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11th of the Sun’s Smile, 1740

 

Duke Godric,

The last time you came asking for petty blood and pocket change, I told you to cease and quit the field. You obeyed then, so I trust you have the sense to do so again. I know you are afraid; follow your instincts.

 

HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Peter III Anthony, Emperor of the Holy Orenian Empire, King of Renatus, Salvus, and Seventis, Duke of Helena, Lorraine, and Roden, Baron of Sedan, Protector of the Heartlanders, Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera.

 

 


 

 

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“Peter III Anthony, Holy Orenian Puppet. You have grown thin, less than a shadow. Less than a man – you’ve sentenced yourself. You’re but a hound of the Carrion, the black sheep of the Pertinaxi, a mockery of a Horen-dynast – I will be the sword strung above your head, your fate is sealed, we will know who’s truly afraid now.” states Antonius as he prepares his fleet of fearsome corsairs and pirates within the Arcasian coast.

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A figure in cast steel armor sets his skull-shaped helmet onto his head, preparing for the great war that is to come.

 

 

 

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Tybis de Ruyter wonders how many different sides someone can be on as he points upwards.

 

Edit: ((Not you Hurf, you just happened to unfortunately post just before me.

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A massive Highlander in a Guardsman's Uniform finishes his Carrion Black and takes bite out of his meal. "I can't wait to see how this will play out."

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Conan looks upon his most recent historically accurate piece of work. He promptly goes to show it to the Duke to seek validation in it’s highest form.
”I call it ‘Godric, Circa 1740.’” 

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The Duchess of Morsgrad shadow boxes within her chambers in preparation for what was to come. Right-hook, uppercut! “This is how it’s done, Edlyn! Gonna kick my cousin’s teeth in-- MY HUSBAND ISN’T AFRAID OF ANYTHING!”

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A woman reads the public reply as she strolls through the city of Helena.

 

“It is as if these Norlandic men are suicidal.”

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“Nice I love free kills” The Haense Noble laughs*

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11 minutes ago, Mumkey said:

A figure in cast steel armor sets his skull-shaped helmet onto his head, preparing for the great war that is to come.

 

 

A Dwarf questions the integrity of cast steel armour.

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9 minutes ago, sophiaa said:

The Duchess of Morsgrad shadow boxes within her chambers in preparation for what was to come. Right-hook, uppercut! “This is how it’s done, Edlyn! Gonna kick my cousin’s teeth in-- MY HUSBAND ISN’T AFRAID OF ANYTHING!”

 

Eleanor's Old Mother sends a letter to the young Duchess, the woman's eyes glazed with age yet her smile ever pulled to a taut line of amusement.

 

“Before I met your father, the Privy had recently decided away with the Emperor Antonious to pave way another of Pertinax. Certainly, you can deal with his son, who has forgotten that he fights with the forces that Marna did when the war of the Two Emperors Occured.”  The old woman had written in her sealed letter, “And we certainly recall how that war ended.”

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“How many times does Haense need to be taught a lesson?” Robert d’Anpalais takes the sword he used to kill the Haenseni during the siege of Helena for a round two.

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Matthias groans as he is too old for another war. He goes back to painting his room in the new house. “W-Why is it-“ The old man remarks to himself as no one is listening, “That every t-time a c-certain incarnation of a s-s-soul is put in control, t-they seek to do nothing but cause absolute s-s-****?”

 

“P-Perhaps the Gold Scriptwill h-have an answer for w-hen this soul will go to rest.” The senator flips open his book on Samranism.

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