Kaelan 1916 Popular Post Share Posted September 29, 2019 24th of Malins Welcome, 1735 The sun would rise red in the morrow, tainted by the blood of the foolish Orenians. Their blunder? Playing message boy for the feeble, impotent Mali’Aheral. What was once a flourishing relationship turned sour over far too proud races inability to live amicably, and beets. It seemed to many ‘Ame that the ‘Aheral simply wished for conflict, unwilling to live peacefully yet unable to survive themselves without using their Oren dogs as a crutch. It was with pride and faith that the ‘Ame rode out of their gatehouse, led by Avius Csarathaire, to run the dogs sent to their doorstep away. Their blades, guided by the Father and the Mother, tore their armor asunder and rend their flesh. A feeble show of force turned into a slaughter. Mere hours later the Orenian dogs showed back up, even outnumbering the proud Irrinite defenders. Yet they ran, tails tucked between their hind legs. The first victory of the war belonged to the ‘Ame, and more were to come. WARCLAIM Attackers Forest Realm of Irrinor + Princedom of Fenn + Allies Defenders Silver State of Haelun’or + Allies Wargoals: Pillage + Instate Government Location & Proposed Time: TBA 69 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
WuHanXianShi14 0 Share Posted September 29, 2019 “It is BEYOND embarrassing that the MALI’AHERAL, after having their envoys expelled from our city, sought to INTIMIDATE us with their Imperial masters! Whether we win or lose in the war to come, the sons and daughters of Irrin will enter the eternal forest as honourable warriors. Live or die, we will NEVER submit to the rule of the mali’ata.” Artimec raised his tomahawk, and violently buried it upon a pillar in the forest throne. It would not be dislodged until the war was over. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
squakhawk 7304 Share Posted September 29, 2019 “Let’s try warring the humans again, aye, it’ll work this time.” Said a darkie veteran, recalling when she annihilated those who marched on Helena all those years ago. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Icarnus 1669 Share Posted September 29, 2019 ”Pigs to the slaughter.” remarked Adrian 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elite Snipes 3542 Share Posted September 29, 2019 (edited) Wargoth Korgahk’Gorkil chuckles, peeps lyk da tide haz turned humies. WAAAAAGGGHHHH! Edited September 29, 2019 by Elite_Snipes_ , 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
PeachLova 324 Share Posted September 29, 2019 “The ‘aheral have made their call. They have sullied their name through ignorance. It is time that the true mali rise! For IRRINOR!” Allora Kriswynn, Sister Doe of Caerme’onn would raise her sword into the air after the Battle of 1735, celebrating the victory Irrinor and all her allies. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ferdaboy 1551 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Do you think they will send out their men naked to meet us in battle again?” Titus would ask as he arranged his collection of stone swords. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ixli 1471 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Silir Uradir cackles. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unwillingly 11113 Share Posted September 29, 2019 “Fighting? Of course not. I have my own problems to deal with.” comments Cyrene, glad that she’s far away from war this time around. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
NightcastorKitty 1201 Share Posted September 29, 2019 "ellaurir ay'Ame, kae Mahae nae sanere. cerun okansaen'ehya ito heya'leh myumin, kaean nae'leh Sirame ahern'onn adonterae, iyul kaean hiylun myumierae. Marhiylun maehae'onn, nae'leh iheiuhii il'kae ahera." The ‘ame would chant her prayer as she stood in front of the statue of the Great Lion Spirit. An offering of a fresh kill, several lion claws, and droplets of blood from her cut hand upon the ceremonial dagger she wielded would be placed before the burning brazier. It was then afterwards with a bow of her head, Andria would slowly rise with the helm of her Seed now placed on. “They have played their luck long enough. Now the Predators are on the prowl.” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
excited 10833 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Elias Charleson Carrow readies himself for the war that is to come. ”For every man slain in this treachery, we shall take fifty heads of the knife-eared filth. Let them cower behind their walls with their Fennic masters and that whole infernal cabal.” 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UmbreScye 535 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Uppori Visaj stared at the missive, sighing deeply as she remembered the march to Irrinor. “Another war with the Mali’ame? Hrm...” She clutched the missive, tossing it aside quickly as she picked up a quill to write to a friend. She exhaled once she finished her letter, sending it off immediately. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dragonslayerelf 653 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Shakul’Gorkil hears that the orcs were fighting with the elves and laughs loudly, the loud noises covering the vast empty savanna plain he was camped out on that night. Thereafter, he shook his head, saying “Da Ragukz klompin’ wif dah twiggiz – hurhurhur! Whu dah zkah woulduv’ gruk’d dat wuld ‘abbihn.” 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
bookstar 180 Share Posted September 29, 2019 (edited) 8 minutes ago, Dragonslayerelf said: Shakul’Gorkil hears that the orcs were fighting with the elves and laughs loudly, the loud noises covering the vast empty savanna plain he was camped out on that night. Thereafter, he shook his head, saying “Da Ragukz klompin’ wif dah twiggiz – hurhurhur! Whu dah zkah woulduv’ gruk’d dat wuld ‘abbihn.” Noka begins to wonder where Shakul went, she gives a small shrug and goes back to her work. Edited September 29, 2019 by bookstar 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your Favorite Impure 734 Share Posted September 29, 2019 Aenor strokes his beard in contemplation, glancing over to his sheathed blade resting in the corner of his abode "The time has come again, it seems. For Irrinor." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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