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The Mandate of Acre


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Darius carefully re-read the words  "So.. we wish to secede so we.. march to the capital.. march to the capital.."

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Cynefrith would glance over to a servant moping up hair from a cell as he departs from the Fort of Acre. He would head home, smoking his pipe as he watched the stars, and was prepared for war. 

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Sir George Obediah sighed "So this is your choice, Hannes. To fight the people you used to lead to battle. This time, I hope to be able to take your life instead of save it. By GOD's grace, I will protect my Kingdom, my family and my unborn child."  the Knight concluded, before planning strategies for the upcoming war.

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The Baron Pompourelia, Franz Arthur Sarkozic frowns upon reading the missive, allowing a short sigh of sorrow to escape him. “Orenia, why must everyone attempt to divide you.” Franz then set the missive down upon the table at his side and murmured “Let us pray it’s just another failed attempt.

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Petsch von Minitz gazed outward from a watch tower in Minitz. He had a gut feeling that a massive battle was just about to breakout, although he couldn't read the papers published from both sides, from what he has been told from the moots that's been happening within the warband he knew of what was to come. He let out a sigh as he started to think about his Chieftain @GoodGuyMatt and his lord Viscount @MadOne, he wondered what would happen to them if Oren loses the war, they were nobles under Oren after all. He knew that the good farmers of Acre were on friendly terms with his Lord but it still caused him worry. What if the King decides to call upon the Viscount and we were forced to fight in this civil war? Petsch shook his head attempting to brush off all negative thoughts before changing his gaze towards the lands and fields of Minitz - he wondered if his new home would survive he finally thought.

 

Petsch then took out a box of barcstons - some reinmaren tobacco - and struck a match aflame before lighting his cigarette. He took a few puffs, before somberly saying "Long live Minitz, Long live the Chieftain, Long live the Viscount." he hoped this conflict would come to an end soon. . .

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Reginard Gardner, the most hardest working halfling in all of Acre, lounged and smoked a pipe before he began his day of labor in service to the good baron.

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Cliff smiled as he read the missive in the firelight of Acre's Ivory Keep.

"About damn time they put it in writing. Here's to liberty."

The turncoat was ready for war.

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"It seems Gustaf and Hannes finally went for it. We will see where the dice falls and how the board concludes, all a matter of time." Adrian Erik Colborn leaned back in his sofa and closed his eyes, with a yawn he continued. "Suppose this old man should make a visit."

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Darius Romstun plucked his mustache.

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"Dissolution of the Empire was a mistake: I don't know why any right mined ruler would willingly dissolve their own Empire, but now they can no longer maintain their borders," Kristofer states. 

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