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1 hour ago, nevy40 said:

True it may be that it was foretold Good Owyn and Krug strike down Iblees together and achieve an alliance between Man and Orc

"You just answered your question." Says a man "You are also very confusing in your racial stances" says a man with a big beret, sat in hills of Lemon.

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A tired Human by the name of Robert stands atop the fortifications of Silasia as he'd watch for any Canonist whose loyalty was that of the church, and not that of the righteous Silasians, the true canonists. He had read the news earlier of the Robertian Crusade being declared against Dunwen and its allies, an unjust crusade built off the backbones of a lust for genocide of a peaceful race, A crusade whose entire goal was that of a loss of life and the ravaging of a civiliation. 

 

"I never thought." Started the Silasian Man at Arms with a sigh and breaking the peace between he and his Brothers. "That we would find ourselves on the sharp side of a sword held not only by that of another Canonist, but too that of the Church. Oh, How it has fallen past its prime, they should find themselves ashamed for what it is they've done."

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"No." Said Filbius Horenius who had discarded the extra lurinite propaganda back into the back alley category of his excessively large collection of missives which dated all the way to the Era of Axios.

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14 minutes ago, MailC3p said:

A tired Human by the name of Robert stands atop the fortifications of Silasia as he'd watch for any Canonist whose loyalty was that of the church, and not that of the righteous Silasians, the true canonists. He had read the news earlier of the Robertian Crusade being declared against Dunwen and its allies, an unjust crusade built off the backbones of a lust for genocide of a peaceful race, A crusade whose entire goal was that of a loss of life and the ravaging of a civiliation. 

 

"I never thought." Started the Silasian Man at Arms with a sigh and breaking the peace between he and his Brothers. "That we would find ourselves on the sharp side of a sword held not only by that of another Canonist, but too that of the Church. Oh, How it has fallen past its prime, they should find themselves ashamed for what it is they've done."

 

 

We had thought that perhaps Johannesburg had been the worst of it once upon a time. That this was the be all and the end all. If you could have gone to that time, and told your lay Staunton-slop fed peasant just how bad things really were, do you think it would've made a difference? 

 

He wouldn't even begin to know the stakes. The world he knew was already lost. 

 

But so were we, now, and so was ours. I'd like to say that we had foresight on our side. But I think we all realized a little too late anyhow.

 

But foresight has nothing on the Owynsphere.

 

They tell us we weren't always like this. That in our hearts, we were a simple people. But a proud people, rightly proud, with a dignity like none other. They say we were the shepherds of Men. That's why you'll hesitate, you know. That's what they say, anyway. They were Men once. Part of us doesn't want to forget that. Part of us can't help but feel sorry for them, that's why you get queasy. They even look like people still-- just with the guano. The guano always gave it away. They've been in the guano since Edel. I've been topside-- You ever seen a Lendian?

 

I know better.

 

 

The turning point, 1456

 

"Perhaps one of the most detestable murders of the Franciscan Massacre was the slaying of Damon Kovachev, the son of Rikard Kovachev, an unarmed page of thirteen who was at court to squire for Ser Fredek Royce. When the killing of the loyalists began, the Lucienists turned their blades on any Raevir present at court, among their victims the boy Damon who was, on the account of an eyewitness, ‘struck about the head by an Adunian templar’s spiked mace three times, his body falling to the ground and crushed by the sabatons of the wild and stampeding soldiers’."

 

The rest is history.

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“The real crusade has yet to even start. I woe for the shepherds of GOD, the kith of Man, who will have to unravel the senseless dribble of a godless cultist, parchment after parchment,” St. Raguel, the Aengul of Justice, remarked aloft within the clouds. His eyes had first set upon Aaun, and he knew it would bathe in fire; his eyes set upon Hohkmat, and they fled so readily, and then his gaze turned to Lurin, and the robed, winged man could only laugh.

 

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"The OWYNSSIAH, Blessed be HIS FIRE, had shown to mankind the way of purity and progress. The harrenite halfman adunian is the descendant of sinners, but only of the sinners who threw themselves at the feet of THE MIGHTY OWYNSSIAH, MASTER OF WAR, and were bidden mercy. Now their descendants must serve as the most devout servants of HIS fire, and in their death and service will redemption be found. Envy not the Adunic man, for his duty is death, and in his death, may he find redemption for the sins of his ancestors."

 

Mechpriestess gamma trusts the plan. The coming Owynssiah is soon to return 

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"As soon as Silasia gave land to bandits it lost the mandate of heaven. Sorry not sorry! Shouldn't be stupid!" Bishop Franz shrugs

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A certain mercenary facepalmed as she read the missive. As much as she abhorred the man's utter racism, he just made some great points.

"... There's no heroes in war. This one is no exception."

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