_Stigwig 1510 Share Posted May 11, 2019 THREE MORE GRIEVANCES It was just past dawn in Helena when the messenger-boy arrived, a scrawny lad who wove his way amongst the crowd to reach the centre of the city. Pressing forwards to the nearest soldier he could see - a tall, dark-haired man who stood conversing with the indomitable Ser Carlovac - he thrust the message into the Prince’s hands. With hard, grey eyes turned downwards John quickly skimmed over the proclamation before passing it over to the Knight, spitting out a glob of phlegm in disgust. “Copy up the signatories, boy.” John ordered, lips pursed and hands pressed together as he turned back to the messenger. “We have already executed the first, the false Count Conrad. Have the Legion know the other names, for they have openly pinned their names to rebellion.” Two days had passed before the crowd gathered once more at the guillotine, ushered to their places by the mournful tolling of bells. Two men were brought forth from the crowd: one, a tall and proud man shackled and forced forwards, the second an old patrician recognised by many in the crowd. With the slow clanking of irons and jeers of the crowd, the pair slowly ascended the platform. “Arthur de Falstaff, Marshall of the false-King. Edward Morris, Patrician of Ves and agent of the false-King. You stand accused of treason, having taken up arms against the Emperor Godfrey.” The older man was pushed forwards first, once-noble cape falling and catching upon the muddy floor. A moment’s pause - the high, gentle whistle of falling steel - and his head dropped forwards, bright red blood dribbling down onto the floor beneath. Arthur took his fate more manfully, features upturned in angry resistance. He stepped forwards, pride wrought upon every feature of the young soldier’s face, yet still suffered in turn. Another moment, and the life eeked out of his now-resting corpse, Ser Darius turning away from the fallen man. With a soft sigh John Alexander turned to the crowd. “Another signatory of the false Nenzing Proclamation lies dead, joining Conrad. The Marshal of these traitors lies dead. Our troops have slain Alfred, along with Charles Morris.” “Let these be the 87th, 88th, and 89th Grievances.” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TankM1A2 840 Share Posted May 11, 2019 “We’re gonna need a bigger head basket.” says Ser Carlovac. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vege 4804 Share Posted May 11, 2019 “Letus make it 100 before the year is out.” says Godfrey, Emperor of Man. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Evonpire 2014 Share Posted May 11, 2019 “AVE RENATUS” The Curon Deserter, Evan Pyre said. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lirinya 4021 Share Posted May 11, 2019 Emeline muttered some choice words and swears to her husband. "Be hoped that mine are keeping out of harms way." @LithiumSedai Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
thesmellypocket 1859 Share Posted May 11, 2019 1 hour ago, Vege said: “Letus make it 100 before the year is out.” says Godfrey, Emperor of Man. “No doubt thou wilt come before a judge more terrible than any who walks the earth. For he who judges, and commands earthly power, shall find his lot but temporary, and his liar’s crown but dust.” Frederick Kristoff comments! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heero 4092 Share Posted May 11, 2019 1 hour ago, Arteh said: post the original at least its a eurobeat classic @Arteh)) Afar in Aeldin the company of Renyald de Savoie are shocked once word reaches them Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
osumanduas 1442 Share Posted October 23, 2019 Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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