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DECLARATION OF WAR AGAINST THE FARSE “DUCHY” OF SILASIA

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Lords, soldiers, and men of fortune, gather ’round. The time has come to march once again, to make war as only we know how. This time, our blades are drawn not out of loyalty, nor for some misguided sense of honor. No, this war is driven by the clink of gold and the promise of reward—pure, unabashed profit.

 

The Khanate, in their infinite wisdom, have weighed our worth in Mina and found us invaluable. 700 Mina, a tile of fertile land, and a cow barn — enough wealth to feed and house our men for years, enough to build our fortunes to heights unimaginable. These are the spoils promised to us for crushing the Duchy of Silesia beneath our boots.

 

Make no mistake, this war is already won. Silesia is fractured, weak, and floundering. Their banners wave not with strength, but with fear. They hold no hope of victory, no means of resistance that will stand against the tide we are about to unleash upon them. Their defeat is inevitable, written in blood before a single sword has been drawn.

 

To those who stand against us, listen well—your options are few, and your time is short. Surrender, and you may yet cling to your miserable lives. Resist, and you will meet the cold embrace of steel. We are not here for glory. We are here to fatten our purses and leave nothing behind but ruin.

 

The offer is clear. The price of war has been paid, and we will collect.

 

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Signed, Marlboro de Felsen. (The Red.)

 

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Louis de Felsen rallies in a full set of heavy Daemonsteel armor. Clank, clank, clank.

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is that lean in the thumbnaiL?

 

 

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DECLARATION OF WAR AGAINST THE FARSE “DUCHY” OF SILASIA

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Lords, soldiers, and men of fortune, gather ’round. The time has come to march once again, to make war as only we know how. This time, our blades are drawn not out of loyalty, nor for some misguided sense of honor. No, this war is driven by the clink of gold and the promise of reward—pure, unabashed profit.

 

The Khanate, in their infinite wisdom, have weighed our worth in Mina and found us invaluable. 700 Mina, a tile of fertile land, and a cow barn — enough wealth to feed and house our men for years, enough to build our fortunes to heights unimaginable. These are the spoils promised to us for crushing the Duchy of Silesia beneath our boots.

 

Make no mistake, this war is already won. Silesia is fractured, weak, and floundering. Their banners wave not with strength, but with fear. They hold no hope of victory, no means of resistance that will stand against the tide we are about to unleash upon them. Their defeat is inevitable, written in blood before a single sword has been drawn.

 

To those who stand against us, listen well—your options are few, and your time is short. Surrender, and you may yet cling to your miserable lives. Resist, and you will meet the cold embrace of steel. We are not here for glory. We are here to fatten our purses and leave nothing behind but ruin.

 

The offer is clear. The price of war has been paid, and we will collect.

 

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Signed, Marlboro de Felsen. (The Red.)

 

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5 hours ago, budaq said:

Cletus O'Fentling, now a Fensen Watch member sharpens his blade and ready to attack the enemy for coin!

Dung O'Fentling, his brother sharpens his blade and ready to attack the enemy for coin too! 

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Kotryna Andris simply gathers her rations, locks herself inside of her farmhouse, and wishes her father perished outside of Silasia, so she didn't have to endure this war.

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"And so, the mercenaries flip sides again... Oh well. Its just a few fleepers." *Mused out the Wood elf, having expected for that to happen at one point or another anyways* "At least the church cant be mad at us anymore. We have never really paid for them they just kinda showed up staring doing shiet, meanwhile the Orcs are straight up paying them for what they do." 

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