The Thorned Crown

[Norland 37]

 

 

Javier Ruric, landing upon the isle of the Krag

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It was a cold, yet sunny day. The Ash Tree basked in the glory of a bright sun. Many people walked in and out of the town square, past the Ash Tree. It was a quiet morning. Few people spoke, and those that did, did so in relative ease.

 

The great horn atop the front gate could be heard throughout the kingdom.

All eyes turned to the road, as the twin iron gates were lifted. Through them rode in two rows the honor guard, each holding aloft the banners of the red and black.

 

Javier marched back to the Norlandic capital of Vjorhelm, after having gathered many Norlandic Militias to aid Norland in a war. He dismounts, and walks to the throne room, his armor as black as the void, many furs covered the surface of his armor, his appearance grizzled, and skin aging, He then stops. He looked at the man upon his throne, it was his son, Jevan Ruric, with the Jarls and Knights of Norland devising battle plans on how to hold the Krag. Javier walked up to where his son sat.

 

“For once you are doing something without my instructions, my reign has come to an end”

 

Javier set the crown upon the edge of a nearby mantle. The flames beneath it seemed to crackle in a nervous blaze. The Gold of the crown seemed to reflect the eyes of dozen men, who watched the crown be removed. The crown had been removed for all to see, and in that moment, the fate of Norland rested upon that mantel.

 

Javier looked at his son, pride within him. He nodded to the gathering, before turning on his heel and heading upstairs. Perhaps this was the beginning of the end for Javier the Undefeated, he who had carried Norland out of it’s dark days on the brink of destruction. A moment passed and Jevan stood, walking to the fireplace where the crown rested. He took it in his hands, and then placed it upon his head.

 

There was no cheer. There was no battle cry. The room was silent, for they all knew this was not yet the coronation. They all knew what trials were yet to come. Jevan looked on at those who had gathered before him this day. He took a deep breath, and slowly ascended the stairs to the throne once again. Jevan took his seat, and spoke his first words under the crown.

 

“Shall we begin?”

[rukio 8924]

Elle Noctuid waves a hand dismissively. "Jevan is not fit for leadership, his first action was to abandon the Red Faith. A faith that kept many Norlanders safe. Vile....horrible choices." 

[Pando_ 446]

10 minutes ago, cuckio said:

Elle Noctuid waves a hand dismissively. "Jevan is not fit for leadership, his first action was to abandon the Red Faith. A faith that kept many Norlanders safe. Vile....horrible choices." 

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"The only vile actions which I have seen is which when members in the Raid Faith violently attempt to convert those who oppose their correspondent religion." Ser Edward would scoff

[Narthok 10416]

"The Thorned crown is made of wood and has been stolen, the Eiriksson retards out themselves once more as lacking a single brain amongst their foul clan" Arthas would muse upon hearing the news

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

1 hour ago, Norland said:

“Shall we begin?”

 

From a foreign land, a Dragon Queen would feel a rift in the universe.

[rukio 8924]

1 hour ago, Pando_ said:

"The only vile actions which I have seen is which when members in the Raid Faith violently attempt to convert those who oppose their correspondent religion." Ser Edward would scoff

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Elle once more waves a hand dismissively. "Norlandic goon, your lack of faith in the All-Father is saddening. I hope he guides you to a better path. Your raiders are the vile ones, no priest or anyone of any genuine merit has attempted to force a conversion. It is....not allowed, nor approved of."

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Just now, cuckio said:

Elle once more waves a hand dismissively. "Norlandic goon, your lack of faith in the All-Father is saddening. I hope he guides you to a better path. Your raiders are the vile ones, no priest or anyone of any genuine merit has attempted to force a conversion. It is...." She pauses for a moment. "Not allowed, nor approved of."

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"Norlandic Goon? Ha!" he'd cackle resting upon the three chests of arrows the kook made for him.

[rukio 8924]

2 minutes ago, Pando_ said:

"Norlandic Goon? Ha!" he'd cackle resting upon the three chests of arrows the kook made for him.

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Elle Noctuid simply smiles as he further proves her point.

[Pancakehz 2279]

Just now, cuckio said:

Elle Noctuid simply smiles as he further proves her point.

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"down for some bed wars?"

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Velarius tries on the chestplate of Thoromir. "Fits me well!"

[Anderssn 1115]

17 hours ago, Norland said:

Javier set the crown upon the edge of a nearby mantle. The flames beneath it seemed to crackle in a nervous blaze. The Gold of the crown seemed to reflect the eyes of dozen men, who watched the crown be removed. The crown had been removed for all to see, and in that moment, the fate of Norland rested upon that mantel.

 

"Except I have the Thorned Crown now." Says Reginald