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MARCHING ORDERS: OPERATION EQUINOX


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PRINCESS ELENA OF BALIAN would be perched upon a bench within the Palatio's gardens, a medley of Balianese cuisine spread around the Novellen as she studiously kept record of her nations growing coffers. "Those bastards have it coming. . .mess with my family and you will receive a tsunami upon your doorstep." Uttered the Amiratus betwixt the swaying palm trees.

"Ave ******* Stassion."

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"Prepare the hussars, we march again," Otto Ludovar declares with a solemn nod as he learns of the impending march on Stassion. His orders echo through the castle, and the sound of armor clinking fills the air. "Southward we go, no time to waste," he adds, his voice carrying a determined tone.

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"We have to save the world." stated the Acolyte Belisarios, sharpening his blade in secret, preparing for the next march.

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"Seems I shall finally meet my distant cousins" Sybille spoke from her chambers as she squeezed a ball with her right arm. Much was to be done, this war had to end with a victory for her people.

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Sir Artel throws off his red cloak and pulls on his blue one "ein war in his name, ich vill see them all killed" he turns and lowers his saber towards the keep of Stassion "BURN THEM OUT, SLAUGHTER EVERY LAST ONE!" he commands to the rallied bannermen of his family, their revenge finally ready to be unleashed, he turns to look at his family as they join him on the battlements with a nod and a look of hate he turns back, ready to watch his enemies burn for daring to kill his kin 

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The Poet Marshal looked over the Covenant's battle plans somberly as he knew he needed to send even more, and newer, men into the ranks. As time goes on the old faces go, and some are even younger than him now. . . He sighed heavily and rolled the map into his hand. "I suppose - we're back. Though we never really left."

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"Let the end begin," vowed Villorik.

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"LECTORS" swore an insane scribe.

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Charles Alstion nodded as the decision was made. The Lord of Alba had to return to his passion of playing the bagpipes.

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"wait what the ****" said Donald af Don as he looked at the map, confused

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"LETS GOOOOOOO!" *Yelled a elf before then questioning to himself* "Wait why the **** are we going to Aaun-?" *Absolutely having forgoten Stasion even existed*

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Percy de Lyons mustered on the north-eastern border of Balian. "Once more into the den of the beast.." He mumbled, glancing northwesterly towards the mountains. "Ah well, with Captain Banjo and King Aleksandr leading us- another keep shall fall into rubble."

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"The Lord is our shield, King John is our sword. Let us see this vile breed eradicated for good."

Thus spoke Jean de Rennes, who would now serve as a chaplain rather than a knight; however, he still looked forward to the campaign - to justice for King Edmund, for the innocents butchered on the roads, for the accosted nuns and clergymen.

The godless Stassies would be destroyed.

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