Beamon4 1646 Popular Post Share Posted April 1, 2023 Spoiler The Greatest Days in Adrian History LO unto the Adrians, Guide my hand, dear Muse, for the excitement of the great humor that possesses me may cause my unfiltered words to slip freely from my mind onto the parchment upon which I write! Tonight I speak of the most daring story that shall grace the history of our nation for a thousand generations- a tale of daring escape, dastardly betrayal, and the triumph of the few over the many! The day began in a church and ended in a church. One in Haense and one in Adria. One of near-defeat and one of clear victory. It was by the Pontiff’s promise of protection that our fearless Duke, good Heinrik Sarkozic, humbly ventured to the halls of the Basilica of Karosgrad, where the trial was to be held for his supposed sins. Although a mockery was made of all who hold justice and piety dear, for the presiding court cared not for the veracity of the trials, nor the Pontiff’s own consorting with the Azdrazi, all who were present knew from the start that the verdict would be rendered guilty. What came as a surprise was the Pontiff’s sentence: death for all. Never had such a thing been levied, especially not on holy ground, yet holiness was no concern for Pontian the Puppet, who bayed for the blood of Adrian women and children within the halls of his church. Thus, a plan was hatched among the crafty few of Adria. The hearty men of Adria, though numbering few, resolved to hold off the great tides of Haeseni, Aaunites, and Balianites when the call was made to kill their Duke of Adria. Though they believed they would all fall, they had a hope that their sacrifice would allow their dear Heinrik to escape to Adria and rally his host. As the tide of bloodthirsty berserkers surged forth, the brave few of Adria stepped up and drove forth. The coalition mass bent, giving enough time for the Duke, donned only in rags as he felt was fitting, to burst out the door. Hopping atop a steed prepared by a friendly city dweller, the Duke rode ahead of the chasing army, laughing and singing as he triumphantly vaulted over the walls and off to safety. As he made his great escape, the rest of the Adrians were quickly surrounded. With their valiant stand having fulfilled its purpose, and needing no reason to fight, they promptly surrendered en-masse. Sir Joseph Vasile and the von Draco family were the principal captives, and they were promptly brought to the dank, fetid cells underneath the city. For days they languished, yet over by Adria, battle had commenced… Neither the Duke nor the Coalition had idled in the days following his escape. Sounding the bells upon his return, good Heinrik rallied his forces, and the people of Velec once again took to the streets. Manning the barricades they had taken to over a year ago, the five-thousand defenders of Adria, missing their Marshal and the fierce von Dracos, sat waiting to meet the seven-thousand five-hundred assembled of Haense, Balian, and Aaun. The two armies met within the streets of the great city, and battle ensued once again for the fate of Velec. For days, the two armies bitterly fought, with soldiers from all armies battling street to street, home to home. However, despite their numbers, the civic pride and ferocity of the Adrians won the day. Routed and broken, the army of the coalition was driven from the city. They fled to their three corners of Almaris, tails between their legs, while our proud Duke stood triumphant once again. When faced honestly, might against might, and not a devilish ruse, the people of Adria would always prevail! However, my tale is not yet ended, for we must return to the fates of our prisoners in Karosgrad, not yet hearing of their comrades’ victory back home. As the brutish guards banged at the cell doors, eagerly awaiting the Adrians’ coming execution, a second great scheme was concocted among Sir Joseph, the von Dracos, and many of the friendly guards that lingered about. False chains were put on the prisoners while they were whisked out and put atop horses rode by friendly faces. Before the Haeseni guards, led by the King of Balian himself, could stop the entourage, the reins were whipped and the prisoners were rode away! Not a single one was slain or left to be captive, for all were broken out that eve. And this concludes my story of the greatest days in the history of our fair country. Two daring escapes! A holy man’s betrayal! A great triumph over the armies of three nations! It is a tale that no minstrel nor poet can concoct, and thus it is left to me to write this cautionary tale to those who wish to test the might of a united Adria, or venture to out-wit the people whose minds are clearer than a smooth crystal and sharper than a razor’s edge. It began in a church, and with God’s help ended in a church. Spoiler Starting numbers: 71 Coalition 45 Adria Ending numbers: 18 Coalition 33 Adria THANKS TO THOSE LISTED: @subatomic @Emery@Vermy@Orlanth@Milenkhov@CloudMagma Spoiler 72 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qizu 4037 Share Posted April 1, 2023 A certain Azdrazi grimaced as he pulled his blade from the body of the slain soldier before him. He let out a monstrous roar as blood pulsed through his beaten body, “So many traitors… so many lies…when will the humans finally accept, that they ALL work with us.” 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tide1 1592 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "They said God would decide Heinrik's death today, but it seems that he had chosen another champion. Another loss falls upon the Haensers, they couldn't even do it with a hundred thousand men." Sir Liam of the Blackvale laughs over a flagon of ale, exhausted from the battle prior. 14 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
kindEmperor 999 Share Posted April 1, 2023 A certain Von Draco Bondsman who held a concealed face smiled upon the fallen, his silver sword stained in the blood of men, men who wished to act against Adria's goodly citizens and to then wrongfully accuse the Duke. It was clear what GODS intentions were, as the battle of attrition was won. "They die for the same thing as last time, do they not learn? Do they truly not want PEACE?" 15 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fie 2519 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "LETS ******* GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" screams Wilhelmina upon waking up at 3 am to all hell breaking loose. ".. -Wait, what's going on?" 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
amyselia 2182 Share Posted April 1, 2023 Suzana dipped a coarse white cloth into a boil of alcohol, lifting it to press it tenderly over her father's battle wounds, correcting his every hiss and blunder of pain with her own stony admonition: "Stay still - vy have already suffered much, what could another jeer on w skin cost vy?" She then paused, placing her palm above his nape: "Yam proud of vy." @Beamon4 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Vermy 1346 Share Posted April 1, 2023 Francis, a loyal Blackvale bannerman cycles through his fifth set of armour, his burgundy attire covered in mud. 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
CloudMagma 196 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "Adria simply does not understand defeat!" Renata exclaims. 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ryanark 1924 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "GOD has chosen its people, High Pontiff." He proclaimed, beaten from the fight. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nectorist 7347 Share Posted April 1, 2023 Sir Joseph Vasile stretches his legs as he walks out from the cells of Haense with his von Draco pals! @Sailor@VoxyNoir @AnonymousAlexa @ItemVendor@iFractal 18 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pancho 2498 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "BLESSED BY GOD THAT HEINRIK IS!" 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AnonymousAlexa 3877 Share Posted April 1, 2023 Sofya von Draco iced her tired feet after being chased halfway across Almaris by the King of Balian. @Shmeepicus 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
marikandaperc 1149 Share Posted April 1, 2023 (edited) The tired officer-scout of Adria wiped the sweat from her forehead, many a plate lying about the now bloody free city of Velec. "We won." she muttered with much joy, although not as much vigor. She was covered in scratches and bruises from head to toe, but it was worth it. They claimed another victory. Edited April 1, 2023 by marikandaperc 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sixbyte 275 Share Posted April 1, 2023 (edited) "GOD BLESS ADRIA, GOD BLESS RENATA, THE ETERNAL GATESMEN!" An Adrian calls. Edited April 1, 2023 by Sixbyte 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Asutto 1947 Share Posted April 1, 2023 "And now, to the walls of Minitz." Simply spoke a Greycloak Officer. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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