Oren Wants You

[Mirtok 2853]

 

Throughout the crowded streets of Helena, bright red bordered posters are carefully adhered to many visible spaces. Beside them, another document professionally penned and delicately decorated with patriot visages of Imperial symbology.

 

“Children of Horen, followers of Canon, patriots of the Empire! We are in the midst of a truly catastrophic trial, one that threatens every corner of the lands we call home. This world has come under threat from an inconceivable foe, a legion of fire and fear prepared to feast upon the providence we have all worked tirelessly to create. At this very moment, the chittering masses of enthralled creatures corrupt all that they touch, rendering everything in their wake withered and ruined.”

 

“The brave soldiers of the Imperial State Army have become fully entrenched in the defense of this great Empire. But hear me now, this conflict threatens all! Our holy purpose is to protect each and every citizen of this great Imperium but idle handles shall render this mission impossible. We cannot afford to be apathetic in the face of such immeasurable adversity. We refuse to wait, huddled and afraid within the walls of our cities. We must meet the enemy wherever their wretched forms persist. Comrades of the Empire, join us in this fight against the demonic incursion- let us take the fight to them before the fight comes to us.”

 

“Enlist in the Imperial State Army Today!”

[Paulobig 133]

Sir Alaric DeNurem, the Captain of the Fourth ‘Drazimman’ Brigade mustered the short yet elite band of comrades to their newly renovated Novellen barracks. In came Major Sir Rylan Swint, his younger self Ensign Sir David Swint trotting along. Shortly Lieutenant Sir Arceus Reine and Lieutenant Sir Octavian moving in.

 

“Brothers, long have we persevered to shield that which ist dearest to this country: The Crown and it's people. In these most trying times, we have yet to prove our utmost mettle with blood and iron. However, it cannot be achieved alone. Nei, never. Now ist the time to seek out aspiring soldiers and citizens committed to preserving Oren. Go now, find us new blood. GOD save the Emperor!” 

 

With that, the DeNurem rendered them a crisp salute, before resuming war activities.

[Bawg 494]

After hearing of the news, John Pruvia begins writing orders to his medical corps to provide mass amounts of salves for the common soldier to keep upon his person. “We must outfit every soldier with alchemist’s shears, and continue to provide every serviceman with the knowledge and the capability to perform first responder treatment.” He paces back and forth within the Bastille as he ponders more thoughts.

“Let us smite these unholy creatures and send them back to dark reaches from whence they came from. We have served through many hardships in the past and have grown from our past mistakes. The Empire is stronger than ever and the threat of the undead were no match to extinguish our everburning holy light in the darkness of the hidden lands our people have traveled to. What do these demons think they could accomplish after we have battled similar foes before?”

 

The Pruvian continues to pace back and forth. “The might of the Empire is unmatched by these pathetic foes. They will meet the same fate like all the rest and we will stand tall. The Empire will bring order to this chaos.”

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Sir David went about his normal day in the military. Polishing his boots, shining his armor. Watching the new recruits flood in, he smiled, knowing that they now too had a bigger purpose. “We refuse to wait.” he simply repeated to himself as he stepped out the Bastille doors into Helena’s sunlight. It was time for action. 

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A detachment of Imperial cavalrymen, under the command of Lieutenant Matthias Stafford, go thundering across the eastern Crownlands on horseback whilst conducting a routine patrol. Catching sight of the red outline of the poster on the door of a nearby granary, the Imperial officer orders a halt and stops to inspect it.

 

“Capital!” he exclaims, walrus moustache bristling with pride. “By Horen, we’ll put down these daemon rascals and restore order. GOD save the Emperor!” Pausing to give the image of General DeNurem a crisp salute, the Lieutenant gestures to the detachment to move along, galloping across the Orenian roads with renewed confidence.

[MRCHENN 4741]

George Galbraith would smile at the missive, getting his gear ready. He was clearly swelled with patriotic pride.

 

”They will certainly fall at the collective power of the Orenian front.”
 

He would then start counting Treasury bonds, for ISA funds.

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Spoiler

 

Somewhere in the dregs of the city a local group of young maids including one young Nicephore gather to salivate over the handsome and wintery poster of General DeNurem, all considering taking up arms in defense of their country (and that handsome face)!

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Lieutenant DeNurem passes off uniforms to the latest recruits with a rare smirk, “We’re painting this town red.” She would salute before the packed regiment address, looking to her cousin, the General, then, “We’re gonna need to construct a new wing in the barracks.”

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Sir Edward Galbraith would nod to the poster "Together, as Orenian patriots, we'll defeat the demons! God save the Emperor!"

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Sir Erik Othaman sits at his desk as he opens up his infamous red book, readying his quill as the aged Recruitmaster prepares for an influx of new soldiers.
“Right lads, step right up and introduce vyselves to the comrades left and right of vy. There is glory to be bitten and loot to be had! Get moving recruits!”

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Sir Henry mulls over the poster delivered by Courier, the waves lapping the shores of Aeldin’s southern coast as he watches strong recruits board the ships in long lines stretching all the way through the beach and into the forests off the sand. “So many strong men from all over the world moved to action, the call of the Empire echoes across the world, many have heeded it, many more shall follow.”

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Lieutenant Colonel Peter Baldwin d’Arkent would look at the poster, giving it a firm nod, “The war against the Inferi has just begun. It would not be said that the ISA had stood idly by while the world burned!” he’d nod, going to turn back to look at the plans that laid on his desk, “So much to do...” he’d mumble to himself.

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”God bless General DeNurem,” Anne Augusta said to herself, grinning at the poster as it caught her attention.

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Ensign Viktoriya cheered upon seeing the poster, hopping up onto her tippy-toes to see the full image: yet still wasn’t quite able to see. ”Fantastic posters & motivational words, as always. I have hope in our empire!” the small woman chuckled, hobbling off toward the barracks to continue her crafting – seeming to have a few bundles of herbs & small vials inside her satchel.

”Let’s feck those tall bastards up!”

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[Jokinghills 825]

Indeed the threat daemons goes beyond a mere conflict, for this battle is not only for ourselves, Our sons and daughters, it even goes beyond the empire and all our possessions, for defeat in conflict not only means that we shall see the end of our lives, it also means that our very souls are doomed to eternal suffering! Captain Velhrun Darkwood would remark to a few nearby soldiers after reading the new call to action.