[WARCLAIM] Restoring Order

[AstriaS 4988]

 

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ISSUED THE 11TH OF THE GRAND HARVEST, IN THE YEAR 198 OF THE SECOND AGE

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BY THE WILL AND AUTHORITY OF THE WHITE THRONE

 

   We lament when we must brandish the rod against those whom we once considered friends. For indeed, Silasia which once was Brabant, was founded by the late Ser Sterling Whitewood, who had squired in Barrowton during the reign of Lord-Father Númenatâr, when he still was known as Uriel Pendraic. In this regard, our realms, by rights, ought to have much principle in common. Yet it seems that Silasia has faltered. Per their most recent missive, they have opted to land a collective of known gatherings of brigands. For the safety and security of eastern Aevos, the Númenaranyë cannot permit such a disturbance as a BANDIT STATE to rise.

 

Thus, by my station as QUEEN OF THE NÚMENEDAIN, I do decree the following:

 

WHEREAS, the State of Silasia has elected to house known marauders, and;

 

WHEREAS, the Kingdom of Númendil perceives the rise of chaos in the East as a threat to our own security;

 

NOW THEREFORE, in the name of GOD Almighty, Exalted Owyn and the Archangel Michael, the Kingdom of Númendil shall, effective immediately upon the promulgation of this document, enter a state of war against the State of Silasia.

 

   Now let it not be said that we are without mercy, people of Silasia. If indeed your choice to abet these ne’er-do-wells has been based on ignorance of those clans’ past ill deeds, we shall not hold it against you. Cast them out. Surrender yourselves, in wisdom, to our oversight. Should you submit in obeisance, our march will cease. Stay your course at your own peril.

 

— UTÚLI’EN AURË —

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WARGOAL: COMPLETE ANNEXATION OF SILASIA

 

TARGET: BIRCH FOREST TILE 5

 

ATTACKERS: THE KINGDOM OF NÚMENDIL & ALLIES

 

DEFENDERS: SILASIA & ALLIES

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BY ORDER OF,

 

HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Tar-Caraneth Aryantë of the House Arthalionath, by the Grace of GOD, Queen of the Númenedain, Princess of Númenost and Minas Amath, Protector of the Adunians, Master of the Sharadûn, Templar Justiciar of the Archangel Michael, and Knight of the Realm

 

[wowj 9760]

"Grub-Bucket." Takemura said upon seeing the battleplans

[The Tough Guy 4319]

Sigrun 'Undeadslayer' Stonehammer would pray the dwarves residing in Numendil stayed safe.

[Cryptic 552]

Lord Alteon Gwynadar dropped his 615 lbs barbell squat as he received the letter, a loud cracking sound, and a thunderous shake was felt throughout the Numenost gym. The Knight Commander then set off back to Garenbrig to rally the soldiers.

[MadOne 4945]

Adelmar von Kanunsberg of Reinmar nodded resolutely to the missive. 

 

"These people that Silasia have landed have mutilated my kinsman Leutwin. A boy of twelve, they maimed and disfigured. They deserve whatever host comes to their way."

[beetle 3315]

Eriantiel was silent when the Tar had announced the news, nervously tapping the armrest of her chair.

War was her childhood, so was her mother's, and now her own kin faced the same fate. A cruel, unbroken cycle of the Arthalion's.

This time, she refused to partake, taking a neutral side of it all.

[marikandaperc 1818]

"Tell me, Mister Stefan. What am I to do now that my liege has housed the anti-fleeper and I am being called to defend our nation??? Please tell me sometbing!!!!" Lucia screamed for hours at a turtle that swam peacefully in Brabant's pond. Unbeknowst to her; that turtle was NOT the sage Stefan Euler

[sergisala 3451]

Father Marc rolled over his shoulders "I am disappointed to see that the Sons of Ex. Horen are fighting each other once again, rather than be working together under the Holy Light of our Lord GOD omnipotent. Nonetheless, I fully understand the reason behind this conflict, and I fully condemn any villainous actions perpetrated by the so-called Dreadlanders. May God bless the Queen of the Númenedain." he said, before signing the Lorraine Cross.

[Mescaffier 6197]

"That was quick!" Helena murmured as she was passed the flier, glancing to the Priest beside her. "Was it worth them letting in all of those . . . people to their Duchy?"

[LazyBacon220 600]

Nathannenel Eruedraith polished the rings of mail on his new armour. His hands brushed over the star on the radiant guard uniform. Hoisting the mail above his shoulders, he donned the armour, tightening his now numerous weapons to his belt and back. The once Balian spare left the clubhouse toward the sparring ground intent on honing his skills before the horns of war sounded…

[Digit___ 1226]

An alchemist within his peaceful home, would be handed a missive by an automaton servant and read it, his ocean-hued eyes scanning the details and predicted warpath of the Numendain. “Ich can only hope they bring something to purify themselves und the air around them, Silasia was struck with a terrible plague not too long ago.” Klaus von Berkhoven spoke to the mechanical assistant beside him, though knew it would not offer much in the terms of conversation.

[Enlightenment 2300]

"You will die like the dogs you are," Mark Anthony Alstion smiled the sun's smile, excited for his first war, "Aaun shall be avenged upon a pile of your skulls, you backstabbing half-breeds."

[Pancho 4197]

Cerrick of Khamees called for the banners against the aggressive and foolish Adunians. 

[Andustar 4143]

John Casimir viewed the missive with a furrowed brow, "I cannot say I'm surprised by this outcome." History was a subject of great fondness to the young man, and he knew all too well of the consequences that came with laying claim to the legacy of the Flayed Man.
"I pray Arowyn will see reason and expel these upstart brigands, before it is too late..."

[lemonke 6014]

"THIS MACHINE IS READY TO SERVE. THE HERETICS SHALL DIE... FOR GOD WILLs it! FOR NUMENDIL WILLS IT!" ROARED TIME, THE AUTOMATON OF NUMENDIL AND GOD. IT WIELDED ITS GOLDEN BLADE INTO THE SKY. READY TO SERVE ITS KINGDOM ONCE MORE.