ARCHITECUS 4788 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Battle of Rubern 15th of Owyn’s Flame, 1756 A few Orenian troopers of the 1st regiment - including Cpt. d’Arkent on horseback and Lt. Octavian fully armored on the right. At the edge of the Emperor’s personal demesne, where the fertile Heartlands give way to sparse and abandoned fields about Rubern, a small team of surveyors and engineers spotted some seven-hundred coalitioners crossing Oren’s borders. Falling back along the highway, the team was speedily reinforced by garrisons from throughout the Crownlands. Once the incursionary force caught up to the Imperial troopers, the Empire’s defense had swelled to nine-hundred. Building a tight formation against the invaders, Orenian lines responded to ineffectual Qali arrows with a single volley, quickly routing their opponent back along the highway. The Imperial troopers pursued in orderly fashion, preventing the primitive enemy from gaining an advantage by skirmish. The chase persisted until reaching the low walls of Rubern, from which the coalition flung hurried arrows at the behest of their Renalian commander. The Imperial troopers slowly withdrew from the highway, lying in wait for their foe to recover morale. They did not have to wait long, skirmish picking back up in the weeds and tall grasses around the town. Spotting an opening between the invaders’ scattered positions and their escape route to the gate, Lieutenant Octavian directed the troopers in a coordinated charge, opening a bloody melee in which hardly a single coalitioner was able to escape. At the end of the day, the troopers were able to return home with their spoils and hurrahs, seeing the Empire defended against chimaeric hordes once again. The coalition’s dwindling supply of fighters does not know why they fight and die, but every Orenian knows their own purpose here: for God, Emperor, and Country! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Elite Snipes 3563 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Targoth Korgahk’Gorkil the Honorable would simply chuckle “Deze dumbskahs blah about winning a klomp yet dey lozt gahk agh more klomps when dey outnumber uhs. Azh Uruk could tayk down 5 ub deze ashes easily agh da AIS iz ztronga than Everh. ANG GIJAK ISHI! WAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHH! Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
frill 2277 Share Posted February 22, 2020 AS he hears of the news from the yells of churlish newspaper-boys outside of an imperial sauna, the Harrenite whig and financier Sir Veikko H— breaks into rapturous applause and cheers for the empire, much to the disdain of the other patrons of the steamroom. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aplex 115 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Corporal Aplex Wynn of the 3rd Brigade would retrieve his sword from an enemy soldiers chest frowning ”I’m a little disappointed, I expected more of a fight. Oh Well.” he would mutter to himself as he walked off the battlefield. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ErikAzog 3575 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Captain d’Arkent of the 3rd Brigade, smokes his Azog cigar, he would blow the purple smoke in the direction of Rubern, “Good fight.” he would remark, then closed his eyes, enjoying the sun from his rooftop in his expensive Manor in Helena. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
bloomtiara 379 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Looked to her fellow soldiers, twirling a bloodied arrow around in her hand, standing on the arm of an enemy corpse. “ ‘Least we were t’e ones who won. T’was a good battle, t’e arrow shots made ‘et exciting.” Jack spoke plainly as she followed her comrades away. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MailC3p 2411 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Captain Alexios would stand up after being knocked over by one of the men he was fighting, he took a look around him after helping a comrade of his up from the ground “we almost pushed them all the way to back into Rubern, hah!” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BobBox 3798 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Captain Rylan Swint sheathed his bloody sword with a smile. ”Run home to Rubern, you all die the same no matter the location.” He’d state before walking back to Helena. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarven 2619 Share Posted February 22, 2020 *Marcus would extract is zweihander from one of the fallen Ruberni wretches* “Hmpf, plus one for us on the tally, Ave Haense! Ave Oren!” *He’d return from the battlefield, interested how his arms & armor held up on the field* ”Heh, moment of truth, lets see if my blades held up well...” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mirtok 2853 Share Posted February 22, 2020 *Colonel Alren DeNurem learns of the triumph at the hands of his comrades sitting behind a mound of paperwork in his humble office inside the Bastille. He would walk out to the balcony overlooking the great hall to see the victors enjoying a well earned meal far below. A few of them would catch his gaze, and to each he would issue a curt nod of approval before returning to his work. Speaking to no-one in particular he would say . . . "With each day our numbers swell, and with each victory we hone our skills yet still. Ave Oren.” *A plump olive green toad would croak from inside a terrarium atop his desk, a look of keen satisfaction over it’s warty face after devouring several flies- a true apex predator . . . Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Callum 1009 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Varan slowly gets to his feet as he stumbles away from the battle field with his various injuries “I’m still Ten for One...” he calls out in a chuckle as he waits for his wounds to heal up before heading back out onto the roads ((gf Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
HadvarAvMitteland 557 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Hadvar av Mitteland shakes his head at the news. His sickness was still festering, rendering him useless and unable to attend. "The men of Rubern will be back...We beat them in more uneven circumstances, we don't see this as a loss, we see it as an opportunity to grow. The Empire will brag over a victory which involved less than 10 of their soldiers, and only 7 of ours...! This is simply pathetic. Haense will fall, and then we shall take our revenge on these Orenians. Ave the AIS." He would state to his men from his chamber room. Hours past and Hadvar became more and more upset over the loss. It was like an irritating itch on the back of his neck. Calling some of his soldiers into the chamber room, he proceeded to rant. "We have to be better. We have slaughtered them in a 16vs26, we have slaughtered them in a 24vs37...these numbers should be even easier. This won't happen again, am I clear?" The AIS General would then wave a dismissive hand. "Just wait for the return of myself, and Doctor Daniel." Was his closing remarks as he ordered his squire to slam the doors shut and escort the men back out into the Ruberni courtyard. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
rukio 8924 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Recruit Private Augustus Property joins his brothers-in-arms in the Bastille after the fight. Unable to speak due to a tragic birth defect, he holds his shield up, requesting a new one after having bashed one of the farfolk’s skulls in with it after they miraculously got up and began attacking Sir Octavian. Property would, once given a new shield, scurry off to the barracks to wait for the next fight despite not having a room in the Bastille, or anywhere for that matter. “What an odd fellow.” He thought he heard his comrades say, but who could know for sure? All Private Property knew was that AIS was trespassing, and Oren was a stand your ground country. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tulan 443 Share Posted February 22, 2020 “To think that one small skirmish is of such importance to them.” Lyam Payne laughs at the piece of propaganda. “If you think one skirmish makes you the victor, I got news for you.” He muses, while enjoying a glass of homemade whiskey. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ApplePieKathy 561 Share Posted February 22, 2020 Senator Vivaca Rutledge sips a cup of a tea in her Curon home, still feeling quite sad over her father’s death. After hearing the news of the battle, she smiles. “Ave Orenia. Peter III is awesome!” When will this war end? She thought to herself, laying back in her chair, Vivaca Rutledge suddenly jumped! ”Oh damn, I forgot to feed Terrence May!” Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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