The Death of a Simple Man

[Eddywilson2 2117]

 

 

 

 

"Whatever just cause your casus belli draws from is a falsity, and your arrogance in dealing judgement on our peoples through acts of war has been no short of tyrannical and imperialistic." -King Tobias Staunton on A Final Olive Branch to the people of Haense

 

"Attacking refugees and simple-folk who would rather leave their land than fight is as imperialistic as the very Empire you sought to bring down!" exclaims High Pontiff Owyn II to the Courlandic court. Negotiations had gone down the drain before they even started. It worried Owyn who looked around the hall remembering when he was last there. At least this time he wasn't on the floor with a spear in his stomach on the edge of death. "Vassalize Mardon and convert to the True Faith. You have my deal." says Lord Chancellor Frederick Staunton as he stands in frustration. "There is no more to be discussed here. Take our generous offer or leave."

 

"Take the generous offer and leave your heretical ways." chimes in Nikolas, a priest of the True Faith. Owyn could feel his heart pounding as the court looked upon him. He had followed and worshiped GOD the entirety of his life. He could not give it up even if it meant the safety of the Haensetic refuges and Mardon folk from attack. He could not let them be ruled by tyranny. "We shall be taking our leave then." says Owyn quietly before turning to leave with his two companions Charles and Charles Augustus Horen.

 

"I'll see you lads safely out of the city." says Alfred, a kind Courlander who approached them. "Thank ya, it is good to know a kind heart is still in these parts." returns Owyn. The journey out of the city was uneventful. Thanking Alfred, the three companions turned towards the cart to return home. That was when they noticed Valkenier, spawn of Iblees, slowly approaching. The creature drew its blade with a sinister look. "I have my orders." is all that came out of its mouth before it attacked Owyn. Barely grabbing his axe in time, Owyn knocked aside the blade. However, the creature continued forward and plowed Owyn back.

 

Springing into action, Charles Augustus draws his sword from his sheath and sheers through the creature's chainmail, leaving a gorge of rot. "Back away!" exclaims Charles as he goes to protect Owyn from the beast. It was then when Owyn noticed five soldiers in Staunton garb led by Ser Elias de Castro charging into the fray. "We are saved." breathes Owyn is a sigh of relief as the Staunton soldiers charged forward into the fight.

 

Except they weren't.

 

Charging past the Neophyte, Ser Elias pushed into Charles, swinging his weapon wildly. "RUN! NOW, GO!" shouts Charles at a stunned Owyn. His feet moved in slow motion as Owyn and Charles manage to free some space for them to turn and run from the soldiers. Charles Augustus, now separated from the two, turned and ran in his own direction into the woods the Undead and Courland soldiers in pursuit.

 

"And you shall be the rock on which this Church is built. Steadfast and holy." The words of the past Pontiff rang through his ears as the two ran through the woods. All was quiet besides the stomping of dirt and the heave of breath. It was the twang and slow whistle which made Owyn realize they were in trouble. The arrow sank deep into Charles' calf, forcing him to the ground hard. Turning, Owyn goes to help his friend but is met with the words he most feared. "Leave me! I'll slow them down as much as I can." shouted Charles to his friend. With a single nod and last look at the approaching Undead and Stauntons, Owyn turned on his heel and ran.

 

"I am proud of you, brother. No matter what name you may take, you shall always be my brother." Owyn grumbles, if Deryk were here, they would never have gotten into this situation. The trees began to thin as the landscape began to open up. Grinning with joy, Owyn doubles his pace to leave the enemy behind. Passing through the last trees, Owyn smiles in triumph as he realizes he had escaped his enemies. He never saw the arrow that sheared through the flesh on his back into his heart.

 

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Charles Augustus, while most of the soldiers followed the Pontiff, manages to escape. Word spreads of the Pontiff's death and how it took place as bells toll in each Canonist nation. Owyn II, formally known as Rory Othaman, was dead.

[Piov 2643]

Sixtus IV would welcome Owyn II to the Seven Skies. "Peace and blessings from GOD upon your entry." 

[Chimp 528]

"They will pay!" Shouted pierre from the top of his horse.

[FlemishSupremacy 6115]

Valkenier would stop, seeing that his arrow had struck true. He lowered his short-bow, having completed his orders. As he returned to Aleksandria to report his success, he wondered who he was just send to kill, but concluded it mattered not.

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Anna Sophia would sign the lorraine upon her chest, a slight frown upon her visage as she went to tell those in Ostwick of the Pontiff's passing.

[B 173]

Charles Augustus Horen signs the cross, "We've lost something great today, more dust, more ashes, yet never forgotten. The darkness of Courland holds dominion, black as death, clear by their actions. Tabards of green conspired with undeath, a testament to their Kingdom's true nature. Vile." 

 

With that, the fleeting Horen begun haste for the Westerlands. 

[Legoboy7984 3155]

Ser Markus would see Owyn II appear in the Seven skies.

"Oh?, hello Owyn didn't expect you to be here so soon."

[Jaigalar 541]

  Otto hears of the passing of the Pontiff, remembering the somewhat jolly Pontiff as a righteous and just man. He wondered what would compel one to dispose of such a person. He'd sign the Lorraine with a frown, praying for the Pontiff and his followers.

[Pureimp10 5691]

Lukas would open up the scroll onboard his House's ships, reading its contents. He'd set the message aside, making a sign of the Lorraine Cross and cursing the Pontiff's attackers under his breath.

[Archduchy of Lorraine 287]

The Kingdom weeps.

[Guest]

"****'s sake," remarks Quinn Falk, disjointed by this sudden loss. "If the religious folk can die from this ****, is there really a God?"

[Valentyn 136]

Princeps Valentyn hears the news and smiles as he looks at the constant doubt that came with The True Faith emerging

 

They doubted everything from us, our success, our passion, our lives. The tables have turned from being the schism faith to now being able to prove that we are the one true faith. This man was a simple mislead man, for I gave him the chance to come to the light, but he chose to side with heretics.

 

Princeps Valentyn would then say a simple prayer to have mercy on the mislead man

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

"You idiots didn't bury everyone who saw it happen. Poor assassination attempt, I rate it a two out of ten." says a man with experience offing pontiffs who does not mentally broadcast his actual name

[JuliusAakerlund 2402]

Carr Colborn welcomes the Othaman to the seven skies a warm smile plastered on his face as he sees his dear friends ilk. "Rest Othaman, you did your duty and be proud of your accomplishments your ancestors smile upon your worth."

[Temp 2006]

A simple Owynist gives his condolences for the death of a non-combatant before returning to his duties against the undead hordes.