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TO THE COWARDS OF HAENSE

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“Ok bigman” said a man who declared himself as an Ilkazar.

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Augustus Vilac chuckles after the Haensemen said his brother could break any law that he wanted out of pure fear. He waits for the Haensetian cowards to pay the weregild and surrender the officers for justice. 

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The Waldenian known as Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim prepared four bands of parchment, inscribing upon them four names from the razed memorial of the Siege of Helena in spotless Waldenian blackletter. Though lacking a wax sigil, he nonetheless wrapped them around the hilt of his relic greatsword, as mementos in anticipation of justice, much alike a Dragon Knight purity seal. “You will never be forgotten. And they will never be forgiven – only punished.”

 


𝔍𝔞𝔫 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔩𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔪
𝔉𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔥 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔅𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔫
𝔍𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔰 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔰𝔬𝔯
𝔅𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔶 𝔡𝔢 𝔉𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔯𝔞𝔲𝔩𝔱

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Reinhard learns to left click in anticipation.

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Aedan chills in his hidey hole “Well this is cute.”

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Adrian rolls in his grave, pondering as to why Morsgrad doesn’t direct the demands to the Emperor, as Haense is but a vassal!

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Just now, Icarnus said:

Adrian rolls in his grave, wondering why Morsgrad doesn’t direct the demands to the Emperor, as Haense is but a vassal!

Edvard ponders why the ex-lord protector likes to dress as a slave during his down time.

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2 minutes ago, Lionbileti said:

Edvard ponders why the ex-lord protector likes to dress as a slave during his down time.

 

Adrian throws a rock at Edvard from sky prison

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A common Rubernite blacksmith, borne to lesser renown, spat and foamed at the mouth. Within his mind were sung the greater cries of death, hallowed chants of blood and drunks in war. Flesh would wilt and fall, skin and bone swept by horrid winds; but honour and virtuous deed alone prevailed, an obelisk to tell of their memoirs.

 

Thus begun the fierce preparations, that they may reign victorious by might and steel.

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Long live AIS, long live Morsgrad - Bastien De La Roche said as he stood up from Ruberni ground

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