THE CONSTRUCTION OF FORT LOCHES

[bickando 3967]

THE CONSTRUCTION OF FORT LOCHES

Completed 9^th of the Amber Cold, 1715

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For months men had been sculpting the land. It was, at first, the work of farmers ordered into their work by Imperial decree. Men with calloused hands and hard stares had piled up dirt and earthen mounds into a broad hill which blocked the horizon from behind the river. The work took long, hard hours but was finally done - facing the still placid Leuven.

 

The next week a singular cart trundled along the road, stopping just before Nordengrad. With a soft bounce a uniformed figure leapt from the back, loudly berating the labourers waiting for new orders. These men were not the farmers but instead the urban poor of Helena, taken out and forced into hard labour. Browbeaten but loyal, they rolled out the enormous stones from the cloth-covered cart and pushed them up the hill. Pausing with a sigh - only for a moment lest they catch the overseer’s whip - the work of pushing the stones together quickly followed.

 

Only the very base of the grand tower had been built when news came of treachery to the East and the threat of swords pressed against Helena and its citizens. It was news to make the labouring men weep and their hearts shake, but all it did was force the commander into greater action. The next day a new batch of soldiers arrived, helping the fortifications rise ever higher.

 

With each day the fortification gained new heights, blocking out the sun on the far side of the fortification. Sprawling, maddening scaffolding sprung up about the enormous fort as men swung wildly from ladders and jumped from height to height. Occasionally a man fell - injured or dead - only to be quickly cleared away. Even the blood on dusty tracks did nothing to halt the fort’s rise.

 

Within a month it was done. The fort, perfect and finished. It was an ugly and brutish creation, squat and made of broken cobbled stone mashed together; enormous banners hung from the walls, woven by the women of the palace. The seat of its architects, Robert d’Anpalais and William Jrent, there had not existed as dominant a fort for years.

 

It was ugly, but it would serve its purpose - Helena would be protected from any threats, provided the walls of Fort Loches held.

 

[!] An artist's depiction of the fort lays below the missive. [!]

 

[garentoft 9265]

achilius wants to go visit

[Aeus 2653]

“Death will rain down onto the landless Emperor and his treasonous followers from the peaks of Fort Loches- may she stand tall and proud for generations to come, a reminder of the power and strength of our prosperous Empire!” Exclaims Robert d’Anpalais, addressing the men at the base of the fort.

[nordicg_d 1847]

*Donald Dabber arranges a date to come do a health and safety check of Fort Loches. 

 

 

[ironhex1 4]

Charles-Louis Preussens raises a brow as news and descriptions of the ugly castle reaches Reza, commenting to his sister Elisabeth, “Quite kind of them to pile up some stones for the rebuilding of Helena right out in front of the city for us.”

[Nathan_Barnett36 1564]

“Theres nothing inside Fort Loches other then cobblestone walls, I don’t know how you could even use it” says Siegmund

[Inferno_Ougi 1454]

Hannibal raised a speculative brow, as it was he who devised the towers and hanging bridges. Despite this, he was still proud to see it built. Hannibal returned to bed, to miss another field battle.

[_Stigwig 1510]

12 minutes ago, ironhex1 said:

Charles-Louis Preussens raises a brow as news and descriptions of the ugly castle reaches Reza, commenting to his sister Elisabeth, “Quite kind of them to pile up some stones for the rebuilding of Helena right out in front of the city for us.”

 

“There is no way our enemies will attain victory when they refuse to even sally forth to meet us any more!” Exclaims the Prince of Alstion.

 

[Diegueteisback 2]

An august fortress say Daemon Merentel when he look the depiction

[Harri 4815]

daniel continues to dig the trenches and the underground defences out with a smile on his face

[trinn 5146]

A peasant, low born and with grime upon an otherwise youthful countenance, keeps digging for the construction of such a fort. She wipes the sweat off her brows, thinking of simpler times in the jungles of the farfolk lands. 

[1_Language_1 1671]

 

Timothy can’t wait to knock that thing down faster than that child’s ‘wooden block tower’ toy.

[Archbishop 1784]

“How desperate.” said Archbishop Zachery.

[HurferDurfer1 2979]

 "like my ancestors before me I shall yeet that empty *****." States his serene Wickness Bottle Wick king of the sappers.

 

[Christ 939]

Te shu asks "where's my throne."

 

Valdorik Volaren looks at the depiction of the rectangular prisms stacked on top of each other then asks his fellow reivers "Small tower is better." @Thornz @MCPancakes