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*A crowd gathers as survivors of the massacre that took place at the ball arrive in Felsen a man stands upon the town criers platform and begins to call out to his

fellow citizens.

 

Lords, Ladies...my fellow citizens of this great Empire. You see today the victory the rebels claim. An attack on a peaceful ball held to celebrate peace in the empire. That! Is what these rebels are rallying to slay, peace.... Thomas Ruric is a madman who's only goal with this slaughter of citizens or "rebellion" as he so calls it, is to slaughter innocent men, women and children. He wishes to throw out the framework of peace and stability we have laid down in the realm, like some discarded tunic! Nay! Nay I say!

We shall not. No! Cannot! Allow this madman who claims to be a leader of the people to invade our lands and slaughter our people!

Not too long ago, two friends of mine were talking to a farmer loyal to the crown who had been displaced by the rebellion, and in the midst of his story one of my friends turned to the other and said, "We don't know how lucky we are." And the farmer stopped and said, "How lucky you are? I had someplace to escape to." And in that sentence he told us the entire story. If we lose freedom here, there's no place to escape to. This is the last stand on earth. We have never faced a tougher enemy in the long climb from feuding clans fighting over the fire, to the freedom and religion upon which this empire was founded! We are not fighting an army of the undead. We are fighting ourselves! We are fighting against our own brothers and sisters, coerced into fighting for the mad Thomas Ruric! During the first day of the rebellion. Thomas Ruric stood proudly in front of the chaos or as he called it his "ranks" that stood behind him shouting insults at the valiant defenders inside ready to give their lives. His "ranks"  consisted of Orcs and dreadlanders fighting each other as they crowded the shining light of the empire in the fashion of moths to a flame. But you could look to the rear of the chaos and seen young men and women no more than sixteen! Scared.... Their faces full of terror as they thought of how they may have their oh so very young lives cut short! Forced to fight for a madman! Because that is what Thomas Ruric does! He uses violence to get what he wants. I heard a story of how he tied up his loyal thane whom he thought didn't kill enough of her fellow citizens. A story of how he mutilated and maimed this young girl who gave everything to him. He inflicts violence and terror upon his own subjects! What horrors do you think he shall visit upon us should he be victorious? But need not worry as it wont happen. We cannot! Allow it to happen, we must use every resource available to hamper his forces and subdue his rebellion and restore the much loved peace to this land! 

You and I have the courage to say to our enemies, "There is a price we will not pay." "There is a point beyond which they must not advance. The destiny of man is not measured by material computations. There's something going on in time and space, and beyond time and space, which, whether we like it or not, spells duty." 
You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. 
We'll preserve for our children this, this glorious and wonderful empire! The last best hope of man on earth, or we'll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness. 

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Aleksander continues to sing.

 

"Rule Orenia,

Orenia Rules the way,

Orenians never never 

Shall be slaves."

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"Train your troops better so a small platoon don't get annihilated by four Dreadlanders!" shouts Elrach.

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An orc face-palms, "Flat latzelf. Awll ub latz." He grunted, as the entourage-prompted cringe ran ecstatically through his orcy blood vessels!  

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1 hour ago, Wûd said:

An orc face-palms, "Flat latzelf. Awll ub latz." He grunted, as the entourage-prompted cringe ran ecstatically through his orcy blood vessels!  

Chuckles, seeing as the orcs get slaughtered without the help of their dreadlander counterparts.

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Shayne erupts into a fit of laughter.

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2 hours ago, 6xdestroyer said:

Chuckles, seeing as the orcs get slaughtered without the help of their dreadlander counterparts.

hides as he sees the truth, going to polish his katana on his basement.

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"Sounds like a man with a plan, one that isn't afraid to do what needs to be done while the Emperor sits on his throne doing nothing but rejoicing in his own wealth and titles..." Roderick states in a matter of fact opinion.

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1 hour ago, Man of respect said:

hides as he sees the truth, going to polish his katana on his basement.

Prepares his smoke bombs

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"Damn zis raevir propaganda..." would murmur Rilkor Niwarsay, a true Aesterwaldian. "Zay never learn."

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37 minutes ago, Arctic_Guard said:

"Damn zis raevir propaganda..." would murmur Rilkor Niwarsay, a true Aesterwaldian. "Zay never learn."

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*A post deports the villainous Thomas Ruric laughing evilly as he rubs his hands together. He devours another heartlander child while he worshiping at the shrine of Iblees

 

 

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"Why do people spend so much time talking about my dad?" Artyom inquires, going back to his reading.

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