The Bear's March

[Ankalagon_ 258]

 

The snows fall heavier each day, the curse of the Vaeyl has begun to claim its first victims in the cold chills that flow through the Empire and the Southern lands. Crops have begun to freeze, and the world is left with two options. To stay and to die, frozen to the cobblestones beneath our feet. Or leave, and march on to hopefully something beyond that damned wall. 

The entire Curonian navy was summoned in search of a path through the ice, in search of a way to the rumored lands beyond, but they returned having found nothing. We are left with one option. Every man, women, and child shall take all that they can carry. Every horse and every wagon shall be saddled, every blade and every arrow shall be sharpened. The entire Kingdom of Curon shall answer the call of his Imperial Majesty. We march on the wall, be it to victory, or our deaths. We know not if a battle, or a calm walk lays ahead of us. We will not sit back and take no action. 

 

Curon marches with the Empire. We march through snow, me march through ice. I pray we may find a better place. Despite these dark times, I shall not lose hope or faith. Homes can be rebuilt, lives can be renewed. I swear that as long I draw breath, I shall not give up my fight for Curon. Ave Curon, Ave Imperia. 

 

Signed, Jarrack Devereux, Prince Regent of the Kingdom of Curon.

[panda_bear 127]

Uhhh that’s a horse

[osumanduas 1442]

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

 

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