Arbitration of 1609

[𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗𝖌𝖚𝖘𝖍 2451]

[!] A blizzard creating around the Mali'Fenn Citadel on the isle of Ceru as negotiations occur between the High King and the Grand King.

"Peace wos almost made here today, Dwarf. If yeh will not duel me and allow the Living to weaken, then I can only hope that I will find and face you upon the battlefield." - High King Donovan de Frey speaking unto Grand King Bastion Ireheart, 1609


 

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Upon Donovan's return to the Krag, he is be stopped by the mass of the Norlandic people awaiting his return each with weary and longing eyes to hear about his travels. As he approaches his people, many who had not seen him since the battle discover a freshly awarded eye-patch crossing his face along with blood staining the flesh near his missing eye. Many eyes look astonished as their King merely ignores the scar across his face as he drags himself off his steed from the long journey. No word is spoken but a great silence looms in the streets as the King steps along glaring as his people step from their homes adorning injuries and mutilations of their own posing a similarity of himself. Meanwhile, hard workers of Norland  with or without limbs continuously hammer away at the siege weapons preparing an extreme defense of the Krag.

The High King relieves some of his people from the duties of building defenses and works on them himself. After an hour or so of hammering nails into wood a large crowd begins to form around Donovan with their pleading eyes searching his for guidance. He staggers up from his knee and wipes the sweat dripping from his forehead while one Norlander steps forward speaking to his King "I take it that negotiations with the Grand King went South since yer helping with the defenses?" the man asks furrowing his brow awaiting an answer. Donovan sighs and rubs his neck replying to the man "After the last siege, a meeting wos rallied in Alexsandria between the World's Leaders. The meeting conducted a request between everyone to lay down our weapons and look to retaking the Westerlands after it fell to the Undead."

 

A frown forms across his face as he switches his view to each of their faces "After this meeting, I decided to reach out to the Dwarf King in search of peace once again. We traveled to the lands of the snow where the Mali'Fenn reside as Prince Aelthir also wished for peace between us and the Dwarves." Donovan rests his tired body against the constructed trebuchet relaxing himself to speak further upon the war "The Grand King and I spoke much on the developments of this war, the things we've seen on the battlefield, the men and friends that have not return from the Cloud Temple, as well as more terms to meet in order to gain this peace. After hours of discussion, we came to a near conclusion that we would abandon the stained history of the Ruric name and repent any action that wos made previously by Thomas Ruric who the Grudge they speak of wos truly against and any other hostilities towards the Dwarf. Though, Uther had settled Mythdort's murder through fist to fist combat with the Grand King and his men he wos still willing to repay the debt through apology and mina."

 

"As this meeting came to an end, we were to resolve on a historical peace between Urguan and Norland... that wos until the Half-Man King requested a surrender of our lands handing everything that we worked for to Urguan even though I mentioned to begin with that we would nay surrender. After nearly settling a century long Grudge against my distant cousin but they wish to continue this grudge and turn their conquest towards the Norlandic people rather." The crowd becomes unsettled with shouts being exchanged from both the front and the back. Donovan begins to grit his teeth feeling the passion and anger of his people as he recalls the length of these talks "I know my people better than anyone and HELL if I will give up these lands to a Dwarf of all things! They wish to continuously conquest Norland but they will have to be able to penetrate the Krag first, IF they can! If these fockers cannot accept a peace between our people's then I will enjoy ripping my blade into each and every one of those Dwarves throats until they realize where the REAL priority lies. The true War against the Undead, for Bastion has fell!

 

 

 

Spoiler

Warzones will be held Thurs. and Fri. before the Siege of the Krag, make sure to attend!

 

 

[iris1612 1780]

Nikolai Rykov sighs as he hears of the almost-peace "Such a shame. The Norland people do not ask for much, and they have made effort after countless effort to make peace, all to be ignored by the Dwed. The Halfmen have made it clear that this is not a war to settle a grudge--rather, it is the aim of the Dwarves to subjugate humanity once more, and the people of Norland are the first to fall."

[KeatonUnbeaten 1103]

A solitary blue and white banner, foreign in these lands, joins the ancient Ruric colours above the Krag.

[Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167]

Faragram Forrester of the lands of the north hears the famous "iron from ice" shout, prepared to march forth to conquer and destroy the whitehills and soon enough take over kingslanding with his superior shield technology

[Cornivore 1292]

"Ave Norland"Ser Uther Grimlee shouts

[Beamon4 1690]

Dimlin would sharpen his Axe "They must pay fer wot they have done...If they cannot accept our terms...Then they must pay en blood"

[Archbishop 1784]

19 minutes ago, Beamon4 said:

Dimlin would sharpen his Axe "They must pay fer wot they have done...If they cannot accept our terms...Then they must pay en blood"

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"What have they done? They refuse to give up their land because your king wants to sell it just for minas. That is their home. Just as you would never surrender your land to Oren, yet peace was achieved every time, whilst it existed. Dwarves are just greedy shits, all there is to it." states Felix Fitch as he heads to the Krag to fight alongside the Norlanders.

[Mj. 697]

Dunamis man Wem prepares to execute stouts

[seannie 7443]

"Good lads in Norland, I should head out and give them a helping hand!" exclaims an unnamed Ruthern, marching off down the road towards the Krag.

[wolfdwg 2677]

A Dunamis mercenary drops a stone from the edge of the battlements to the jagged rocks of the bay. He then giggles.

[Mavromino 514]

Crevin Starbreaker would simply shrug before going back to his preparations for the end of the war. "Yer t'ink yer will win t'is war? T'is is nae muc' a war nae more t'en a slagut'er."  Would prepare his armour for the coming fight.

[MissToni 3565]

Valia Ireheart would look puzzled upon hearing of the hate between her kin and the Norland's. "W'y would t'ose foolis' boys foig't oveh stuff loike t'at w'en yeh could instead play all day wit' toys and pretteh t'ings?" The young princess would say out loud to herself with a giggle. She then went back to playing with a stuffed bear toy and a small white pearl. 

[Mavromino 514]

4 minutes ago, MissToni said:

Valia Ireheart would look puzzled upon hearing of the hate between her kin and the Norland's. "W'y would t'ose foolis' boys foig't oveh stuff loike t'at w'en yeh could instead play all day wit' toys and pretteh t'ings?" The young princess would say out loud to herself with a giggle. She then went back to playing with a stuffed bear toy and a small white pearl. 

 

((Your just asking for a strange person to kidnap you Toni. I give you rep))

[Treshure 5818]

"Kicking a dog while it is down," sneers Eirik. "They would not have dared to do this when Artyom still ruled the land."

[Chryasor 269]

The krags elven steward starts sharpening his sword "So, my lord, war it is still, lets give the Half-Men something to fear this battle!"