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The Battle of Rolly’s Hill


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Helena von Draco smiles, wiping the fresh blood off of her blade and onto her padded sleeve “What happens when you fight a war with comforts… Half of their rally was probably still sleeping.” She remarks, recalling how cozy the people of Aaun seemed behind their walls just days prior!

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Derfey’s Premonition 

 

O’ Herald of the Faith, True Arbiter of the Church of Canon, Voice of God

 

HARALDUS MAXIMUS DERFICUS

 

Anointed by the Heavens, Derfey had gone about his business as usual, leveraging a curse against the Aaunic forces for their subversion of Humanity’s primary tenet – humans do not run, humans do not hide in carts, humans fight bravely on the field and clash sword-to-sword, like God intended.

 

 


 

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Constantine takes a deep ice bath, resting his muscles after a battle.

 

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Sofya von Draco wiped her blade clean of Aaunic blood. “Another victory for Renatus and mankind.”

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An uneasy calm swept through Veletz in the wake of the Adrian soldiers' march. The east wind rippled the red-and-white banner hanging over Vasile tower. It bore gray clouds over the horizons of an abandoned watch, and the cries of gulls that settled on the tops of barricades and the roofs of vacant homes. A mule toddled through the square, unburdened and sniffling its nose into the tents and shanties of soldiers.

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"THE ADRIAN STEEL SPOKE LOUDER THAN THE AAUNITE STEEL TODAY! AVE ADRIA!" Renata yells as he takes another gulp of his ale.

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"A rare occurrence if you actually spotted a real Adrian amongst their rally. Full of renatians and mercenaries. The Duke couldn't fight with the people of Adria, since they all left him, so he had to get pretenders over to help him. Shameful." remarked Bult to his Adrian captive.

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"Worry not... their destruction is imminent, by either Aaun or all of Canondom." The daughter of an Aaunic Count would muse, offering her displaced father a pat on the hand as she watched yet another missive smolder to ash in her fireplace. "Soon enough they will be but an unpleasant stain upon our memories, this little victory of theirs all for naught." 

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Athanasios Darmos raises his bloodied spear into the air as he stands upon the dead Aaunians, bronzed helmet and aspis splattered with blood yet shining in the sun as he lets out his war chant "AWO AWO AWO AWO!" to celebrate the victory

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"Ave Renatus-Adria," Demetrio Montelliano says from the Seven Skies, smiling.

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