The North Rises

[Emenzi 1069]

 

 

From the northern steps of the realms of Arcas horns would be sounded, echoing throughout the highlands. Within the royal city of Reza men from all over the Haeseni lands would march through its gates. Men draped in the colours of the ancient and newborn houses of Haense. The highlander spirit growing high as the banners of the Golden Crow of Barbov resting on a black cloth was raised all across the Kingdom.

 

Within the city men draped in the colours of the Brotherhood of Saint Karl would rush along the streets, the hammering of blacksmiths would sound and curses from serjeants would be heard in every corner. As the bells of the Prikaz began to ring men and women flooded towards the palace, moving to stand in front of it between to catch a glimpse of the Marian Knights and the King marching past. 

 

Moments after the horns of the Haeseni royal house sounded and the streets were emptied by soldiers as the King Andrik of Hanseti-Ruska and his retinue marched forth towards the Basilica of the Fifty Virgins, the men clad in their armours they’d cross their chests before moving into the cathedral for the official prayer before war. Once done they’d move out the large crowd would have gathered at the square cheering for their King who quickly silenced them with a motion of his hand.

 

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Men, women, lads and lasses!

 

The time of War es’ upon us once more and we shall ensure the destruction of those whoresons ***** of orcish descent. Their lives shall be taken, their mud huts torched and their lands salted for all eternity. One does nae think  tha’ they can shame the descendants of Horen withou’ being punished.

 

For as Saint Karl shall bless us upon the field of battle, exalted Sigismund watches us from above with pride and tha’ the Saint Godwein grants us wisdom the whores of Krug shall kno’ the day tha’ they agressed on the Empire. They shall learn to fear the Golden Crow of Haense and know the meaning of Highlander steel. To this I, yer king. Andrik the third of me name swear to ye.

 

Our men has grown restless, weary. During the war of the Two Emperors we were humiliated, Haensemen in the face of humilation does nae cower. We stride forth, and so we did. During the Three Month War we led the one succesful attack into Dwed lands, but then the emperor abdicated. And during the Lotharingian revolt we alongside our allies under the leadership of me uncle, Prince Otto Tuvyic rid the empire from the pestilence tha’ was Lorraine. But now men, we finally will ave’ a proper war. Our men will finally draw steel and cut down the enemies of our Kingdom and our Empire! We shall show no quarters, no mercy shall be given! The orcish whoresons will nae show us any, so why should we nae return the favour!?

 

The late empress mother Cesarina the Vile once called us barbarians.. It is time we test er’ words and prove them right! 

 

WE COME AS CROWS

 

[JuliusAakerlund 2402]

“This heavily makes something hard poke in my pants.” Said Josef from the seven skies.

[Cymoril 440]

“It’s high time we’re given the chance to prove ourselves in battle once more. We’ll finally put the cavalry to use!” Erich Stafyr would call out upon receiving news of the declaration. 

[drfate786 1690]

Alifer Amice, a red priest of Morsgrad hears of the news from within his dimly lit chamber. He smirks as if he knew something that Haense did not.

 

”So, that’s one problem solved. Now to watch the gutter fire from a distance.”

[HurferDurfer1 2978]

Ilkazar thinks very loudly at alfer amike to **** off and stop the pointless edgy ****

[MadOne 4945]

Wilheim Barclay would look towards the marching line of the men, dressed in Black and Gold, as he breathed in the fresh air, while riding atop his horse. The man would have a quaint smile, feeling the deep tension within his chest at the thought of going off to war again. He adressed a bunch of footmen with a dip of his head. "March on, Brothers, let your shield never falter!" The Marshal said, ushering his horse forward, along with Darien Rayne and Mikhail protecting his flank. "We go to war!"

[Mykei 385]

Mikhail looked at the King then at Lord Marshal for a second he was lost in his thoughts, after couple of second he said "we shall end them, we are Defender of Canonist Faith and protectors of empire's Land, we shall slaughter every Uruk for sake of Our Future" 

[Conqueror 424]

Norah shrugs, still wondering when her skygod will pk her.

[Legoboy7984 3155]

The young Lord Robert Vyronov prepares for war.

“Finally...”