Massacre of Innocents, 40 SA

[WrathOfQuacken 560]

Massacre of Innocents


On the 13th of Sun’s Smile, 40 SA, a band of Oisin the Traitor’s hounds entered through the gates of Rozania during dusk when the local guardsmen happened to be off-duty. These savages, who swore to leave innocents unharmed were mounted and armed to the teeth. It was then that the rebel forces drew their arms and went about slaughtering men, women and children, with no exceptions. The horsemen rode through the streets, leaving behind death and carnage, the casualties are estimated to be around 70, most of which consisting of unarmed civilians.

The king’s men had little time to rally, and those who came happened to be outnumbered by the numerous hordes of mounted dogs. The gallant Rozanians stood and fought against overwhelming odds, dying for what they believed in, even if it was just to save one innocent life. The people of Rozania only long for peace, but in its stead, they have been dealt injustice by the hands of the usurper's men.

A usurper who would sit on a throne of the bodies of his would-be people dares to label the current crown as a tyrant. Let the lives lost speak for themselves.

I, William I, humbly request that our people hold a minute of silence in their own time and pray to their respective God that the souls of our murdered kinsmen find peace in the next realm.



[!] A depiction of slaughtered innocents laying dead on the streets of Rozania.




 

 

[Vikenz 1162]

"The Butchers of Roszania!" screamed Kuno de Joannes. 

[Lickspittle 695]

"Innocents?" queried Caelan de Joannes aloud to himself. "Innocent?"

[Tide1 4535]

Liam van Aert would now be known as The Butcher of Rozania. He however, insists, that he did not kill a single citizen.

[Tk4522 504]

Brawly would shake his head as he lets out a tear for his bleeding motherland. "It wuz goin' so well... Then et all fellah part..." He reflects on his time, both in the KAR and PKS before it. He began to cry "Ah consider'd ye mah brother... Oisin... Naww..." his fists clench and his face is contorted with rage he grabs his Ahzl spear the engraving 'Sarissa forever' flashing in the light of his personal armory "Ye will pay."

 

[gurlpirate 316]

Eliza weeps for the lives lost. She crumples up the missive and hurls it as far away from her as she can in anger and pain. "There is no honor in killing innocents. How dare they murder without question. These butchers have no place in this. This is strictly between two men and they need to stop this bloodshed NOW!"

 

[angel129bu 56]

Ezra stared at the missive, shaking her head. "Mi kannub beliebe diz..." Ezra crumpled the missive, pausing to send a few prayers to her spirits. Tossing away the Missive. "Oizin. Lat wyhl pey fer diz." Ezra turned and walked away.

[PixlHoopa 177]

Diona Fleurgrass read the missive from a sacrosanct pond of hers, watching the lights glow. "..This is a necessary step forward." Letting the ink seep through the clear pond water, she gave a sigh. "Everything is a bubble, preparing itself to vanish in a burst. Once this is all over, no bubbles in Rozania will pop again."

[Charbi 398]

Estella Buckfort, wrapped her arms around herself as she dipped her head in silence, her face a mask of shock, grief, and despair. How could anyone relish in the murder of innocents? The usual laughter that underscored Rozania was silenced by villains this day, but it would not destroy its spirit. 

 

It was in this moment where she recalled the Buckfort motto: 

Many hearts beating as one. 

[Veggie 150]

Mellow sits in his home, lights all out. He stares across the room at his new, yet still-unfinished set of armor. "The blood spilled here today... It's on your hands, Oisin. No innocents my ass." He takes one last look at the armor, then closes his eyes.

"Bloody lucky I had that concussion."

[Atemu 10]

Atemu would come back to see the massacre of his people tears would fall from his face as he puts his blade in the burial site of his fallen comrades he says to himself “Look at what you’ve done…..I thought you were an honorable man I guess I was wrong” he walks off sheathe by his side empty

[PrincetDime 143]

Belladonna would busy herself by preparing for her tavern's opening, wanting nothing more than to forget the sight of all those bodies. "No' e'en a season has passed since t'is began..." She'd pause her preparations, her bottle-making and drink-brewing, just to take a moment to cry. The moment turned into an hour.

 

Siomun would keep themselves huddled in their bed at home, quietly mumbling to themselves that their natshen will keep them safe.