Light a candle.

[Ioannis 1480]

 

Reign finds himself at the old Dunamis keep. He runs his hands on the walls, his eyes cold, looking around the once lively keep, where men would run around and laughter could be heard from miles away. Now its just an abandoned Keep, left to dot the maps for years to come. After a while, he finds himself in the meeting room and stares the paintings there. His father, uncles and the rest of the people who once called themselves Dunamians. 

 

As the night comes, he finds himself sitted ontop of the walls, staring down at the valley where once his stables were located. A smile forms on his lips as he remembed of how much he complained because of the smell from horse ****. But the smile didnt last long. His eyes focus on an old Dunamian banner in the valley, left there after the victory against Oren. "There was a time when our enemies hid behind their walls when they heard our cavarly charging." says to Vidar, his dwarf companion who came up the stairs. "Many will think that this is the end of Dunamis" He keeps talking but then stops and draws his sword. "When the right time comes, we will reunite under one banner, the banner that lead us into the fiercest fights." He says and looks at Vidar, his eyes filled with pride but yet again sadness. He then notices a rider approaching. He hears the sound of the hoofs hitting the ground and another smile forms on his lips. He knew the rider. He waves at Daeron and he goes down the walls and rides his horse. He gives him a nod, He wants to turn around and look at the Keep for one last time but he doesnt. He instead rides away slowly, following Daeron and Vidar.

 

((Dunamis is officialy disbanded for the time being.))

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

[Lunar 442]

*lights a candle* [*]

[Skippy 2466]

*rides off into the sunset 

[*]

[PJTips. 280]

It's been a good run....

[mitto 2312]

Valor would wake in a sweat filled panic, throwing his sheets to his side. He would slide to the side of his bed, his back arched down, elbows nestled on his thighs. Hands plastered to his face, his breathing profuse.

 

He would sit in silence as the night loomed through the doors. Doors that lead to a balcony. The doors. The doors slammed against the wall as it tattered back and forth against the breeze.

 

Valor would stand up, wiping his face clear of sweat moving steadily to the doors. His hand sliding across the surface, he would find himself standing against the harsh breeze staring off on to the hypnotising saying of the forest before him.

 

"There is a terrible inbalance in the forces at be."

 

He would stare for what felt like a millenia, his thumb and find moving to the bridge of his nose. Lost in thought.

[Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167]

"Meh, ahm still aloive. Suuu..." Faragram taps the hilt of his sheathed blade, riding off on his pony Dinkles to slay some orenians in the glorious name of Dunamis, holding a lit candle in his other hand.

[Bobby123 115]

Sharr wanders into the keep, his hands slowly tracing the walls there where once his home. He visits the room he once forged armour and blades in for his friends and brothers. "Tis a sad day dis one, mana 'ava joined t' ranks and fallen by deh side, maneh a lost brother, we remember ye, all of ye.' A few tears fall from his cheeks, the band of friends and brother he had know for years of his life right from the start has ended. Friends he will treasure dearly  and miss sorely. 

 

((Il miss all you fucks, from the day we first started in 2014 right till now, cya later mates. I hope many enemies enter your frontal eye cortex))

[The Great Mongol Khan 1110]

Osiris looks up into the sun

[idiot 502]

[!] You feel somewhat safer... [!]

[Yankee 130]

Rest In Piece my fellow Dunamians. [*]

[KarmaDelta 969]

May you all have buffed horses in the afterlife.

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[Onslaughted 920]

Danis would be upon a hill, looking over at the Dunamis keep from afar. He would just stand there in silence thinking deeply. He would remember the time when the keep was first built, the mighty walls keeping away it's enemies. The great strength that was hidden away within the walls of the keep. He would remember the time he met his beloved wife, taking her throughout the keep, eventually a family. He would perk a light smile thinking of it, all of the memories. He would begin to speak, mumble to himself. "In time we will reunite again, whether it be in the after life, or whether it will be in this world. I will see you once again brothers, just you wait." he would make his way to his horse that is close by, he would lift himself up on the horse. He would turn his head to look at the keep one last time before he would pull on the reigns, his horse trotting off. 

 

Upon the hill he stood, a Dunamian banner would be swaying in the wind, the Dunamian lands remain quiet and empty. Beside the banner would be a lit candle, remembering the Dunamians. 

[Glocky18 545]

Ser Demetrios would learn the news from his courier and says to him. "Good riddance I say, those fools thought that they could defeat our Glorious Empire..." he orders his servants to start cleaning Nikae. A few hours later his guests arrive and the feast begins.

[drfate786 1690]

A vile figure, cloaked in a crimson shroud can be seen near the Dunamis keep. The shrouded being reveals a gauntleted hand to reach for his two handed blade. Finally drawing the blade he mutters a strange set of words before thrusting the sword into the ground. The shrouded being leaves shortly after to plan the next phase of his grand deception. 

 

[PureMaxim 19]

"Oh my GOD... It's a miracle,"  Axel says plainly as he hears of this news.