A FINAL JUDGEMENT

[Gandhi 2749]

 

Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UY81yYFzgiU

 

A FINAL JUDGEMENT

 

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EIN ENDGÜLTIGES URTEIL | A FINAL JUDGEMENT

Issued by Reinmar, Celia’nor and Koyo-Kuni

In the year of our Lord 1971

 

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O THE PEOPLE OF RAVENSWOOD,

 

WE THIS DAY RENDER JUDGEMENT UNTO YOU, facetious folk of Ravenswood - for as the time-limit we, the Sovereigns of Reinmar, Celia’nor and Koyo-Kuni have bestowed upon you has since gone unanswered.

 

It has been nigh on a year since the Reinmaren moot voted unanimously in support of Prince Alfred & Leon’s Ravenswood excursion. And yet - despite the better judgement of all sovereigns involved, we still offered unto you a period to keep home, hearth, and kin, only then as a vassal of Prince Illthrak. You have yet chosen not to heed our words - and therefore we are left with little other choice. Once before - when we visited, we upheld our word to stay our swords whilst within your walls. Next time, we will not be so lenient.

 

 

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AN EXCERPT FROM A REINMAREN TALE OF YORE,

Chieftain Witteric looked out amongst his people - for the moot had only now convened.. Bloodings came foremost - when men were sworn as tribesmen before the Chieftain. Next - were the topics of hot debate, for there came a challenge to the Chieftain’s power. A tribesman, blooded and sworn to his liege - stood before Witteric and accused him of a hefty crime.. It inevitably fell to the vote of the moot - of the unified Reinmaren that belonged to Witteric’s tribe.

 

 The vote was nearly unanimous against him. Those who rebuked such an answer and supported their Chieftain - were primarily the sworn warriors of Witteric. For his power had fallen with one simple vote - and the tool to reclaim it was laid out before him, hung by the belts of his warriors. But though he may have failed in his duties - a Reinmaren Chieftain does not simply deny the moot, for a denial of the moot - thereby rebukes your own people and falsifies the sanctity of the Landtag. Witteric unsheathed his blade - and the field, populated heavily with those kin of his, fell silent for a few moments. Then - the Chieftain hurled his blade to the grass, answering the words of his people.

 

For the moot always remains sacred - and the Reinmaren abide by it.

 

 

THE CONTEMPLATION OF PRINCE ILLTHRAK

Prior to his decisions and contact with Reinmar, his mind was filled with all the problems and weight of the realm; he knew in his heart something had to be relieved: The Northern Raiders of Alimere, The host of Harrowers, had to be combated and the abundance of Darkspawn within their walls. His mind became clear, and his thoughts became true; he knew that such could not continue uncontested and unhindered, So he wrote his letters and began his preparations to combat the servants of the Harrower and the Harrower himself; he started his plans to redeem Ravenswood for their sake.

 

With the men of Reinmar and Mali of Celia’nor, Illthrak marched upon Ravenswood; after some time, he eventually was able to meet with the Mali, who led those of Ravenswood; he expressed the needs of Celia’nor and Reinmar to secure the north against the Alimere in the form of ensuring the wood was no longer a fortification for their sworn enemy the Harrower. Instead, he was met with resistance and darkspawn dwelling in this meeting on the side of Ravenswood as well as their clear ties with darkspawn becoming apparent from recent attacks upon denizens of Celia’nor; at this point, he knew his negotiation and desire for peace would be rejected, for he had to make a choice; he had to act for his people.

 

 Thus it was decided by The Royarch, the Laurir and citizenry of Celia'nor has sworn an oath to bring safety to the rough and lawlessness of the North enabled by those within the land of Ravenswood. The Celia'diraar and her allies shall cleanse the north from their sins, and the people from both realms of Stars and Reinmaren blood will start the war against all our enemies, The Raiders of Alimere.
 

The war was imminent, and the Celia’diraar were ready. Illthrak spoke one phrase to them.

 

Do not Falter.

 

 

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For we - the realms of Celia’nor, Reinmar, and Koyo-Kuni stand shoulder-to-shoulder with one another. And thereby we declare war unto you, the realm of Ravenswood. Let the Host of St. Johann, the Celiadiraar and Ashigaru of Koyo-Kuni stand as one, as we march upon your lands to purge it of overwhelming filth. For your Ibleesian-kin will be unable to defend you when your walls crumble before us.

 

Spoiler

WARGOAL:

 

COMPLETE ANNEXATION

[With Tile 4]

 

ATTACKERS:

The Principality of Celia’nor

The Principality of Reinmar

The Shugonate of Koyo-Kuni

 

DEFENDERS:

The Realm of Ravenswood & its allies

 

LOCATION/WARPATH:

 

DATE:

TBD

 

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