Helena at Arms

[KeatonUnbeaten 1103]

1 hour ago, sergisala said:

to start a massive production of weapons, armors and other types of war material

“It’s going to have to be a pretty massive effort if they want to out-produce their losses,” Keaton would remark, in disbelief at ISA wastefulness.

[Tulan 443]

“Even amidst the Inferi assaulting our realms, you insist on waging this war on the Alliance? I knew you were beyond reasoning, but this is insanity. An entity with no other purpose than to kill every man, woman and child, and you so callously continue this petty war.” A frustrated ‘ker would comment, sharpening his blade for the next demon encounter.

[Mandalore1 100]

Deep in the mines of Kaedrin, scores of soot stained Adunian and Kaedreni miners work day and night to feed the Imperial War Machine. When asked in passing why the Imperial’s needed more steel a burly Adunian would laugh his blackened face bisected by a yellowed smile. “Cause dem A’llaince lads steel ain’t for shite, but dis ‘ere be gud Kaedreni Iron. Maybe dem langer new fangled ‘Horens’ wull gut ah taste of it un day. If dey show.” The miners would laugh and another would cry out “Oi lads ah didn’t ‘now being fecked up de arse by sum little mogger halflin could make a child, even less a ‘Horen’.” The mine was filled with laughs as they returned to work sing ‘Men of Oren’.

[nickrocky213 792]

Lucien Arkin would sit upon the root of the Ashwood Tree shaking his head, “Who’s gonna tell these lads that the dwed’s are better in metalworking than any human”

[_pr0fit 3084]

Olaf Freysson squints his eyes “So, you are declaring your support for a war that you started?” olaf begins to crumple up the paper, but thinks better of contributing to global warming by littering and finds a recycle bin

 

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This is like bethesda dlc tho

 

[Mandalore1 100]

7 minutes ago, nickrocky213 said:

Lucien Arkin would sit upon the root of the Ashwood Tree shaking his head, “Who’s gonna tell these lads that the dwed’s are better in metalworking than any human”

Back in the mines the Adunian would pause sensing somehow, some Ker or Dwed across the world heard his words. “‘Ow in de feck?” He muttered before returning to work.

[Mescaffier 6197]

"GODAN . . ." the Pruvia frowned, glancing at the leaflet. "Perhaps someone should have looked this over before publishing . . . They don't seem aware that we're already exerting all of our manpower. What, should I bring my two children to the field too? As ammunition?"

[MRCHENN 4741]

George Galbraith would take a drag of his cigar, sharpening his blade after a long House of Commons session.

 

“Aye, Edward, how many of them Road Warriors do you reckon I’ll cut down in the battle?” He’d call out to his brother. “Perhaps you’d like to compete? I’m already ahead.”

[sergisala 3451]

11 minutes ago, MrChenn1 said:

George Galbraith would take a drag of his cigar, sharpening his blade after a long House of Commons session.

 

“Aye, Edward, how many of them Road Warriors do you reckon I’ll cut down in the battle?” He’d call out to his brother. “Perhaps you’d like to compete? I’m already ahead.”

Sir Edward Galbraith would smile to his brother and answer: “Well, seeing how you killed those bastards the other day I believe you’ll cut down more of them than me. But, don’t worry, I won’t give up on the competition so early!” he would smirk to George “I will not rest until all the enemies of the Holy Orenian Empire are defeated.”

 

The Galbraith Brothers would then exclaim the ancestral words of their family at the same time: “FOR THE GREATER GLORY OF THE EMPIRE!” and prepare themselves for the upcoming field battle against the Begrudged Alliance.

[osumanduas 1442]

“All the folk with critiques to chat, it’s near possible that they’ve nothing better to do than drool over one city’s simple proclamation.” comments the Count of Rochefort, puffing of his cigar as he sat watching over the valley ‘neath the shadow of Cathalon.

 

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[drowknows 696]

Pascual would read & should

“GLORY TO THE ALL KNOWING STATE OF OREN, MAY THEY SLAUGHTER ALL THE DOGS WHO OFFEND OUR ALMIGHTY EMPIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

[Epistile 856]

An old man flipped the poster to view it, viewing over its contents in disbelief. He could only mutter a single word, ”Cringe.” before letting go of the poster and continuing his day.

[Nathan_Barnett36 1564]

“This literally makes no sense, you are the capital of the Orenian Empire....” says Siegmund Corbish

[Zhikarta 4064]

A very senile Renatian Veteran, who remembers fighting off Orenians in the Helena Throneroom during the War Of Two Emperors wonders why an Empire needs its capital to swear fealty seperately.

[Guest]

 

Within the empty halls of the The Pale, the Camlannen Company stands about. For the first time in decades they have been called upon again for war. Once, they had rode astride horses alongside the Nordish and A.I.S. combined forces to put the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska to the torch. However, after the Razing of Alderyn and the dismantling of what little remained of their once great empire, these Elves pined for revenge against the descendants of the men whom they had so readily befriended during the Third Coalition War. A figure with tan skin, blue markings upon his flesh, and long white hair stands at the foot of Malin’s Throne and places upon his head the skull-crested helm that signified the transition from peace time to that of wanton violence. His voice beckoned out to his troops like a nail scratching against a board, husky, raw and intoned like some kind of sacrilegious ritual.

 

“Once, we stood before the Barrowlands alongside the Dragonknight Pertinax’s descendants. Men such of them are untold even now in the annals of Human history; but they were the greatest conquerors of the world I have ever seen. Together, we reaped and sowed, built empires, slaughtered men, women and children of the inferior races. Now, what little women and children that remain of those great slaughters have awakened, and we are once again called to arms to put an end to their inferior race. Alongside them... stand the so-called Descendants of these men. Their blood is diluted, and I do not deign to spill it; but we shall hold to our oath. Hold fast, and kill every Sutican and Stout we see, offer only the Humans mercy.

 

“We fight for the Empire. We fight for The Pale. We fight to rinse the world of abominations, whether they be Sutican or Inferis.”