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A Carnatian soldiers fist breaks the ground in a graveyard "Not on my watch...."  he would grumble

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7 minutes ago, Medvekoma said:

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((You called it))

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"It's time. It's. . . it's time."

Gared would chuckle weakly, his hair greying, his shack's fire slowly burning away to nothingness.

Thirty years of this; of waiting. Thirty years on a muddy rock off of Ceru. It's time to go home.

He'd grab up his uniform, throwing it on with vigour he hadn't had in decades; with a passion he hadn't felt since Westmark; with resolve that hadn't been so strong as when they'd first raised their banners in rebellion.

He said a silent prayer and hoped Aleksander was still alive.

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A Courlandian bard recites a ballad about the Pheonix Rebellion.

 

 

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"Ah good, the Stauntons are back. And for good this time." The man grins slightly in glee.

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"There is no Staunton-Horen-Vimmark, I'm the only member of my House with direct Staunton blood in it. I ask you cease and desist, my House is already dirtied thanks to my son I would not see its name further dragged through the mud." remarks Maric

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Stephen Staunton-Horen-Vimmark-Barbanov-Chivay-Ashford-Sola-Kovachev-Ruthern-Vanir-Locklear mounts up.

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11 minutes ago, yopplwasupxxx said:

Stephen Staunton-Horen-Vimmark-Barbanov-Chivay-Ashford-Sola-Kovachev-Ruthern-Vanir-Locklear mounts up.

 

I would rep you but as I've stated many times I'm way outta rep so all I can say is well done 

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A blue hooded elf would grumble at the sight of the banners, heading into the fortress nonetheless

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1 hour ago, Ended said:

A Carnatian soldiers fist breaks the ground in a graveyard

Alex Faelan verbally wonders why the the voices in his head continue to refer to themselves so vaguely instead of growing a pair and owning up to the comments they're making.

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Bell wipes droplets of sweat from his forehead, thankful that he was no longer the primary scapegoat for supposedly "Communist" beliefs, due to his judgement of the reactions prior.

 

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