot of the fireplace and retrieve his Zweihander leaned up against the door frame. "Come, my kiir. Fleyja Sevlla, Fleyja Fjarri."

[mmat 7460]

"I shall have to slay metal dragons with this honourable man sometime, I hear they drop valuable treasure."

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