marikandaperc 1165 Share Posted January 7 Spoiler Helena of Formindon, the Grand Princess mother of Minitz who had otherwise opted to remain neutral, for once took up her spear. "For Callahan, for Lemon hill." she declared, moments before the incoming fleeper swap. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fishy 1578 Share Posted January 7 "LEMON HILL." Intones Ser Morgan of Angren from the top of Lemon Hill, making sure all was prepared to crush the regicides to his South. 14 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
OwOrc 354 Share Posted January 7 Sir - Nay, Lord Adrien burnt the missive as he finished reading it. He called his wife and his children over to his side, and gave them each a goodbye that may very well be their last as he rose to his feet and donned his sword sheath. Haense would pay in blood for each step they took towards Stassionite land. No coalition member would be spared the savagery that was to come. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
critter 2470 Share Posted January 8 Henrik Amador heaves up his grandfather's mining pick, none to be counted out from the labor required to fuel the forces. They ride, he reckons, once more into the annals of history. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Reckless Banzai Screamer 11594 Share Posted January 8 I need every bad ***** up in Equinox 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
megavoltar 1110 Share Posted January 8 Taskforce ["LECTORS-02"] was deployed. ETA 6 min later, paramount visage was visible over light standard. Info gathered led to Operation ["SLAPNUTS"] was led by ["DATA EXPUNGED"] and co. The events would go down in mystery, never to be revealed to the public. 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarven 1717 Share Posted January 8 Gottfried hummed the tune once more, the Brothers of Tylos, ride once again. Spoiler 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ratlordmagic 793 Share Posted January 8 Ser Waclaw Jazlowiecki tightened his grip on his antique Greatsword, named “Traitorslayer”, as he read the objective. Stassion. He had sworn, years ago, to not rest until that accursed keep had been reduced to naught but a pyre for those taken by its denizen’s hands. He had fought through years of this grinding war, seeking the day he can finally avenge himself upon the traitors and would-be usurpers. Now the time was at hand. Perhaps after this he would find the closure he desperately sought. Perhaps after this he could finally rest. Perhaps. 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
GMRO 5251 Share Posted January 8 Ser Rickard polished his sword upon a whetstone. He had once been in Whitespire in the aftermath of the Stassionites and their brood of killers. He would now return to those strange lands of Aaun to make it whole once more. “Traitors get what comes coming.” 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Liokv 167 Share Posted January 8 Olaf von Reinmar trudges along a quiet path, with the silence broken only by the rustle of leaves and distant chirping of birds. Every step seemed to carry a weight only he knew the source of. Then, an utterance could be heard from Olaf: “KILL STASSIONITES, WER RASTET DER ROSTET,” he announced before picking up his pace. 9 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlauRps 154 Share Posted January 8 Hildibrand Brawn looked westward from walls of Minitz after looking over the marching orders, long peppered brunette hair flows in the wind as he looked towards the regicidal lands “This war can o’ly end in one solution… absolute detestation o’ their bloody lands…” He spoke be yelling at the top of his lungs, hearing Olaf somewhere close by “WER RASTET, DER ROSTET!” He echoed back before coughing, his throat still flared from his injury years ago from a savage bandit. The Highlander dug into his bag and produced some Honey Tea, sipping on it as he looked westward still to the land of Stassion. @Liokv Elsewhere, Josef Denodado was getting fitted for an outfit he needed for the most important day of his life by Dame Eir Moer, a Denodado servant soon came in and gave the report “So was march on the origin of this war..? Good, best cut the head off of this dragon while we have are on the offense.” He comments before gesturing politely for the servant to leave to let Eir focus on the commission, he was scolded by the elf for such a late and rushed request but he got off with a warning this time. @candyzeroyal 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jensen02 200 Share Posted January 8 Sir Stanton Stroheim affixed a fine stiletto dagger to his belt, eager to use it to cut many Stassionite tongues in retribution "Unsere ist der zorn!" 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
AmericanSniper52 225 Share Posted January 8 Count Ponce Adiler breathed deeply as he stepped up to stand before the diraar of Maehr'nor as he cleared his voice, the room silenced. Then, he began to speak. "My friends and comrades!" he called, "Today, we begin preparation for the fight of our lives." "We prepare to march onward and avenge what has been done to us by the Stassion brutes!" "They will know fear! They will know our wrath! There will be NO Prisoners!" "AV PETRA!" "AV MAEHR'NOR!" "DEATH UNTO STASSION!" 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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