Caelria 2618 Popular Post Share Posted May 23, 2021 The Horde Wanes 8th of The Grand Harvest, 25 s.e. The Horde wanes. The third Elven day of Orcish attack, the third Elven day of Haelun'orian victory. Longboats rowed cross the narrow divide over the light of the rising sun, piloted by the scant remnants of the Orcish Horde. Recuperation was made difficult for the sons of Krug beyond Haelun'or's silver walls, even in the sunny and Mediterranean climate of the Eastern Almarisi Sunsea, when compared to the vast riches of Karinah'siol. As Mali'aheral dined on fresh fish, wine, and olives, drilling in their square that they might be prepared; the Orcish Horde counted their losses and went to work felling lumber and repairing their ships. Many had been lost, and the greenskin army would not soon recover. The Horde wanes. And so when the time came that the orcs were faced with the choice to sail for Krugmar or climb the steps of Karinah'siol, the orcs chose the path of dishonor a third time; enlisting base mercenaries to supplement their cause in the Ferrymen, fighting to attack the innocent without provocation and seek the slaughter of peaceful Elvenkind once more. Under cover of stealth, they infiltrated the Silver Walls on the tail of an inattentive citizen. Dishonorably they crept inside, holding citizens within at sword point before even the city could alert their guard. Through this they sought to avoid armed response all together and strike at the defenseless. They had wandered into a trap. The entry district of Haelun'or, inescapable save by way of its upper gates, stood closed; citizens that could be found were shepherded through to safety as allies were alerted and the Haelun'orian guard rallied. By the time the Orcish Horde, led by ferrymen mercenaries, realized they were trapped; they did so under watch of the combined forces of Haelun'or, Elvenesse, Luciensburg, and Oren. Zelios Viradiraar, Antonius Vilac, Oliver Renault de Savoie, and Evar'tir -- each leading their own respective units -- formed a closing circle of steel about the raiders; capturing the entirety of their forces without a single military casualty. Haelun'orian Sillumir push through to surround Orcish and Ferrymen raiders, 8th of The Grand Harvest, 25 s.e. Elvenessi forces led by Lord Commander Amaesil Vuln'miruel assault the Haelun'orian bank as Ferrymen and Orcs hide within, 8th of The Grand Harvest, 25 s.e. Orenian and Luciensburg forces rally in the Silver Amphitheater, 8th of The Grand Harvest, 25 s.e. The Horde wanes. The honor that could not be found in Orcish and Ferrymen hearts was found promptly in swift, reasonable Haelun'orian justice. In battle, no man or orc was felled, instead captured and brought before the court of Larihei for their crimes. Each was tried, and each were executed; those who could not bear the shame leaping into thickets and from high places to escape the Elves' justice. Most were hung, some were freed, one was punched apart by the Elvenessi prince in a burst of light in recompense for his murder of Elven children, and the Ferrymen's leader known under the alias of "Banjo" was taken captive under the right of ransom. A decisive victory. The Horde wanes. On this third consecutive descendant month of Orcish attack, the city of Haelun'or calls upon the peoples of Almaris, of Krugmar, of Sutica. Think! Find honor. Stop this needless bloodshed. Sail not to the isle of Karinah'siol for blood but for peace and trade -- as all descendants should -- for while Haelun'or bears not the desire to see your Horde be destroyed, we shall not hesitate to defend ourselves. Think! Your Horde wanes. Othelu Orrar, Sohaer of the City-State of Haelun’or, in accordance with the Silver Council of Haelun’or and will of the High Elven people 45 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ryloth 4312 Share Posted May 23, 2021 CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! The belfry rang into the skies, regal magnificent aura of the glistening Silver City changing in the blink of an eye to domination and chaos. Haskir donned his dragonscale armor and strapped falchion to belt, peering from his home onto the main city street which was flooded with not Sillumiran -- but Ferrymen interlopers. Response was quick, the march of allied soldiers heard as the denizens of Haelun'or amassed from the surprise attack in the Upper District and city's Sillumiran Districts. Ferrymen had already began to clash with innocent 'thill, but for their crimes did they meet the sword. Haskir met with the Ferrymen as Elvenessi and Orenian armies arrived simultaneous to the charge of Haelun'or's valiant Sillumiran, the four armies thunderously meeting in the streets in a pincer against the bandits. His sword met Banjo's, and the Ferryman captain he so dotingly loved for his comedic missive signature drew back to rush for the city bank. A great clash of steel cried out in the main city square, and finally the force of Ferrymen was broken! They fled in all directions, scattering like rats into the sewers -- but Haskir gave chase with Haelun'orian Sillumiran, Dogs of Don, Imperial State Army, Dragon Knights and Elvenessi bronze guard in tow. His mace crushed the skull of two Ferrymen in the sewage tunnels, the darkness of the murky city depths seeping into his visor and sapping his vision. But oh, how they fell! How the dishonor of the orcs became known as captive after captive was brought to the city square. How the Ferrymen swung when they hanged from the balcony of the Silver Bank. How the last and final greenskin of the raiding party was blasted asunder by the High Prince of Elvenesse. How finally, the combined forces got what was theirs: vengeance. He recanted how the noble Sillumir Eradus had been slain by these same Ferrymen and Krugmari orcs, and he gave no quarter to those foe that fell around him. "Indubitably." 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Media Wizard 2954 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Victory. Lord Commander Amaesil Vuln'miruel was not a lord of a grand army or citizens of strong wills; however, his Wardens had never let him down. Month after month; battle after battle. The Wardens stood among their allies and broke foes on their shields and swords like waves on the Elvenessi coast. Victory. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Bhased 3587 Share Posted May 23, 2021 (edited) The Elvenesse High Prince sets his right gauntlet to soak in the sink upon his return to his homelands. The viscera and gore after he had executed an uruk, exploding the creature's head with but one punch, would not come off the steel as easy as the day had been won. It's soul would be weighed by Malchediael, Aengul of Courage for the orc's dishonour and cowardice. And on this day, yet again, Malchediael would smile upon the Elven forces. Spoiler Edited May 23, 2021 by Bhased 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
SacredSource 225 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya No quarter was given to the horde. Zelios with his group of Sillumiran charged into the fray alongside their gracious allies. For consecutive months the horde raided the Silver capital, yet the resolve of the allied forces remain. The capital will remain strong. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DelaneyG 1279 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Geoff Turgon heared news of this glorious victory against the dreaded Ferrymen banditos. "I do hope my good friend Mr. Tippen Root is eating good and getting big in the gyms of Haelun'or." Justice Turgon penned his old friend a letter, hoping it finds him in good health. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BobBox 3211 Share Posted May 23, 2021 A Basrid paused as he saw himself in one of the pictures - thinking back on his past, he then said "I remember going to a ball in Haelun'or when I was younger - and although it looked much different, the architecture has still won me over to this day. I'm sure I won't be gone for too long though - I await the next call." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Waibiao 372 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Airebys is tired of the unga-bunga elf politics. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Squiggles 77 Share Posted May 23, 2021 21 minutes ago, Caelria said: Think! Find honor. Stop this needless bloodshed. Sail not to the isle of Karinah'siol for blood but for peace and trade -- as all descendants should -- for while Haelun'or bears not the desire to see your Horde be destroyed, we shall not hesitate to defend ourselves. Ninskeeq'Ungri saw the blatant lie in this news and it sickened her. "Dat ihz rich coming fruhm dem. Juhzt de other ehlven day mi vizihted ihn peaze ahnd waz nearly murdered by dem fohr zuch ah zlyght." The small goblin Ninskeeq'Ungri spits on the paper before crumbling it up and tossing it into her kitchen's fire. She knew the lies behind the pretty sounding words. Remembered how they lured her to her near death thinking they were being welcoming when she came over to greet a trio. These people would not change in a single elven day. The elves of Haelun'or wanted to sound noble, but they were a cold and cruel people. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Caelria 2618 Author Share Posted May 23, 2021 6 minutes ago, Squiggles said: Ninskeeq'Ungri saw the blatant lie in this news and it sickened her. "Dat ihz rich coming fruhm dem. Juhzt de other ehlven day mi vizihted ihn peaze ahnd waz nearly murdered by dem fohr zuch ah zlyght." The small goblin Ninskeeq'Ungri spits on the paper before crumbling it up and tossing it into her kitchen's fire. She knew the lies behind the pretty sounding words. Remembered how they lured her to her near death thinking they were being welcoming when she came over to greet a trio. These people would not change in a single elven day. The elves of Haelun'or wanted to sound noble, but they were a cold and cruel people. Spoiler 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
DelaneyG 1279 Share Posted May 23, 2021 Geoff's letter eventually reaches Mr. Tippen Root. It reads: @Caelria "Mr. Root, I hope this finds you well. I hope, now that you and yours have turned back the enemy thrice, you will have more time to correspond with me. I miss you, and our banter greatly. Please write back. -G.T" 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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