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The Countess of Aldersberg finished her list of possible travel locations before hiding the parchment behind a painting for safe keeping!

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Lady Johanne Vuiller, grand-heir to Vuillermoz couldn't quite keep her expression clear at the news. She was enjoying the brief respite, being able to run about the lands she'd inherit one day without constant worry of those crossing them intent on harm. The young girl scratched behind her bloodhounds ears, brows coming together in thought. Surely, she must be old enough to learn past that of a punch now. Perhaps she could ask her Uncle, after all, with the age old;

If you can't beat them, join them.

 

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Walton prepares for battle!

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Get ready for 400 man crp battle nectorist, ur gonna get thrashed... after 10 hours

 

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A blind dwarf would receive the news while returning from a fishing trip, "I pray to Yemekar that this offensive by the Orenian's is the last one in this war. I have lost to many friends and seen too many betrayals in this war for it to continue on longer." 

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Theroden sneers. “So the Horenite snake shows his colors once more. He paints Oren’s atrocities as mercy in the face of unjust acts. But the realm sees the truth. The truth is that he wishes to reclaim former Horenite glory, even if he must step over the corpses of innocents. Let the imps march and let them die. Iron from Ice!”

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Pacing back and forth before the company, Willem van Aert spoke with passion. 

"This is the one that matters lads. For years our name has marched for the Empire. For years we've toiled, our blades never dry. Well now's time we reap the fruits of our labor. Show no mercy, hang the deserters by their foreskin. Make the northman cry out, o mother I wish I'd never left the cold. And the dwarf he shall be thrown by his greasy beard, and fed to the crows of Morgen's loft. We fight for ourselves this time, we fight for Blackvale."

These were the words of Marcher Lord, Willem van Aert.

 

 

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Still unable to read and after the dismal loss of her wheelbarrow-home, Sam balled up a few of these missives floating around as kindling for a fire that would hopefully help her get through another night... "One man's trash is anot'er man's treasure-" she commented about the papers that fueled her fire. "Ha! still don't beat real gold."

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Nicole Teufel fought in both wars. At such a young age, she won her first battle as naval Master of the Imperial Navy, and yet still she lost the battle which really mattered, seeing friends and comrades die, she learnt that war is nothing but a sight to forsake. The Reconquest, she fought to her last breath, eliminating all the Dwavrven, and Sedenian scum she could see, on one hand she felt nothing but pity for the many lives she took. 

"Zhey too havfe Familiesh to return to, shadly, zhey weret not lucky nor fash enough to gesh away."

Even in war, she sought to not fight for her country or for the lives which sought blood shed with, but to protect her family and her future. Taking lives was a last resort, one which the Empire has offered peace to avoid. yet even in the hashes moments, the pride and stubbornness of dwarven traditions, could not see the rightful path to prosperity. Many have died during the Siege of Sedan, and many lost their homes, the Dame and Naval Master, saw the dawn horizon in her home as she took a deep breath at the sound of cheers and howls from the inner city. News spread like wild fire and reached her ears. "War....War has been waged!" Nicole had a small look of fear and sadness of taking more life's, but she knew that this may be her final war, or even battle

"Unto my breach, and Into Zhe end, a captain sinks vith her ship"


She said as she turned, looking at her Uniform and sighing as she sang a small tune of her own, one that she made at youth during her time in the battle of River Petra

♪"Ohhhh, how we came

together as one♪

 

♪ singing yo ho ♪

♪Are life are never gone♪

♪we are free men and women♪

♪Under the sun♪

♪singing yo ho!, Our Victory has come.♪

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Remon chuckles, eyeing the attached map, eyes flickering with interest. Oh, but that's rather risky, being right next to the voidal hollow.. I hope nothing goes wrong. 

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