Masouri 2131 Popular Post Share Posted December 18, 2021 (edited) THE FATE O’ LOBSTERS “Emperor John’s Mom?” - Banjo To the General of the Imperial State Army, You would think that during times of war, external events would be well mulled over and prepared for. The people of Ephesius learned today that you are not prepared, and only willing to defend yourself internally. You are either insecure, incompetent or both. So how about you prove them all wrong? And all one-thousand of our prisoners, who were easily taken from this settlement? Meet us on the field once more, though if you are too craven, you will deliver two-thousand mina for the price of all of these captives. Just one Saint’s hour will be provided for you to bring this mina, or clash with us in battle for their lives - if not, they shall live their last minutes of life knowing that their own General cared nil for them. One victory might have urged you to thinking the tides were turned. But when tides turn, a tsunami may form. If only you could fight as well as you publish overstatements. Signed Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Heir to Shipman Keep. Edited December 18, 2021 by Masouri 50 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cappor 545 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Iscesi grinned, the blood of a slaughtered Imperial State Army soldier shed upon his blade "Soon they will realize, this fight has no place for them..." 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wyrvun 1262 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Ayred snickers "It's strange that they claim they live in Oren for protection yet... Wyrvun that's such a nonsensical statement. Living in Oren for protection." He promptly bursts out into laughter 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
D3F4LT 607 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Thumbrindal smiles sun smile as he asks his squire for the breastplate stretcher, looking at his elders with a smirk Spoiler 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
UnusualBrit 2053 Share Posted December 18, 2021 "Imperial Elgus, they'll soon learn the price for being bootlickers to umri." A dwarf declared. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
hiiampal 67 Share Posted December 18, 2021 "All 'dese orenians shall pay da' price afta' what they did a' Providence." The Grunt of Stone Towered declared such, staring at the captives within their foul smelling, rancid cells. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MailC3p 1158 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Spoiler no hate, good pvp, but, Ave is well away from his computer in a different state so i doubt you'll be hearing from him 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Harbinger 336 Share Posted December 18, 2021 "'ope t'ose prisonahs are freed, or those fockin' pieces o' shite deser' wha'ever Tae ferryman do Tae 'em." Glod declares as he reads this. (Ooc) Glod means that if the orenians let those people die, then they would deserve the wrath of the Ferrymen 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
excited 10833 Share Posted December 18, 2021 ((Yo Ave's with his girlfriend rn so it'll be a bit, but good fight :D Happy holidays, Ferrymen.)) Cato Perea eyed the missive, read it and then folded it and neatly placed the parchment in his desk drawer. Undisturbed, he leaned in against his desk counter and held his chin up with his hands, arms resting flat against it. "Intriguing." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Javert 5540 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Ragnvald Eiriksson Ruric prepares to march the Ashguard south to defend his Urguani allies in the event that the Orenians actually decide to attack! "Iron from Ice." 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AmazingAzura 212 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Baron Sigmar Mondblume read the missive to his brothers of the BSK, a smile arising from his crystaline face whilst a crunched fist arose to his heart. "Victory today, victory tommorow, victory forever. Krusae Zwy Kongzem!" Sigmar lowered his fist once the chant bellowed against the festive roads of Karosgrad. "Today, we share the same victory in honor and glory." He stated at last. Spoiler 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
beetle 2755 Share Posted December 18, 2021 Isabel Fenika Mondblume stared at the missive, unable to think. She glanced out the window from the tavern room she was hiding in. "Godan, godan, godan," is all she could say, hoping that her onnt was okay. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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