A Renatian Swan Song

[Icarnus 1669]

A RENATIAN SWAN SONG

 

The Battle of Red Run, c. 1717
Painting commissioned by Maverik MacDonough and Harold Spencerton

 

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Almost a year had crested since the Renatians had finally surmounted victory at Helena; the war, was seemingly in the hands of the Tyrant Empire. Alas, something had to be done and quickly, for morale was low within the Orenian ranks and blood was plenty. At the order of Marshal Henri de Guise, crews of peasantry and unskilled workers flooded the plains of Leuven – directed by Adrian Sarkozic and Aleksandr Vladov, they set upon the laborious task of entrenching the area with palisades and emplaced dikes. The bells were rung, couriers dispatched, it was time to prepare all necessary requisitions and soldiers for yet again another bloody summer.

 

Various skirmishes began the slaughter - setting the tone for what would be known as the Battle of Red Run.

 

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 – For the senseless butchering of the halfling denizens

 – The countless innocents put to the sword in the name of Godfrey the Third

 – The banditry upon the roads and dissipation of trade throughout the entirety of Arcas

 – The treason and insolent demands of the Curonian *****-King

 

 

This is no longer simply a war of Emperors and Empires; they challenge our morals, butcher our wives and children, and desecrate all we’ve lived for.

 

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Lucius Daemyr led the infantry en masse to the field of battle, the screams of the charge and clash of sword and shield could be discerned as far away as the Helbruke Tavern. Liquids both red and unidentified in color lain upon the bestrewn, rotting carcasses. The field reeked of the pungent stench of feces, whether discharged before or after the Renatians met their end do we now question. Raev men of Muscovy allowed the dispersed remnants of the Dragon Knights – littering the field of battle, a moment to draw their final breaths before thrusting their swords into the survivors. No mercy, for where was ours when our forces were shattered?

 

Vydrek ‘Kingslayer’ Volaren commanded the cavalry, leading them upon the rightward flank as lance met flesh and metal. Meeting a numerically superior foe, Vydrek crashed into three of the mounted enemy, casting oneself over his steed as his horse’s rib-cage was met with the steel end of a lance; he quickly brought himself to his feet, swinging his hammer about as to crush all three of the freshly dismounted, their screams could not be identified over his bellows.  

 

”I daresay my backyard has run red!” Exclaimed Count Conrad de Falstaff as he peered upon the wheat fields from a balcony atop his keep, sipping Cecil’s Clash.
 

 

Spoiler

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[skuke101 181]

Dragoslav Romanovich would exclaim “Was a good victory, da!” Upon returning home to Muscovy 

[ApplePieKathy 561]

“Glory to Marna!” Yelled Valerie from the balcony

[Legoboy7984 3155]

Ave Orenia! Ave Haense!

[On_Hiatus_CommissarFish 176]

”Was very good fight da! Praise Godan!” Konstantin Romanovich would say as he marched back into Muscovy with his comrades!

[Taketheshot 3834]

Ser Henry Marshall frowns as the men of OREN cut down Renation after Renation

 

“The Dragons end is nigh, for the Marnantine lion shall roar!

 

Ave Orenia!”

[Galendar 631]

Aleksandr would narrow his eyes toward the Reiver commander at the conclusion of the battle as he’d ride up from his position at rear command,

”The day is ours, at last.”

[GhostSHTR 1205]

“Ave Orenia Ave Haense” Ser Bjolfr exclaimed

[1_Language_1 1671]

“For the halflings!”
Matthias cheers.

[MangoArt 399]

A Halfling speaks up. “Oi do not appreciate t’e death o’ me cousin bein’ used as propaganda for t’e war she was tryin’ so ‘ard to stop. Yer people also nearly killed her and tried tah make me into a soldier in yer army. Yer nay sain’ either. Daiseh woulda wanted t’e war tah end, nay fer ya to ‘er as a morale booster. Ya make me sick! You care not abou’ t’is, just t’at you can use it to manipulate yer men into killin’ t’eir brothers an’ slaughterin’ innocents almost as indiscriminately as t’e Renatians! Ya make me sick you lousy, warmongerin’ bigguns! Sick!”

[brujera 1152]

“Ave Orenia! Ave Joseph!” The young John Henry de Pruvia exclaimed.

[Malgonious 2758]

"Blood for the Half Men," Vaelor would state as he gazed atop Vira'ker, the wheel chaired elf smiling the sun's smile.

[Nonival 147]

Liesl Applefoot would be deeply insulted! The halflings sorrow being wielded like a sword to better wage war? A cut as deep as the first. The young’un would lament once more within her burrow at the treachery of the nations.

[Nectorist 12870]

“I hate halflings, but I hate Renatians even more,” says Andrei, who had conducted massacres against both in the past.

[bickando 3967]

45 minutes ago, Icarnus said:

they challenge our morals, butcher our wives and children, and desecrate all we’ve lived for

 

William Jrent thinks back to about a year ago, when a mere child was brutally murdered by Orenians.

 

“Huh.”