[PK] A Hero's End

[_RoyalCrafter_ 5285]

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SONG OF STERLING

 

Ser Sterling, Ser Sterling, Son of the Swan,

How many battles have you fought, how many were won?

 

In the land Barrows and darkest crypts

I vanquished Tuosk, breaking him to Chips.

 

Ser Sterling Ser Sterling, Knight of Marian,

Tell us, what happened to the Almarians?

 

It was the Mori who conquered the land,

With my mace I swung in a final stand!

 

Ser Sterling Ser Sterling, Witness of Owyn,

Where were you standing, where was he going?

 

In desert i laid there still and dead,

He came from the sun, and saved me with bread.

 

Ser Sterling Ser Sterling, you old vanguard,

Why are you still fighting, is it not hard?

 

How can I ever stop, doing what is right,

I may look old, but my soul burns with might.

 

A duke, a knight I may be,

But nothing shall stop me,

 

As long as I draw breath

I am a foe to undeath

 

I know one day, i’ll b’gone

My kin shall be the dawn

 

They know what’s wrong, what’s fright,

They shall keep on the fight.

 

With that and God, I have no fear

And when I know the end is near

 

I will not shed a single tear

 

For I know,

I have honour’d

My oath.

 

 

 

The Grand Duke lay slain on a slab of ice in the northern reaches. Fearless and stoic, his duty was accomplished, as his children and grandchildren were safe in their homes.

 

The twisted jesters calling themselves descendants of the dark did not evoke any dread in him, for he had seen true dread; The shattering of the realms, the march of unending darkness, the piles of cadavers from war, the expressions of those same men he had slain. The cliche madness of the corrupt was tedious, as many other things have become in the long and unending campaign of Ser Sterling against the forces of Iblees.

 

And so, it is only the combined forces of an entire squad of darkspawn that could bring the formidable Swan down, as he beat through their necromantic minions with his fists. Moments of his life played in front of his eyes.

His first battle with the undead at 16, his knighthood, his becoming a Marian knight, his injuries from the Mori wars, the Mori he crushed in a single blow, the world eater he rode, his efforts to build a refuge for his people, the many losses of his friends and family, the many men he slayed in the coalition war, the crusade he waged against the undead, more loss, the demons he defeated and followed by more loss. And so forth, as his visions were getting blurry the deeper the blade sunk into his head.

 

The irony was not lost on him, as his daughter was forced to end his life. In the end he only died by his daughter’s hand, and not by direct action of any evil. A small solace to him, that no evil could claim to have brought him down personally.

 

And in the end  the only lingering thought in his mind was, “Have I done enough for my people for Godan?” The old man, the Grand Duke, the Barrow Knight, the Marian Knight, the martyr, the witness of Owyn, the father, grandfather, the Swan, shall know his answer upon reaching the seven skies.

 

The Hero, to his family, was loving and caring.

To his allies, a stalwart supported

To his enemies, indomitable.

 

 

[!] A letter was sent the House of Whitewood, and a few more in private.

 

In the case of my untimely demise, my daughter Arowyn shall assume the crown and become Grand Duchess.

 

My Grandson Arturas is to be summoned from Hyspia, and squired under Ser Ephrem, and he must achieve his knighthood with haste. Once his knightly trials are complete, Arturas is to become Knight Marshall of the Most Argent Order and complete the trials of my former squires.

 

All my belongings shall be distributed in private.

 

Cremate my body and store my ash in an urn at our church.

If my body is unavailable, take an urn and drape it with my belongings.

 

Know that I love you all.

 

Signed, Sterling.

 

 

[Cheese 8893]

Liridona, who had been watching over her kin from the Skies, rushed to greet her cousin with a tight embrace. In his presence, she was youthful again, just as they were children running through Karosgrad.

”Sterling! Vy finally made it!” She smiled. “Welcome home, coz.”

[tadabug2000 4922]

Sofia, once a Queen served by the Knight, would greet the man upon his arrival of the Seven Skies. One of the few she deigned to greet, she peered upon his silver hair with curiosity. "So old, Ser Sterling,"

[marikandaperc 1818]

Within the safety of the barracks, there remained a lone woman. Twentytwo of age, she had been raised and shaped by the Duke himself, whom she considered family more than her own blood. There was not a frown upon her visage, nor a shedded tear in sight; only anger.

 

"Oh, My Duke.." Lucia had mused, over and over, in a chorus of mournful laments. Serving the Lord of Brabant was her only purpose, and she did feel useful for how little it lasted, yet now she was lordless. 

[TheBigBubbles 963]

A scaled deviless paced in her small home, she'd not heard from her cousin in months. Mircalla furrowed her brows deeply, she lit a candle, and hoped... she hoped wherever he was, he was safe.

[Andustar 4143]

"Ser Sterling..." John Casimir lamented the old knight's death, sorrow gripping tight. "You once said I would make good king, given time. I wish I could've proven you right, before the end." Still, the youth had an obligation to fulfil. He swore to protect those now at the mercy of the insidious. "Your sacrifice for Silasia and your people shan't be in vain. I'll honour my pledge, and do all that I can in the battles to come."

[Smol 2229]

Aurelia was unmoving, her form huddled within the blanket given to her to ensure she was feeling some sort of warmth, yet she felt none. she lay hidden within it, upon the clinic that showed little respite from what she had done or faced. She was unmoving as silent tears rolled down her cheeks as she silently cried for her father. 

[AlmondSto 80]

Samuel looks down at the letter, nearly crying from losing a man who raised him as his own son and gave his ambition. "Rest in peace father. I'll make you proud."

[ECS1999 1121]

"You accepted me when the Kingdom i was born in turned their back on me" Said Sir Ephrem to himself while training, his Bo Staff was brought with strength towards the head of a training dummy "Never asked questions or even treated me differently, and for that Sterling, i shall see your last desire fulfilled. Rest in peace" And so, the Oscilith hit the training dummy once more, the hay that filled its head flew all around the training grounds.

[TheNerdocalypse 307]

Lann just realized that this may have been a giant mistake on his part. "...Shit..." Spoke the one who lead the capturing and killing of the king. 

[Moumins 379]

49 minutes ago, TheNerdocalypse said:

Lann just realized that this may have been a giant mistake on his part. "...Shit..." Spoke the one who lead the capturing and killing of the king. 

The Jackalope oversaw Lann's reaction with a wide-set, fanged grin. About her ankles, two imps rattled their blades.

"The first bark to startle a flock"  Saoírse Radomavic declared with a hissing intake of breath "Now, we may drive them to where they are best hunted" With that, the co-conspirator to Lann, joined in the art of king slaying, turned back to her writings & preparations.

"If only he was able to play the fiddle"

[lemonke 6014]

Spoiler

 

 

"OUR TIME HAS ARRIVED! CHAOS UNFOLD. FOES EVERYWHERE! BE PREPARED, ARMY OF MINE!"

 

The Necromantic tyrant commanded from her throne as the underlings below her roared for their victory and for the bloodshed that was soon to come. She rose from the throne to pick up the crown the previous king wore and place it upon her head, mockingly. Her twisted yellowish teeth were presented in a wicked manner. And soon, her hands were covered in a blackened hue, a dreadful aura filling the room as the life force was erupted into the sky in a dark spectacle of abyssal flames to announce all within the lair of what  she had done today. Her plan to fight all in chaos—to achieve the ultimate dream and war—and the Igarashi empire was getting closer. Then, she cackled.

 

"KAKAAKAKAKOHOHKAKAK!

THE ABYSSAL HEITH-HEDRAN FLAMES SHALL CONSUME ALL!"

 

Spoiler

 

Man, thank you for playing it fair, @_RoyalCrafter_ you're an amazing rper and I hope we can still have our funny little fight. You are actually the first person that gets pk due to one of my characters. I feel a bit bad as it's all new to me but I really appreciate how you people have been playing fair sport. I look forward to see how people will react and many coming to fight us!

 

[najtik 183]

Lord Starling spent days locked up in his house, mourning in the study. Ever so often, a glimpse of the keep reminded him of his mistake.
"It's my fault. . . I should have stepped inside." He said between tears "Maybe His Grace would still be alive, maybe I would have taken his place"

His guilt forced him to stay in a few days more.

 

[ThatFunkyBunch 2818]

"Delightful work." Spoke a fiend. 

[TheCaptain 639]

Valerius, the wicked necromancer stood beside its resurrected corpse, their lifeless body enslaved and shackled to the will of the Villian "We shall wreck havoc together, your days of war have not yet stopped... only started" from their desiccated maw, a horrid laugh emanated, as rough as the sands of the desert dunes itself.