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THE FATE O' LOBSTERS


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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..." 

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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

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Thumbrindal smiles sun smile as he asks his squire for the breastplate stretcher, looking at his elders  with a smirk

 

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"Imperial Elgus, they'll soon learn the price for being bootlickers to umri." A dwarf declared.

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"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.

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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

 

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"'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

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((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." 

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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."

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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.    

 

 

 

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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.

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