NORVIKINGR | IAÁ 550

[_Elrith_ 4525]

 

 

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Inn Norvikingr

BLOOD FOR COIN

Issued by High Keeper Ellenore av Eiriksdóttir, on the 15th of EDVARDSAWND, IAÁ 550, AGE OF DRAGONSFYRE 

 

 

Article I, in Agreement with the Tar of Numendil, the Kingdom of Norland hereby allows for warriors operating in Norlandic borders to operate as Norvikingr for the Kingdom of Numendil. This act shall last for ten years.

 

Article II, Norvikingr from the Kingdom of Norland are to have, at minimum, their primary costs of military operations in aid to Numendil supplied. Armaments are to be brought by the Norvikingr; however, equipment must be provided to those in need if there is imminent danger. Upon military triumphs of any degree the Norvikingr significantly contributed, they are entitled to call for a meeting to discuss their share of the spoils or compensation. This may include prisoners of war.

 

Article III, the Norvikingr shall be given an outpost by Numendil, which they may operate out of indefinitely, & a tax-free animal housing for their own supply. The post shall be forfeited for use in any conflict that directly opposes the allies of Numendil. Norvikingr are also to be given necessary keys to aid in the defenses of Numendil’s cities. This will include side doors, royal doors, and anything else as needed.

 

Article IV, the Norvikingr shall be given access to Numendil’s mining facilities to produce their own equipment during any active conflict. The use of Numendil mines during war shall be in concert with any organized mining operations so as not to cause detriment to another’s stockpiles. Additionally, a company operating out of Norland shall supply Numendil with several shipments of salt on a yearly basis. 

 

AND SO IT SHALL BE, BY THE WILL OF THE FATHER,

Master of the Order of the First Flame, High Keeper of the Red Faith & the Flame Imperishable,

Ellenore av Eiriksdóttir

 

Jarl of Vjardengrad & the Lowmarch, Blood of the Herald & Lord of the Ashwood Throne, High Chieftain of the House of Ruric & King of Norland, Haakon av Edvardsson Ruric

His Pious Majesty, Anorhil Carandir, by the Grace of GOD, King and Protector of the Adunians, Seneschal of the True Faith, Chief of the Númenedain and the Tribe of Harren, Master of the Sharadûn, Templar Justiciar of Saint Michael the Archangel, Knight of the Realm

 

The Warpath

[Wyrvun 1808]

"I like this one more." Says Emaelia Drakon "The font is bigger."

[Cryothane 809]

“Guys. I’m a darkelf.”

Said Vestariel.

[SimplySeo 6999]

Garbed in the flesh of mortal man, in an abandoned cairn, Jormunharr Ingmornesson let out a terrible roar and prepared for war once more.

[winterblood 11181]

"They're reading WHAT?" Zofiya said, aghast, alarmed, appalled, mortified.  "They can't do that!! It says so in the first page!!"

[wolfdwg 2677]

"BAARKABARAKBARAK BARK!" 
Faenor rides his horse around the besieged Haense castle, baying like a hound from Hel. The Norn rides to war.
 

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[libertyybelle 6187]

Orsziya Ivanovich sat comfortably reclined in the newly minted keep, flipping idly through catalog. It was then when the daily war notes arrived, and thus a frown now settled onto her features.

 

”Isleifr, you damned fool.” 
 

It was after such declaration that she set off haphazardly unto the bandit infested roads, seeking the norn she had deemed Bigfoot.

[ichigomaster98 966]

The Laird of Grenzstadt and Chieftain of Clan Anarórë prepares their equipment and cannons once more for war in the midlands along with a few pancakes for the march.

[Ryanark 2738]

"Vi shall give no quarter. I shall have my death." Isleífr declared, excited to collect the skulls of the Southrons.

[marsloll 1384]

"Oh, Haakon ... what have you done?" 

 

The papers are fed to the roaring campfire, far removed from the war that brewed all over Aevos now, hidden away in the hills and mountains rarely travelled. An Adunian woman, fettered and plagued with possibilities unknown, clasped her hands together to still their tremours - staring deep into the rich, red licks of flame as the warmth could not offer any answer that she sought.

 

"What will you do?"

[Tide1 4535]

"Right on time, old friend." Captain-General Tiberias of His Holiness' armies said, hearing the song of Northmen upon the wind.

[ImmortalShadowZ 1306]

The Huntsman would wake up from his nap and, while boiling a pot of water on his fire, go through his mail. He would throw the newly written recruitment missive from Reinmar into flames, something concerning tribal Germanic vibes and leadership quality. Another missive covered in sand about the Canonists, he was remarkably suprised that they didn't try to declare a second schism. More and more redundant pieces of parchment were thrown into his fire. Until he saw the newly written missive declaring military mercenary work for the War against Haense. With that, he would leave his water to boil and begin to sharpen his blades for war.

[Cheese 8899]

"Is it niet odd that the Church and Numendil have allied themselves with just 'bout everyone except a Canonist realm?" Esfir chuckled to her King ( @Andustar). It makes vy wonder... if everyone deems the Curia to be wrong, perhaps they should reflect on their lack of supportive brethren in faith."

[Frawlic 1602]

"And so we shall meet in field and rubble now as well?" Dame Dima reviewed the missive, folding it over ruined fingers as she sighed. This was exhausting, and she could only wonder what friendships would be lost to the toil of war.

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Hart's spirit sank upon hearing those of his homeland joining the opposing side. 

 

He rationalized this poor judgement. They were seeking glorious ends, weapons held tightly in their grip. 

 

"swords high, hearts strong." The teen mutters, tossing the paper into flame.