A Declaration of Jihad

[Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167]

 

 

Jihad

“We let those know of our struggle because we are not afraid. We are proud and strong, and will fight to our last breath to preserve our ways of life.”-  Muntasir Sarsour

 

A religious service within the Masjid[mosque] of Al-Wakrah begins, filling up rather quickly. So many distraught citizens arrive to find peace in faith, and soon enough not even the masjid itself can contain all the people, the men and women spilling outside of the entrance just to hear the word of the Creator. As prayer ends after some time, the majority of the congregation stays within the Masjid, asking many questions of what is currently going on within our nation. Is this the end of us? Should we give up while we’re ahead?..

 

Faiz Kharadeen, the Imam[priest] of the masjid, soon stands at the podium. The old, proud man stands to confront the entire crowd, a white bandage wrapped noticeably over his face as he raises a hand, silence falls upon the congregation. He then speaks,

 

“As-Salam alaikum, my brothers and sisters. I have heard your pleas and your concerns on what has been going on as of late, and I am here to tell you everything...”

 

He pauses for a moment, closing his eyes as he takes a small breath inwards and speaks aloud for all to hear. A young Qalasheen man sits by with a quill and scroll, prepared to jot down every word that Faiz utters, prepared to construct new pamphlets to spread across the lands.

 

“It all began with a betrayal, by our first and previous High Dictator, Decimus Frederick Rovin! We sought peace and tranquility under his reign, for he promised to ‘make us great’ again. But, he has valued Oren more than ourselves, and claims that I value the Urguanites more over than you all. He bartered for money to fight the war for Oren, while I had aided the Dwedmar with Honor and Loyalty due to a defensive alliance signed through ink and the swearing by Allah! He had attempted to ruin our chances of victory to appease his greed for COIN, there is no honor in that! He has even attempted to declare that the defensive alliance we made with the Dwedmar was to be nulled and void with the formation of Vandoria, but such things can not be nulled when it is sworn upon Allah. Allah is the one true God of our world, he created us and he could taketh us away. To swear upon His name and to lie and take back your words afterwards is a grievous sin, you all know this! So do the men and women who follow Canonism!

 

Frederick Rovin then became distraught and upset, for whatever reason, and declared within his decree that we are all ‘degenerates’ and ‘sinful’! Curses be upon the name /Frederick Rovin/ for his ignorance! He knows not of your histories, of your ties, of who you are! You are the good people of Khalestine, you are the proud and dutiful servants of Allah! But, he does not see this and decides to give the keep known as Ard-Ghorrock over to Oren as a means to show his new found loyalties to them. That same land I had granted him and Nafis Yar long ago, as a kind gesture from one friend to another. I had not asked for coin. I had not asked for their loyalties... All I had asked from them was to keep us safe from the east and for their friendship; but I see now they do not keep to their promise. Even the once proud Qalasheen man, Nafis Yar, has betrayed us! He left us to join alongside Frederick Rovin’s treachery, but did not leave without making an attempt on my life!”

The Imam gestures to the bandage wrapped around his face as he continues,

 

“Nafis then has the audacity to create propaganda, to split our people away from one another without daring to show his face within our nation! For this, I issue the title Al-Jaban[The Coward] upon Nafis Yar!”
 

 

Faiz pauses, breathing in and out heavily as he clenches his fists and thinks through his words carefully. He closes his eyes to ensure what he is about to say is sure, and nods as he speaks aloud once again.

 

 

“From this day forward, I denounce my loyalties and ties to House Rovin and issue the title Al-Khayin[The Traitor] to Decimus Frederick Rovin! I see now they do not know what honor, loyalty, and friendship means… They have only shown to be poor leaders, sending their respective nation into ruins! Yet our nation shall not fall to ruin! For we are strong and pious! I will allow my son, the blessed second Caliph of Khalestine, to decide whether or not House Kharadeen shall continue its ties with the Rovins. But, know with a heavy heart I strip my own loyalties to them for the pain they have brought upon you all, as well as the pain they brought upon myself.

 

 

 

 

 

But, know this! Regardless of all that has transpired, we are not a dead nation! We are a proud, honorable, and faithful people! We shall not lose hope when they claim none is to be found! We now stand united with our dwarven friends, who have been there for us for decades now! They have only been kind and respectful to us throughout all these years, unlike the Orenians! Where was the respect and gratitude for when we won house Savoie and the Crown the Ducal Wars? There was none. What did they do when we asked them to quell the groups that were causing trouble within our realm? Nothing. What did Urguan do when we minorly aided them when the Frostbeards rebelled, and for the few battles against Oren we aided them with? They thanked us through the bottom of their hearts, and even compensated us with materials and goods for what we had lost! What did Urguan do when we had a pack of rowdy Legionnaires within Al-Wakhrah? They were reprimanded and even suffered severe lashings! So, tell me my people, who are the better friends, the truest of allies?!”

 

Faiz Kharadeen pauses once again to regain his breath, taking this time to glance at the faces of those within the crowd as he speaks up again.

 

“We are in a state of Jihad, my brothers and sisters! Oren has taken the key to the east from us and have aggressed upon the honorable Orvars! They have attempted to swindle and steal away loyal states of Vandoria with false promises of protection and neutrality! But, we are smart and true! They can not steal us away from one another, no matter how hard they hit us! Let them come to us, for they will not leave with a victory in hand, nor with their lives.

 

From this day forward, we shall fight to end the oppression that Oren rains down upon our realm. Someday, the good elves of Malin shall be free’d of the fears that plague them. Someday, the honorable orcs of Krug shall know never to trust a nation that only whispers for their destruction. Someday, the Dwed of Urguan will be victorious against the continuous aggression's pressed on by Oren. Someday, the men of Horen will know of morals and create new, prosperous kingdoms, unaffiliated with these destructive empires. Today, we ask Allah to guide us to greatness and to victory! Today, we shall stand tall as the great four Descendants watch over us and to protect us! Today, we fight to preserve freedom for tomorrow!

 

Let Oren come to us, let them attempt to take our lives! They can strip away our lands, but they can never strip away who we are! We may bend, but we will never break!”

 

 

Faiz raises both his hands in the air in clenched fists, roaring out loud for all to hear as he chants alongside the crowd, their voices booming throughout the city.

 

 

 

"FIDAI FIDAI FIDAI!"

 

 

 

OOC-

Gl trying to read all that friends! If anything, just skip to the part after the music video to get pumped.

For a disclosure to prevent people from getting angsty against the word 'jihad'. The term means struggle, and our nation is currently in a state of struggle to fend off against the great orenian menace! It doesn't mean "kill all infidels!" or anything like that, so don't worry! Allah guides us to greatness.

[Pureimp10 5691]

Britannus simply shrugs as he hears of the call to jihad.

 

"Makes no difference, they've been fighting with the dwarves since the start of the war."

[Rig 17580]

"Their suicides will not go unnoticed," remarked Gareth Hawthorne upon hearing about the declaration. "I've no doubt that these fools will die, and I will enjoy watching the slothful false Quali perish to their own zealotry."

[Publius 4098]

Publius fumes at this, his hearing of the declaration driving him out of his secluded cabin in the mountains of Avar and back to Felsen, his face a radish like red with outrage.

 

He enters Felsen, his demeanor almost animal like as he strides quickly down the main street into the square. His most peculiar nature lands him much attention before he managed to step atop the foot of the fountain, his posture perfect and stature made to look grand in his outdated, yet finally tailored attire. He wastes little time before he calls out to the people.

 

"By GOD my people, we have a new opponent to peace!"

 

 

 

"That is right dear folks, more propaganda, more lies, and worse yet, a deeper commitment to bloodshed for both of these things!

 

Who would the new ally of mayhem happen to be, you would quickly ask? Why, no one less than the washed up Faiz Kharadeen! I am certain none among us are shocked though, knowing the dishonest way he did diplomacy with Oren!

 

He now calls his people against Oren, her vassals and her allies, daring to lie and SLANDER as is convenient for him and his cause! He calls Nafis Yar, a Qalasheen representing the values priorto Vanderguan's formation a coward for resisting the hypocritical actions of Harold Winter the Fourth, yet speaks also of honour. Honour! The gall of this man! He sites a defensive treaty with Urguan from his reign, when such is a moot point in their declaring war on Oren! He sites his support of the Savoyard kings and his disappointment at not gaining enough gold, when they were not strong enough to survive the aftermath of the war! He of course does not dare mention our current government - the one who begged for defensive treaties with all parties it currently fights!

 

He dares call Oren the aggressor, he dares  to do this knowing full well he could not declare war on Oren morally because the Dwarves had not been aggressed, but rather Oren was! He now only commits to his agenda now that the Rovin's have given over their lands to us, with his sited reason for "treachery". What of his treachery to his own people, with hisincessant lobbying for war driving Decimus out in the first place!?

 

How dare he insult Oren and call it oppressive, when the High Elves were given independence by simply raising the issue. How dare he insult peace, and attempt to demonize Orenian's! Worse yet, how dare he offend GOD himself by claiming his political aims are the direction of GOD himself!?!

 

Freedom is so often mentioned, when the sovereignty of his own people were pawned away to give a better chance to the enemies of the leadership and NOT the people they lead! He does not mention this, but rather drones on about Orenian immorality, when the punitive nature of their attacks come in retribution against a war declared by the people he claims are more honourable than thee!

 

Rather than pursue peace, this man seeks blood people, do not be fool, any of you! When you fight, know that it is not against the man in front of you, but the puppeteers over them, who are kept awake by the thought of not being able to establish an empire over humanity!

 

No more of this talk of moral high ground, it was lost with the swing of axes at the faces of abrasive diplomats, it was ended with perpetrating lies to see lives lost in a war AGAINST  the interests and desires of his people, and mocked now by this call for raising the stakes in a war he had one of the greatest opportunities to prevent! I have faith this war will end soon and on terms that are sustainable, but by GOD you must be blind to not see his attempts to make this process impossible! 

 

I remain here, a faithful servant of peace and good will like many on both sides, but a starch opponent to those like Faiz and Harold! By GOD I hope we are blessed with the strength to end them, but the temperament to stay our hands beyond them!

 

Let us pray that the light is seen from behind these towering, dark figures!"

 

Publius would hop down, quickly sending letters across the lands, doing his best to fight against the hate that has damned many to this day, and threatens to damn many more...

[Nathan_Barnett36 1564]

"Someday which is not today or in any years to come" says Ivan

[Arteh 1837]

 

 

 

Ali from the corner shop sits in his store, pondering at the future of Caliphate and of his kinsmen. He continues a loud chant which begins to echo throughout the lands. 

[Skippy 2466]

4 minutes ago, Pureimp10 said:

Britannus simply shrugs as he hears of the call to jihad.

 

"Makes no difference, they've been fighting with the dwarves since the start of the war."

[[Spot the dude who didn't read the post]]

 

Thorgran Ireheart would offer his aid to any Qalasheen man or woman who needs equipment in order to aid in the war effort. He also invites them all to the feast which will be held in 15 minutes at Kal'Akash!

[Travista 1361]

Shreck'Lak is saddened to hear his fountain swamp has fallen before the rabble which dares to defy Arteh's Oren's might

[LPT 771]

"The heathens can say what they wish about defending against some sort of struggle, they will not know struggle until they are being banished to the depths of hell after their judgement from the all might true GOD." Says Archbishop oliver to a few worried laymen upon hearing the news

[InfamousGerman 1553]

"These hashish smokers are harmless." mutters Fiske.

[MajesticOwyn 334]

Morvan joins in on the chanting from the crowd, his fist thrusting towards the cloudless sky on repeat. While out of place, the large northern man supported Faiz and the true Qalasheen, his friends. 

As the crowd died down, Morvan would begin to lumber away, a slight limp in his step. He'd heft up his Zweihander, laying the flat of the blade against his shoulder, it's gleaming tip pointed towards the sky.

"I am glad that folk like Faiz and Arlen hold power, and not the cowards like Nafis, who takes the laws of his own GOD into his hands." He'd smile as the last words left his lips, his aged and weary face lighting up. 

[Jonificus 2741]

"Crusades now." Demands a disgruntled Ser Caspar de Gueux to his local bishop.

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Enepay rode across the Qalashi desert on his trusty mare, Maysam. He pulled the reins to bring the horse to the halt, gazing up at the sky to see a wisp of smoke.

"I'm coming, Naf." He muttered, spurring his equine friend onwards to Ard Ghorrock.

[Pureimp10 5691]

13 minutes ago, Ⓢⓚⓘⓟⓟⓨ said:

[[Spot the dude who didn't read the post]]

((I never read anything you lot post, seeing as how most of it is propaganda or just anti-oren "my freedom" posts. Most of them say the same things, anyways.))

 

Boris Cassius readies the men of the vladovic regiment to fight in the upcoming siege.

[Jachnun 566]

 

 

Yitzhak Klepter sighs going to defend Oren.