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From atop Saint Katherine’s Mount, bright swatches of cloth marred in blues, reds, and pure white flared in the wind down below in the Old North Bay as men and elves from across the Empire drilled relentlessly. The sounds of crews hurrying to load aboard their ships great cargos of food, medical supplies and ammunition replaced only by the heavy thuds of weaponry test-firing into the bay as great sailing ships readied themselves. 

 

From atop the walls of the Sea-fort securing the Imperial Naval Dockyard John Charles, Oisin O’Rourke, Commodore of the North Bay Flotilla stood, staring out of the window momentarily before turning to his officers, “The ice has begun to recede, and the time to launch is near. It is with the grace of God we go to warmer waters, and by the grace of God we shall return from them. Ready your men, we sail as the bay clears frost.”

 

As the men about him stood to leave the brooding Adunian to reflect, he remained stoic, though internally overwhelmed. The time had come, he knew. Soon great columns of red-clad Soldiers would march from the Crownlands into Kaedrin and they would all be away to face threats only documented in intelligence reports, far away from his native lands of Kaedrin, where once his own father, and father’s father, lived as the land was known as Ves. And what of the rumors? Had he truly prepared his men, his weapons, for what lie ahead? 

 

A loud thwang sounded out into the bay, breaking his thought as the crew of his own flagship let forth a grand volley of weaponry fire, a majestic and frightful display that turned his doubt into a subtle smirk as the young officer nodded, murmuring a simple answer to himself, “Yes.”

 

And soon, they were to be off. The meek, the poor, the medics, carpenters, sail-makers, tailors, sailors, and vagabonds. Men and Women from every background had come to answer the call, and they had done so for a single reason. Unity. Uniting to protect those from a greater threat than any bandit war or kingly dispute could bring.

 

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The Imperial Navy, in its birth, began it’s final preparations for it’s first real trial. It made way for Al-Faiz.

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Lorena Helvets, Lieutenant-Governor of Kaedrin, attends to Imperial Dockyard as the naval frigate and it’s lesser accompanying ships made their way from the borders of Kaedrin, sailing to defend humanity from the demons to the south.

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It was only later that very eve Lieutenant Aplex Cenobia, Master of Sailing stood upon beaches of Kaedrin, his feet dug into the sand as he gazed up at the HIMS Duke of Marna. The ship was a beauty, supporting two gun decks and forty ballista’s, it was sure to make quick work of sea demons and the inferni which stood against the very forces of man kind. ”If I die at least I won’t go out sitting behind terracotta walls, praying to the gods for my salvation.” The man murmured to himself. ”Ave Kaedrin, Ave Oren.”

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