Golden Field Turned Red

[BobBox 3798]

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Operation Golden Field

The 18th of Tobias’ Bounty, 1818.

The burning Elysium after suffering defeat at the hands of Imperial forces, c. 1818

The Tribe of the Nordlings had once again sought to take up arms against the Holy Orenian Empire, unprovoked and under imaginary pretext. A mistake made a great many times, but a lesson taught before could easily be given again. Led by the Count of Susa, Iskander Basrid, the ISA forces stormed into Elysium, seeking to land the first blow against the aggressors. The first wave of men, led by the Count of Susa and the Count of Valles, came upon the Duke of Elysium and his party, quickly driving off the cabal and capturing the duke. The Countess of Halstaig keenly spotted the arrival of a few Nordlings, and her and the Count of Kositz led a small party in slaughtering the many of them and capturing the leader of the Rangers of Elysium. With prisoners in hand, and a pack of dead bodies left behind, the ISA, having not lost a single man in the engagement, returned home. Victory was had again.

 

The leader of the Ranger of Elysium, Liluth Solros, condemned the crimes of the Tribe of the Nordlings in writing.

 

The Duke of Elysium lays in chains.

 

 

 

 

[𝖂𝖆𝖌𝖜𝖆𝖓 740]

Captain Robert Archibald Galbraith would frown deeply "Bloody hell... why do I always miss the fun" he'd state shaking his head as he'd reach for a decanter of whisky sitting back in his chair. 

[Imperium 3495]

The Count of Kositz cleans his armor and weapons, "A great first victory over the pagans. Let it be known we did not wish for this fight but we shall finish it."

[OP bandamont 901]

Ziegfrid would begin making his way to the tavern , for some drink after raiding a village" I'd say. . . it was easier than I thought it would be , Norlanders slept during our raid

[__Clocky 770]

“Mi rekallz dat deh Orenianz flatted dah defenzelezz woman agh kubbiez.” An Uruk named Bugharz’Grat recalled, after speaking with the people of Elysium.

[Da_Emperors 1987]

"Shall the Holy Orenian Empire continue to see success as they do the work that God shall will. One God, One Empire, One Emperor." The Archchancellor would speak as the Soldiers cheered towards the podium within the Bastion. 

[Nectorist 12869]

"Victory once again. The Barony of Norland has made a terrible mistake," says The Count of Dobrov.

[Disklexia 184]

Qin Chao saw the post. Eyes a bit widened. He responded "Huh..." He Ponders. He than sits down. Tapping his fingertips on the table. As Usual.

[Chronics 482]

Leopold would state "The battle was the first of many in this war! I hope they are more prepared for the next, however I'm glad to see that at least of them understand they are in the wrong!" he would state then going to continue to the bastion to carry out his trooper duties

[SadBeanQueen 210]

The Chieftainess of Clan O'Hara winces as she looks at the state of her wounded son, bruised and cut by the monsters that entered her home. She grits her teeth as she moves into her armory to find a set of armor suitable for her innocent ten year old son. "They will pay for this... They will pay for hurting him..." she mutters, filled with rage and fury.

[BenevolentManacles 2232]

The Duke of Crestfall caresses the feathers of his favored hawk, lamenting that he was disallowed from risking himself. Though perhaps he was being foolish, he was not young enough to soldier as he had so long ago.

 

"I will spend the whole of my avenging their insult," he emits to nobody in particular.

[XOCO 502]

"Liluth said that?" A surprised Ezekiel Moores would remark, a hint of confusion in his voice. The man was first and foremost an Orenian soldier, yet, experienced a true clash of emotions upon witnessing a ranger he knew openly condemn her country.

 

"Oren aut... mortem." He uttered under his breath, almost instinctively. "Wait, what?"

[christman 3529]

A furrowed brow of displeasure came upon the Norlandic girl, the news crashing down upon her. A slow, solemn sigh escaped her lips. Followed by a grunt of anger; pain. A foot slammed into a pile of rubble, causing a miniature type of land-slide. 

 

She spoke, voice an angered mutterance:

"What the ****," The question spoke-statement came from her. "What the ****?!" She repeated, hands crawling upwards to cover her face. Was it. . shame that welled up within her? As the realisation of Imperial fraternisation slammed into her as if it were a brick wall.

 

"This. . isn't right. War, or no war. This is. ." Words faded into obscurity, as she mumbled incoherently now. A looming air of displeasure now about Mary Amaricius. 

[Askuzai 505]

"Ah murdering women and children, How canonist." said Dramyr with a sigh, looking at the small devastation, but glad that many had survived to tell the tale. He had bodies to collect and Death rites to perform. May they be with the Allfather now.

[Taketheshot 3834]

Joseph d'Azor smiles as smoke rises from the north, the burning bush of Norland being drowned out by the light of the fires that roared across Elysium. "They will know much much worse before this war is done, May GOD grant mercy upon them in their final hour for we will surely not."