A TRIVIAL BUT GRACIOUS HAESENI INSERTION

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A TRIVIAL BUT GRACIOUS HAESENI INSERTION

 

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“Haven't you people ever heard of locking the goddamn door?” 

Proclamation by Lord Marshal Ailred upon securing Rhein, 387 E.S.

 

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Following the report from a certain Comrade Flemius, @FlemishSupremacy came the unfortunate news that the Sutican rebels had been using a fort of Sutican neutrality to conduct scouting operations. Many horsemen could be seen patrolling the roads and whereabouts from the Fort and so on. However, bizarre to Sergeant Flemius, at the turning of the handle of the Fort, simply clicked the door to open. How foolish. A fort of scouting operation, yet they left it without a lock? Without a barricade? A question mark appeared on the head of Flemius, questioning the tomfoolery. In which a letter was written and swiftly sent off to the Lord Marshal.

 

Marching later came down the roads of the Southern region of Almaris, with the Barony of Rhein in mind, the troops amassed as they expected a contest between the rebels; the scouts, or whatever they could muster. But as they encroached the keep, all but silence filled the pleasant summer air of the Southern keep. It took the trained soldiers of the BSK less than a shake of a lamb’s tail to claim the keep for the rightful owner. The Queen of Sutica and her Pedigree. 

 

A short resistance of rebel scum later came to tussle over the fort, but it was much too late. And so they were thwarted.

 

Talks continued on, and the locks were seen to, so none other than the Haeseni Garrison and the Queen could enter the barony once more. Secured it was, and it would surely be used as a location to take against the rebels soon enough, especially considering the close proximity. Krusae Zwy Kongzem.

 

Following the lackluster action of the promised taking of the Rhein barony, the soldiers on their own initiative and resolve scouted further out North in the Southerland to the Keornhall. Wry smiles plastered on the Haeseni lot, they knew the rebellion was to be shortly quelled. Their scouting reports bountiful, erupting a laugh from the lips of many.

 

 

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[!] A letter was delivered to her Royal Majesty, Queen Johanna I of Sutica. 

 

“To her Royal Majesty, the Queen of Sutica, Johanna I, @Axelu

 

Our garrison recently received reports that a scouting party belonging to the Southern rebels was scouting the castle of Rhein, surely with intent to lay siege to it within the coming days. Of course, we saw action against these marauders, and easily disposed of them. We proceeded to the castle, to ensure that the locals were aware of the looming threat, yet found the castle abandoned and entirely unlocked, as such, we took it upon ourselves to secure the castle, in doing so we have also cut off the path of retreat for the rebels. Thankfully, a local locksmith was available, and helped us relock all the doors, so that no rebel spies could sneak in.

 

With the castle safely in our hands, we do propose that the castle be turned into a headquarters of the interventionist forces for this rebellion, and do invite the Sutican Army, as well as an Orenian garrison, to join us in it. Such will not quite be needed, unless deemed necessary albeit. If these troops are to come, we may further plan our route of attack on these claimless marauders.

 

Trabzon is left isolated, the time to strike is now. Our presence in this keep cuts off the only road they could use to escape. A rebel defeat at Trabzon would force them into the desert, where their rebellion will surely dry out.

 

I wish to meet with you, Your Royal Majesty, at your earliest convenience. Swift death to the rebels!

 

Signed,

Ailred J. Ruthern, Lord Marshal of Haense.”

[Javert 9615]

Henry Bishop, having both become Alderman and partially in charge of an occupation in a single saint's day, chuckles softly at the missive. "Haense protects its allies, as it always has und always shall. Krusae zwy Kongzem" With that, Henry went on to claim one of the Rhein offices for himself.

[FlemishSupremacy 6115]

Flemius took no rest after having occupied the keep, swiftly taking to reinforcing the keep and outfitting it to be a proper field headquarters for the southern BSK expedition. Maps and reports filled the tables of the command room, some accurate... Some a little less, but alas! His grim determination was now set upon the two dots upon these maps that still bore the mark of rebellion. Soon, he would prove the trainings had paid off when they uprooted these rebels!

[erictafoya 3276]

Robert Ludovar smiles with pride as he looked upon the small yet efficient rally of brave soldiers. The men in black armor cheer as the Lord Marshal raises Haeseni and Sutican colors, claiming the fortress and further suppressing the weak rebellion "This should be a rather swift campaign. May Godani bless our brave men and women stationed here in this foreign desert."

[Reddimus11 27]

Corvin wasn't expecting to be guarding some random barony of in the desert, far away from his home. But anything for the glory of Haense, that's what he's always been told. 

 

Krusae zwy Kongzem!!

[Kriaan 45]

Zachary Casablanca raises his longsword in glory, having accomplished such feat along his brothers. In his heart, the mighty rumbling goes on; KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM!

[garentoft 9265]

"We do a little intervening," stated Franz Morovar, sat on the backside of a carriage inbound for the Southerland of Almaris.

[MikoMonster 1396]

Anne Eleanore Pruvia points a gloved finger at the picture upon the parchment before her. "'Brotherhood of Saint Karl' plus Eleanore." She corrects indignantly, packing her bag for a trip to the library to study a rock.

[giambro 612]

"Ah, I wish someone had notified me when vy left for Sutica. . ." Ser Karl took one of his many blades and sharpened them with his stone, grazing the silvered metal'd blade up and down. . . "Perhaps next time," he snorted as he placed his sword leaning against his seat in his office. He took a glance at the missive again and slammed his dagger, that was on his desk, against the top of the missive, "Let it be known if vy are against Canonism, we will hunt vy down. . . Heathen scum. . ." he signed the Lorraine and leaned back in his chair and flicked on the mechanism of his lighter against his unlit cigarette and started smoking with a big grin on his face. A plume of smoke filled up the room, hotboxing the entirety of the Lord Paramount's office.

[Althea_ 381]

"Yaaaaaawn" Yawned Tavisha vas Ruthern upon hopping into a fine hammock bed she successfully set up inside the occupied Fort, caught in a gentle sway along with the cool gusts of wind of the desert's night; figures she'd take some proper night of sleep before traveling back into Haenseni turf.

[OP bandamont 901]

"And we still can't wear those fancy unifoms in the city , shame." A young Mareno boy said , shaking his head as he looked at the Black armor of Brotherhood of Saint Karl standing on an armor stand in his room

[helldiving 5793]

Antonius prepares to join the Ailred in the task of committing some tremendous feats related to acts of glorious tomfoolery and mischievous nature. "If I were of the opposing forces I would claim to smell some fear among us."

[Capt_Chief26 1207]

“Hhahahhahhahaha” Ser Reinhardt Barclay roars in laughter “Those foolish rebels thought they could stand against the hammer of the Brotherhood, oh ich am going to have fun helping the Suticans grind this rabble into the dust like the filth they are!” *He said, checking his kit and weapons again, preparing for the future battles

[indiana105 5126]

"KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM!" Viktor Baruch shouted from his post at the occupied keep, hardly knowing where he was and what significance it held to the war effort. It made no difference to him, however, as the Lord Marshal had ordered it taken and Viktor was his most loyal soldier.

[kuerbis 3802]

Mathea Vas Ruthern's fickle state of mind sent her into yet another episode of deep melancholy upon hearing the news that her much beloved Papej would be home even less than he was right now! "O' woe is me," she lamented to herself as she wept into her bedsheets. The tower seemed so much colder on days like this - a place of isolation rather than a sanctuary; "Ea would much rather have him back home with mea siblings and me!"