The Proclamation of 1811

[EmiliainWonderland 2311]

Agnes was not worried about the logistics of it all, in fact, she was rather worried about her dear friend Ida who had just this saint's day, married Leon Castille, one of the Goats of Sedan.

[Fuzzytoes 55]

Jimmy Leblanc reads the massive with a concerned stare. "It needed to be done." The Private said out-loud to himself before going to the Bastion and going to his daily work, preparing himself for the days to come.

[VonAulus 2082]

Mayor A.S.H. would read the missive and consider the evident conflict to come. He would remark to those standing around him in the square of Providence.

 

"Today we see the true color of Horen turn coats. They could have been apart of something great but now resign themselves to be tossed aside like these cart bombers. Can you imagine the Johannians moving from settlement to settlement, asking for a room to rent!? I am sure they will find some barn to lay their heads to rest and slip into sweet dreams where they can freely imagine their cause as just. These Horrenite has-beens will be begging to turn their leash over to new-Hansetians, Suticans, or over to the Dwedmar caverns. I am sure the Grand King will love to have another King under the mountain. Either way, whether in the company of Dwarves or through the genorosity of the Imperial State Army, these buffoons will end up under the ground. I hope to read the letters they send out to Almaris claiming their persecution at the hands of our boys. It will be finally answered if goats are capable of crying."

[Pureimp10 5691]

28 minutes ago, grnappa said:

Sir Erik Othaman would stand up from his chair as he read the missive. "This will be interesting. The Emperor is wise and he knows what must be done." He'd nod to himself in confirmation as he places the letter back upon his desk.

"He is wise indeed!" commented the former President of Oren.

[Nooblius 7965]

The Grand King of Urguan labors in his personal forge and offers a prayer of gratitude towards Lord Dungrimm, God of Battle and Death regarding the recent events in Oren. "Next toime ye should give meh mah damn mountains," he grumbles as he swings down his hammer a final time, then sets it down lifts the blade to inspect for imperfections or error. This one would have to be perfect if it is to be a suitable gift for the victor of what was inevitable to follow.

[Aengoth 2890]

"I thought Goats weren't real." -RdS

[Esterlen 4499]

"This tyrannical emperor shall never eliminate our ancient right to privatized armies, fiscal policy, foreign affairs, judicial authority, an endless stipend, a chainmail coat, the prima nocta, the liberum veto, wanton slaying and assault of the peasantry, freedom from any and all tax liabilities, unlimited free real estate, the right to regicide, and so on and so forth," guffaws the aristocrat Lajos Schnitzel-Brawm rather scatalogically, nurse administering his lithium.

 

"And so we do declare, forthwith, that there shall be no emperor, until the end of time, let it be done, the moon's in the sky."

 

@Braehn Elendil An'Hiraeth

 

[monkeypoacher 8055]

A young reactionary, motivated more by misplaced psychosexual rancor towards Orenian debutantes than legitimate grievance, grins ear to ear. While conflict was a foregone conclusion, its precipitation filled him with agitated glee.

[kuerbis 3802]

"Well... It's a shame they could bot come to an agreement..." Anne drifted off. "Hopefully they won't be a problem for us in the future."

[bumblefina 2766]

Somewhere in the Orenian countryside, Blanche sits on a picnic blanket next to a tan-skinned beauty. She notes a gentle ripple in her teacup, peering at it curiously. After a moments pause, she comments, "Something's coming. Perhaps not today, or this year.. but soon." 

[HurferDurfer1 2979]

A Large Rat creature prowls the wilds.

[Knights5544 485]

Ser Gustaven von Halsfield moves his head from side to side while reading the news, visibly disgusted. "Where's the outrage? This is absolute hogwash, another instance of the tyrannical government abusing its powers to limit those that they deem as threats! Soon the Empire will pay for their abuses, that'll be the day." 

[Jachnun 566]

The young man of Kralta would look at the proclamation, sitting on the streets of Providence next to Steffan Himmel, he would remark looking to the revived crusader "It's time." Himmel peered up to the young man's remark, "For what?" he inquired. 

 

He would not know..