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A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing


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A frail dwarven cleric peers over the piece of parchment delivered to him, after pondering for a moment and remembering the dwarven king's previous missive he mutters to himself "Could et be tha' afteh losin' t'eir clocktoweh, Philip III an' 'is ilk also lost track o' toime?" He shook his head as this was the only evident reason in the dwarf's mind as for why the Orenian's ultimatum had not been delivered to the Grand Kingdom of Urguan yet.

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The Silver Lubba Sighed as he read the missive, though this time found at the front lines near Small Tower occupied by the various Urguani forces. out of boredom seemingly passing around a small ball with his fellow comrades in war as the new set of ISA officers make their way into the tower for their two stones hour carrot farming lessons to prepare them for their veteran bonus of a farmstead "They there yet?"

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Bakir “Orcs Blood” Ireheart read over the declaration from the King as he prepares to once again set out to the roads with his men “These orenians are a disgrace to Horen. A true representation of a failed nation, a failed people and a failing Emperor. History repeats itself again. No matter where you run Philip III, we are coming for You”

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T'ey show u' a' monstahs, ye' t'ey threate' Tae murder innocen's, whe' durin' our raids, we could a murdered Tae Civvies, bu' we did no'. Feckin' liars Ter lot o' em. Glod Grimgold tore apart the section of the letter reminding him of that bastard, Phillip III.

"No' wortheh o' hi' empir', leadin' humans Tae extinctio' o'er a feckin' grudge? May Yekemar ha' mercy fo' Ter human race."

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Agnar Ireheart continues to train and prepare his Legionnaires for the Grand King and Urguan.

Remember w'en Oren used to make d'e t'reats d'ey make 'appen. D'ese lot are probably d'e weakest Empire I've ever seen! AND I'VE SEEN D'EM ALL!

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Durin hammerforge reads the missive with a large smile over his chubby face before letting out a large yawn. He would then slowly fall asleep; all the waiting for the orenians had made him sleepy. "Zzzzzzzz"

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General Erik recalls leading the capture of the Grand King alongside Baron Varon, "Does he forget we cut off his beard and took his own crown?"

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55 minutes ago, Imperium said:

General Erik recalls leading the capture of the Grand King alongside Baron Varon, "Does he forget we cut off his beard and took his own crown?"

Commander Agnar recalls Oren losing 23v12 with Urguan losing only one and a 16v12 with Urguan losing no one while also recalling that Urguan has many replica crowns. "Does the Orenians forget d'at d'ey made multiple t'reats at us yet 'ave s'owed no backing o' it? Also, did d'ey forget d'at we took d'e replica crown back from d'e mans dead corpse last stone day? "

 

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1 hour ago, Imperium said:

General Erik recalls leading the capture of the Grand King alongside Baron Varon, "Does he forget we cut off his beard and took his own crown?"

Jesus Pablo recalls slaughtering over 20 civillians within the new city with his Ferrymen and Ireheart bretheren, "Did they forget how to defend their own city mayn?"

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Volden Frostbeard rests arms crossed upon the battlements of Urguan. He sighs, seeing no smoke in the distance and no 'army' at their doorstep. Venturing then to Rhewenholm he gazes out on the harbor, seeing naught but clear blue water, filled with warships of the greatest engineering known to the descendants and no Savoyards to be found. He walks cold-eyed back to his chambers in the Grand Hall of the Legion and continues his boresome paperwork.

 

"Ah 'oped t'ose long legs were nae as chicken shite as Ah t'ought t'ey'd beh. Maybeh nex' centureh..."

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Levian'Tol Grandaxe sits just at the edge of East Hub repeating over and over again, losing sanity at the lack of wigs on the horizon. "Orenians, come out ta playay, Orenians come out ta playay."

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Duncan strokes his beard that is very much still on his face and mutters "I should brand his face with min name again, sheems as though he hash forgotten" He would then chuckle loudly at that thought.

 

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Duncan now got his accent, bare with me as i get used to using it

 

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