TO THE CRAVENS WHO CROW

[trinn 5146]

TO THE CRAVENS WHO CROW

 

 

In response to the news of every event - whether it be victory or defeat for the Imperial forces - there comes the endless horde of those who crow and deride Our forces; those who proclaim they can do better or will do better. It is an endless litany of boasts, of half-baked claims, of haughtily barked and arrogant attempts at pretending superiority. Enough, is the message we offer.

 

I have no qualm with celebrating in righteous victory. It is the right of the strong to assert their power and claim that they are the victors - to squash the weak and revel in their defeat at the hands of a greater force. Yet these Elven folk who laugh and castigate Our forces have not claimed any such victory. In the field my Dragon Knights stand undefeated, while the rest of the Imperial forces evenly trade blows with our enemy and do Our Crown proud with their brave actions. They can point to no victory that is not matched; no overwhelming defeat.

 

It is to address thus that We make this simple offer. If the Elvenesse truly believe that they are the greater force, if they have any faith in their constant boasts that theirs is the cause upon which might resides then they are implored to come and meet Us in battle. It shall be upon any random field, in an organised conflict. We stand ready to fight, and ready to win. We stand ready to prove our strength by force of arms and vanquish the crowing enemies who flee at the sight of Our might and yet dare deride us - are you ready to do the same?

 

You sit and boast that this is an ‘Age of Elves’, an age for the ending of Our Empire. I have but one message - prove your boasts with hard steel. I have faith in the strength of my own arm - do you? I have faith in the valour of my own armies and their belief - do you? I stand ready to vanquish the enemies of this Empire - do you?

 

There is no need for this conflict to degenerate further. Meet Us upon the field of the battle, meet Our challenge, and prove your strength and right to crow, or prove yourself the cowards and cravens that I can see is true in your black hearts.

[SubscriptShark2 197]

Jan would go out and say “Ave Imperium!”

[panda_bear 127]

“Ave imperium!” Eric shouts from the square of curon

[mmat 7460]

“This moronic valah wench enjoyed the sight of flames cast by my noble phoenix before. Perhaps soon, she will enjoy even warmer flames, at an even more personal level.”

[Unwillingly 18133]

"INCEST" Screams cybean

[Rainbow 111]

Mayan gazes upon the paper, rolls her eyes at the drama, and then crumples her copy simply. It remains wedded up on her desk as she goes about making medical salves.

[GhostSHTR 1205]

“Ave Imperium” yelled Ser Bjolfr 

[Zhikarta 4064]

With the first battle of the war against the Elven Union drawing near, Ser Aldis Chase proudly pressed his fight against his heart as he prepared his men for the war to come. ”None shall stand in our way. The treacherous Elven Union shall fall at last! AVE IMPERIUM!”

[Jentos 9425]

One poor scholar shrieked. He moaned. He cried out. He burned. He would not be heard.

[Kaelan 1918]

“Funny how these kind of things work. I suppose it is the flaw of men and their short lifespan... Their history fades with each generation that passes and they quickly forget that we were once brothers fighting side by side.” Lyemar Aureon would mutter to himself as his gaze lay on a set of armour that belonged to the El’Chirr of the Sirame. 

[JustMeMorgan 2066]

“Wasn’t the entire premise that you guys felt attacked, kinda showing your full colours here. The Elven Union was mostly made because of Imperial Madmen”

[Mavromino 514]

"Or we could be strategic and attack in a time and place of our choosing to give us a greater edge." Osheim says, speaking the obvious.

[Treshure 5817]

“Why do you care about elves?” asks Thexan. “We’ve made it clear this is a defensive effort. There is no interest in waging conquest. Yet, it seems you thirst to fight.” 

 

He mulls over the words for a few moments. “Yes. They’re thirsty.”

[Man of Respect 5471]

Daleka prepares himself to get ready for the wurst case.

[Cousin_Otis 97]

“Ahyes, a faction of immoral, incestual, borderline kid-fiddler tier hectopascals calling another faction of immoral borderline molestation tier hectopascals ... cravens. Truly, a war fore the ages. Yet, still, the troglodites with long ears seem to have more soul. Oh, how I wish the Empire could return to the good old days when it had vision instead of petty distraction tactics. Twas actually prideful to call oneself an Imperial. Truly, this memo induces myself to cringe and makes me wonder if they swallowed the blue gem. ” Comments Cousin Otis.