marikandaperc 1818 Share Posted December 31, 2023 "Father, Son, and House van Aert!" chanted Patrick Robertsson son of Robert 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Coronate 5528 Share Posted December 31, 2023 Radmir sat in the cold throne room of Valdev, his back leaning against the cushioning of the formerly Haenseti chair- now covered with the symbols of House Montalt. Unlike the Balian throne before he asked that it remain in tact and given to him as a gift. He did not lament the loss of the Haenser culture, for they wished to wipe out his, he gave onto others that they would give unto him. He remembered the day of the Red Coronation where he leapt over the high walls of the Balian capital he couldn’t pronounce the name of, he remembered how his Captain General who fought alongside him in the battle stood on the parapets of the palace… but now Radmir was ruler of all Valdev and the days of the war against the genocide were long passed. ”Wake up son, time to breed cows.” He awoke to see his father in his Ferrymen attire standing over him with a mask with a false face and mustache. ”****.” Said Radmir. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jentos 9425 Share Posted December 31, 2023 Jagobert plunged his burning sword down the struggling body of a fallen knight, extinguishing the flames that coated it -- the smell of burnt blood palpable. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ryanark 2738 Share Posted December 31, 2023 "Made your father and your blood proud, you have." Raphaiel murmured deeply, claws trailing the missive. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
poki 389 Share Posted December 31, 2023 Sir Andrik gathered his men, the majority adorned in armor that had quite visibly withstood the battle's 'rigors'. With a subtle satisfaction, he remarked to the assembled lot, "Well, that proved to be rather effortless." 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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