Mio 3771 Rep Farm Share Posted January 13 T H E C O V E N A N T ' S S C O U T (you) Spoiler You’re a loyal soldier of the Kingdom of Haense, an Armsman within the Brotherhood of Saint Karl; yet in recent years, you serve primarily the vanguard of the Covenant cavalry forces. Skilled atop a horse, you are; you’ve bested your comrades in nearly every joust the recent years have had to offer, and even in the most recent battle of Hippo’s Gorge you could’ve sworn you nipped the Captain-General of Veletz’s ass with your lance. The King (of haense) of Haense, as noble and honorable as he is, seems to favor you, and so he sets you upon a quest: “Brother! Scout the Marcherlands which we shall siege in the coming days. Inform us of any changes to the Stassionite-palace and defenses they have possibly prepared.” “My Lord! My King! My Liege! I shall do as vy beckon me to, I am your loyal soldier! Right away m’lord!” You reply, eager. A King (of haense) as royal as He has set you on this legendary quest, your renown has finally begun to pay off. You set upon your childhood-steed, Bruciefella, he has been with you since you were a youth, and other than a handful of arrow wounds from foolish Orcs with large hands and human sized bows; he has survived just as well as you. You leave the Kingdom’s walls, an adventure ahead… You embark towards the Marcherlands of Stassion . . . Down the winding King’s road . . . Passing the torrenting winds of the River Petra . . . A final rest taken at the von Theonus’ castle . . . “This is where we shall fight then.” You presume by the general location, taking these few moments to note the surroundings. Regardless, you mount Bruciefella once more, and finally arrive in the Stassionite lands. (Your view of the Stassion Palace.) “They are as much of fools as my King says them to be! A lord who presides over lands as vast as these and his residence is a mere palace? Where is his castle? Where are his parapets? No cannons or ballistas hang from his walls?” You erupt into a fit of laughter, alas, this siege shall be as easy as you predict! A foolish Lord, the Lord of Stassion is, for he is the Prince of a Petty Palace. With your duty complete, your quest quested, and your heart thirsty for the Siege that shall come, you return atop your steed and begin back toward the Kingdom of Haense . . . “My Lord! My King! My Liege! I bring vy great news! News of fortune which shall please yours and the Covenant leader’s ears!” You call to your King (of haense), hastily sending Bruciefella off and approaching the King (of haense) in the square. “Back so soon?” Aleksandr II (king of haense btw), jests. Of course, you think, a soldier as keen and swift as you would’ve wasted not a second. “Aye my King! The Stassion’s are as foolish as vy thought! The lands are simple – a palace without defenses, without a wall to encapsulate his stead – only a single tower for their petty archers to shoot arrows from!” You feel overjoyed. “Just as I had thought.” The King (of haense) nodded. Of course they would not be ready for a siege. The Realms of Man had been massaged by the lack of cruelty the ages had to offer. Where King’s (of haense) feared declaring war, and so Lord’s need not prepare their homesteads for the worst. “Vy did well – well, vy did as I had expected.” With a pleased smile, the King (of haense) handed you a few Brotherhood of Saint Karl tokens; you almost thought for a second that a comment he made a fine promotion was to be your way. T H E D A Y O F T H E S I E G E A R R I V E S. You awake in your home within Waltonburg. The day was a mild cold, less bitter than those of previous sieges – perhaps good fortune truly was upon you. Your wife had already gotten up for the morning and allowed you to sleep longer, she knew the toll and risk each siege brought. If this was to be your last day – you would at least be well rested. You gather your belongings, drawing yourself out of bed as the sun breaks over the horizon. A golden glow casts itself through the window as you reach to your left and grab the hilt of your trusty Daemonsteel longsword. It was another day of killing Veletzers in the name of your King (of haense). Simply another year, another battle. Your mind swells giddy as you think of the peasant-like palace you witnessed a few days past- and you get up, bid farewell to your beautiful wife and child and exit the door, armour clad and sword in hand. You march beyond the walls, towards the Marchlands of Stassion… You march down the winding King’s road . . . You march past the torrenting winds of the River Petra . . . You stop marching, a final rest taken at the von Theonus’ castle . . . Y O U M A R C H O V E R T H E H I L L . . . “W H A T T H E F U C K .” Spoiler Over the course of the last few weeks, we have allowed time and time again well beyond what the rules specify. Breakwater was reasonably okay, albeit a few rule breaking-traps removed by staff. It still had it’s concrete-brick filled walls however. Brasca was a bit iffy – quite iffy – Veletz again filled their keeps rooms with cobblestone and added lift signs here and there to cheese the battle to maximum capacity. Then we saw the Stassion keep. I think this is where we draw the line and put our foot down on overstepping rules; we do hope the Moderation Admin takes these complaints with thought. Let us reaffirm that the rules very clearly state that; “Once war initiates, the hazards of battle permit only meager barricades and aesthetic changes to current builds in core and exterior tiles. New fortifications, products of shoddy and rushed workmanship, are subject to destructive weather or other forces that return them to their original state.” It may seem that what we’re trying to lead toward is making the defending side of the sieges be far more difficult and unfair than those attacking. As the wise youth I am, I bring an open-minded suggestion. Build practically. Build prepared. Otherwise reap what you sow: VIDAUS – HAENSE REINMAR – HAENSE OTISTADT – HAENSE (albeit being rebuilt to look better. I’ve hated these walls since they were made) I love my vassals, playerbase, and sub-communities within Haense that put effort into these builds. If only the extent they went to ensure their security was good was respected, instead these C tier builds are griefed last minute and labelled as 'defenses'. If for the remainder of this war the other side would be open to discussion about setting standards for siege camps / defenses, be my guest and reach out - we can make progress and work toward that. 107 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shmeepicus 3942 Share Posted January 13 The lone scout returns from Stassion. (his name was Percy, he didn't have a wife or children) 25 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dogged 2129 Popular Post Share Posted January 13 Otto Ludovar laughs. "Ready the men." Spoiler OOC: This is a poor attempt at siege defenses and an act of bad faith. 30 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TreeSmoothie 4898 Share Posted January 13 A rapidly aging Balianese Legate squinted at the second fort. "What in the faechk is that thing?" 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
zuziee 3219 Share Posted January 13 Ludvika Ludovar stares at the new fort with shock "How? Why?" 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scourge 413 Share Posted January 13 Antonia von Alstreim wonders aloud "How many poor forests met their demise to build that hideous thing . . . ?" 21 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
CasualNuker 637 Share Posted January 13 The Young Recruit Elijah von Alessandria would be utterly puzzled how such a horrible contraption could be built in mere days. "Strange indeed" he'd remark in his room. 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pancho 2527 Share Posted January 13 Jose Fuentes, the Margrave of Coracoa, gasps and coughs profusely as his scribe reads him the letter in his illness! Spoiler Ruh roh raggy 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Narthok 9213 Share Posted January 13 Grommash performs a traditional Orcish war dance Spoiler 26 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
RLNGO 287 Share Posted January 13 (edited) Spoiler i am a good faith shitfort builder Edited January 13 by RLNGO 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
sam33497 2793 Share Posted January 13 "A hard day's work." Lanre Cerusil sighed after moving many tons of earth with conjured wind. "Good thing we thought to do this in time!" Spoiler >bad faith 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ferdaboy 1593 Share Posted January 13 "Ah'm not excited to siege that!" said Garen Baruch preparing to fight tomorrow. Spoiler 14 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
BuilderSam4 23 Share Posted January 13 (edited) Mi went ta Minitz, da pinkiez hide behind their walls, Mi went ta Aaun, da pinkiez whisper in da tavern, Mi went ta Haenese and there waz no Pinkiez in sight. Da pinkiez ayre falterin, zoon da orcz shall take hyspia and cleanse the desert of pinkie filth Edited January 13 by BuilderSam4 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ContestedSnow 778 Share Posted January 13 Viktor Daemonsteel frowned, as he heard reports of what had become of Stassion. "They cover the castle with dirt because they have nie proud in their home." Spoiler Why bother adding dirt like four stories up the castle? Why not make a castle thats already able to handle sieges without crazy changes and doubling the height of the build? you can make a castle that looks good and is good for defending both, its not impossible 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Orlanth 3539 Share Posted January 13 Druggen'Gorkil goes home after a long hard day of digging trenches and tunnels. He is displeased by the news of HPD discovering them, and quickly returns to ensure their safety. Spoiler 18 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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