Trolls Upon the Vineyard

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GRAPE DESTRUCTION

 

Issued by the

COUNTY OF STIRLAND

On the 10th of Snow's Maiden of the year of 2031.

 

[!] A depiction of the Stirland vineyard and its tenants.

 

FOREWORD 

 

 The Lady Rovare’s breaths puffed out in front of her, pulse frantic as she raced up the steps to her family’s keep. The veil of her hennin flew behind her, and this certainly had to be the fastest she had ever run. Palms fell over her rapidly beating heart upon entry through the gates, searching for her father and it was there she saw him. And so she relayed the horrid sight she came upon within their beloved vineyards.

 

 

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1. When Giants Roam

A TORRID TAKEOVER 

 

Creatures of immense stature roamed the Counties vineyards, speaking with spittle flying in guttural common. They dredge along, having ransacked the fruits of the tenants labor and broken through wooden doors. Colossal, they have begun to grow bored, thundering steps sounding as they explore the portion of land of which they trespassed.

 

They growl and shout, and fight even one another, constantly in a fight to be on top. Their stench emanates downwind, these creatures, Trolls needing to be taken down. 

 

2. THE BLUECLOAKS 

TAKE THE VINEYARD BACK 

 

A call to the Bluecloaks of Stirland and allies alike is put forth, to put down these wayward giants and take back the vineyard of our beloved lands. These creatures are a danger if allowed to persist and must be eradicated swiftly before they expand further into our home.

 

Spoiler

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Stirland military discord: https://discord.gg/2MHpgQCdET

 

 

 

 

The Right Honorable, Holy Ser Peter Rovare,

Count of Stirland, Lord of the Salvians, Knight of the Holy Grail, Duke of Antium, Head of House Rovare, Lord Protector of the Salvian People and the Hamlet of Oakhaven

 

Her Ladyship, Lucrezia Rovare,

Lady of Oakhaven

 

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Caspian sees the young Lady Lucrezia bound down the road, holding her father tight with tears in her eyes. He readies his halberd and dons his helm, and heads out to scout.

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Leomonte, the Tawantinsuyin warrior would bellow out in excitement, "TROLL HIDE!!!!!" He gathers his weaponry, getting ready to absolutely murder this troll by himself.