Cold Winds Rising

[Monkee 7369]

 

A Snow Elf attacked and severely wounded, unprovoked. Another, beaten within the Princedom itself. Such transgressions could not be tolerated. Decades had passed since the Coalition War, and it had been many years since a Snow Elf had wielded a blade in anger. All of that changed in a matter of days.

 

A small group of Ivae'fenn raiders rallied within the walls of Velaris, donning the signature heavy armor of the Princedom. In sashes and pteruges of billowing blue fabric, the small party marched beneath the gates, led by their white-cloaked Grand Prince. Tracking the Bronze attackers, they set out from the Isle of Ceru, shortly making landfall upon the Tahnic coast. Their arrival at the gates of the city of Bronze, home of the Kairnites, was swift.

 

Upon the horizon there appeared a large host of Bronze Elves, accompanied by their Reiter mercenaries. Catching sight of the Fennic force, the 'soldiers' of Bronze fled to the safety of their walls. Approaching the opened gates, the two sides stood face to face, silent. It was then that the Grand Prince stepped forth, delivering his demands.

 

"You attacked one of my Ivae'fenn, unprovoked, within the confines of the Dominion. Cede the attacker, Damai Torena, so that he might meet justice. Do this, or we will bring justice to him ourselves, and to all that stand in our way.

 

Silence reigned over the two forces, before a presumable commander of the Bronze Elves stepped forth, delivering his response with a simple, "No."

 

It was then that all hell broke loose. Arrowfire erupted from both sides, sharp missiles whizzing and snapping as they flew through the air, bouncing off of stone and steel plate alike. Raising his blade, the famed warrior Vinic Daemyr was the first of the Ivae'fenn to charge through the gates. Half-Snow Elf and half-Dark Elf, he swiftly pushed through the ranks of the Bronze soldiers and cut down their commander, leaving behind a crumpled mess of blood and armor. Behind him, his comrades rushed into the city, carving a bloody path through the soldiers of Bronze and Reiter mercenaries.

 

It was over in minutes. With only one of the 'fenn wounded, they had managed to butcher the entire Wood Elven host, despite being outnumbered three to one. Bodies of the slain defenders littered the settlement, the green blades of grass stained a deep red in the blood of its inhabitants. Wordlessly, the Ivae'fenn gathered what they needed, and left.

 

Within the Princedom, outside of the gates of Velaris, are mounted two heads on pikes, a brief warning left beneath them.

 

 

As silence fell over the bodies of the slain, any who might wander into the settlement would find a simple message left behind:

 

"Every transgression against Fenn will be met tenfold. Know your place."

 

 

 

[Freischarler 421]

Magnus forgets who the snow elves are, he wipes his rear with the pamphlet and goes back to sleep.

[Holyland 3650]

"Okay."

 

The Okarir'tir of Haelun'or lets out a brief.. chuckle.

[mmat 7460]

"I must've forgotten how hard it was to attack a non-warlike, unprepared nation in a surprise attack whilst armed to the teeth. Truly the snow elves are a brave people."

 

Draken pontificates with his friends.

[Archbishop 1784]

 

"Look like they're norlanders and warhawkes to me, not snow elves." says Felix Fitch.

[Chef891 232]

Ailduin was standing by the gate as he anticipated for the return of the Ivae'Fenn. As they approached Velaris, he stood up straight and a smile started to form around his cheeks, "Bless Wryvun! Again He has protected our kin as they met the enemy in battle." He approached the Grand Prince, locking eyes with his and new instantly that all had been defeated with little to no casualtys to the Ivae,Fenn. "Welcome home Aelthir!" He'd say, "Wryvun has truely blessed us this day!" as he would reach out to shake Aelthir's hand. "Let me help you pound those stakes in." He'd chuckle lightly. "Praise Wryvun, Praise him indeed!"

[herculean_wud 3662]

12 minutes ago, Masterchef89 said:

"Let me help you pound those stakes in.

:eyes: 

[Greener 687]

22 minutes ago, iMattyz said:

"I must've forgotten how hard it was to attack a non-warlike, unprepared nation in a surprise attack whilst armed to the teeth. Truly the snow elves are a brave people."

 

Draken pontificates with his friends.

1

Upvote

 

 

Odin Ireheart mumbles remembering days of old, "I remembur w'en da Orenian armeh armued tu da teeth attacked 5 snuw elves 'ar 'ar."

[Monkee 7369]

37 minutes ago, iMattyz said:

"I must've forgotten how hard it was to attack a non-warlike, unprepared nation in a surprise attack whilst armed to the teeth. Truly the snow elves are a brave people."

 

Draken pontificates with his friends.

2

Upvote

 

"For a non-warlike people they sure love to boast that their culture of Bronze is one focused almost entirely around martial strength, and they sure do love to prey upon their neighboring Mali. It's almost as if these'non-warlike' people literally base their entire culture around being warlike. Ironic, then, that suddenly we are the war-mongerers raiding 'helpless innocent Mali' when all we do is strike in retribution," notes Aelthir!

 

???

[mmat 7460]

1 minute ago, Aeldrin said:

"For a non-warlike people they sure love to boast that their culture of Bronze is one focused almost entirely around martial strength, and they sure do love to prey upon their neighboring Mali. It's almost as if these'non-warlike' people literally base their entire culture around being warlike. Ironic, then, that suddenly we are the war-mongerers raiding 'helpless innocent Mali' when all we do is strike in retribution," notes Aelthir!

 

 

  Hide contents

 

???
 

 

0

Upvote

 

 

Draken had not seen this, he is impressed with wood elven testicular fortitude.

[Ixli 1472]

“Now, do you see?” inquires Varen’thal aloud, his staff resting next to him within the council chambers of Haelun’or.

[LaviniaTheRider 60]

Lavinia returns from her meditation for the day, moving up towards the gates of the Princedom of Fenn. As she spots the head of Damai and beside that the head of Kairn on spikes, she tips her own visage back in a full belly laugh, "Who should we fear now, Damai? The man who attacked three unarmed citizens of the Dominion with his horde of brutes for being banished with just cause? The 'Seed' with only one member? Or the terrifying Bronze Elves who don't understand the basic chemistry of bronze." She pauses, then begins to laugh again, "Bronze tarnishes, Draoi. May the Father end your corruption."

[Freischarler 421]

Magnus also wonders when an organized five on five bout shall be fought to see if these snow elves can put their minas where their big mouths are against the Letholdus power.

[Pinochet 356]

"queers lol" says ivar 

[Hedonism 254]

2 hours ago, Aeldrin said:

 

Upon the horizon there appeared a large host of Bronze Elves, accompanied by their Reiter mercenaries.

 

 

A stormy-gazed Reiter receives word of the Snow Elve's boasts, lofting a brow at the mention of the company, not having recall a single man contracting for this skirmish. 

 

"Hrm." A simple grunt escapes him.