Declaration for Courland

[Kevinblabla7 641]

 

Thirty years have passed since the infamous and controversial Courland refugee crisis.

 

 

 

For thirty years the Staunton family lay dormant, waiting. Waiting to take revenge upon the people that betrayed them, lied to them and inevitably, slaughtered them.

Courland is not just a person, it is not just a land, it isn’t even just a name. It is an idea. You can take away people, you can take away land, you can take away their name, but you cannot take away thoughts.

 

On the 2nd of the First Seed, 1593, it was a mild and temperate Orenian night. There was a mellow breeze.

 

The guards spotted a group approaching, nodding to each other. This was a time that they had been waiting for. They raised the gates as a large force galloped into the keep, led by an elderly, dark haired man.

 

The purple and black flag was lowered as a new, all too familiar green and black flag was raised. The Revolution had come to Savinia.

[Reno 239]

Ave House Staunton 

[Vege 4804]

Aleksander orders his Stauntonite troops to garrison Savinia.

[Old Man Roleplay 380]

"Hail to da Kihng"
A red orc grunts in the sky for no reason.

[Tornaedo 1249]

"No... just no. Like no." 

[CaptainHaense 1154]

Hughes would grunt "These people just don't learn, do they?" He'd say through gritted teeth

[Chorale__ 2147]

Loic smiles

[Dohvi 622]

Moved to the Archive. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

[Daisy 9735]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it.