Fire and Blood

[Destructokeith 1142]

 

 

 

“Ave Petra”

ISSUED BY

Knight Commander of the Petrine Laurel

In the year, 150 Atstana de Regne Petrère.

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Spoiler

 

DECLARATION

On this day, I was summoned with several others by cries for help to respond to an attack in the Free City of Chambery. Conducted by a Necromancer and its vile creatures, this port city found itself faced to face with death incarnate. Upon arriving the others dispatched the constructs while I alone faced their creator. After riding him down in the streets and inflicting wounds, he was chased by myself down an alley leading to the vineyards of the Free City where the evil tried to face me in single combat. The battle was swift and brutal as I dispatched the monster by tossing him down the cliffside, leaving its broken body at the base of the cliff where my blade was sunk into its skull.

Let these actions be a message to all under my command. The Laurel stands as the Crowns steel fist, we are to cleanse the rot and evil from our lands and it is best done by forward action. Thus, any Knight, Squire or Page of our order who brings me proof of victory in combat against enemies of our Commonwealth will be rewarded. While action shall be rewarded, let sloth be punished in equal measure.

All active Knights, Squires and Pages of the Laurel are hereby summoned to meet with me within two years or face retirement from active duty. If you can not manage to meet with me in person a letter can be sent to myself to plan a meeting. This action is being taken to ensure the future of the order and deter stagnation.

Sir Artair “The Flameborn” von Theonus
Knight Commander of the Petrine Laurel, Master-at-Arms of Vissingren Castle

[StingyParrot 1595]

The Tinkerer flashes a grin at the directive. "The Chapter of Rapids should remain . . . Flowing, hai?" Chuckling to himself, he flung open a rift-way, making his way to Vallagne swiftly.

[Itz_Cookie 1974]

Katheryne Gwynadar, the newest squire of Sir Artair, stared at the paper blankly as it was shoved into her hands. The messenger went off before explaining, and she was left wondering what the importance of the note was.. oh the woes of being blind.

[carebear 1291]

Dame Rowena smiled the sun's smile as she read the missive, glad that the new Knight Commander was taking action already.

[Hom 1987]

Sir Atticus Reinhold shakes the smoke from his fingertips, peering down at the burned pile of flesh that was once a necromancer's golem. "Artair certainly has a talent for leading the charge," He muses, with a smile.

[Mestvin 947]

Despite celebratory cheers of the living
The restless undead continued to assess
The strengths and weaknesses of nations
 

"For no man is beyond Khorvad's reach"

[lemonke 6014]

A hag had shrouded in her lair cackled upon hearing the news. The descendants were also so loud in her mind. No matter; this was an opportunity—gore, herbs, and the like thrown into a pot as she soon brewed a plague. "KAKABAHAKAKAK!" She lifted a finger. "You heed the voices in the wind, Shirunai? Amidst the chaos of mortals, we will hide." Finally, the plague was finished, and a thin explosion of life force erupted from the pot. "All in due time. Slow steps. Let's not rush our show!" She gathered the plague into a potion and thereafter moved to continue her schemes. If anything, this announcement made her quite happy. Renown was something she held dearly. Her plan was slowly coming together(if she even had one)

 

@Faerilien