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The Capture of Livius Flavius, 2041.

 

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To the Nornish barbarians, their Haeseni lapdogs and those whose beliefs lie in the All-Father,

 

Your Master of Gold & Coin will be flayed in thirty Saint minutes. If you value his life, then come forth in battle. Show us just how willing you are to die for your Godless cause – show us whether mongrels remain mongrels, or whether the blood that courses through your veins will endure as it did countless times before.

 

Castle Waldemer awaits.

 

Signed, Antoine de Bruges

 

 


 

Five Men of Drusco rode upon the lands of Norland: Sir Jon, Georg of Barbanov, Antoine de Bruges, Cedric, and an unnamed Druscan warrior. Upon their trek to the Far North, they fell upon Karosland, greeted only by the cold air which chilled its humble township, now devoid of any citizens save but two wayward souls. The first was an old mage, a trafficker of some dark magicks, her craft likely fostered amongst such godless infidels; the second, the Master of Gold and Coin for the heathenous Crown of Norland. With efficient speed, Kerecsen Ivanovich and Cedric had tied and captured the Master of Gold & Coin. So did five men ride into Norland, and so did six men return to Castle Waldemer.




 

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Cedric looked over the missive. "I expected more from Norlands guards, though maybe that is my mistake for having any expectations in the first place." He said chuckling with the men around him.

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Victor, who sat upon the ruined rooftops of the now cleared city, smoke and embers rising to meet the drifting, storming snow, wondered why there were no guards...

 

... in the abandoned, Mountain and Imperially devastated town, with no leadership whatsoever.

 

Truly, a mystery.

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The young heir of Myrine reads the missive with a frown, quietly remarking on the Druscans' flair for dramatics over true courage.

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the old man looked at the missive and said "damn them. we will get you out of there Livius no matter what" 

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31 minutes ago, wolfdwg said:

 

 

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A host of Midden levies, Imperial Guard, and Dragon Knights set out in the evening hours from Grense. Atop stallions and mares the marched into the lands of the Princepality, and there they entered the halls of Castle Waldemer. Upon the declaration of the Grand Knight, the seized Norlander was freed from their bindings, and brought back to the Midden. Shortly after a brief time in the barracks the Norlander was sent on their way back northward. A statement was then penned and issued to all sworn vassals of the Empire.

"Norland is to be untouched, do not defy his Imperial Majesty's peace. This is your warning."

 

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, SIR ARN HONEYWINE
ORDERMASTER OF THE RED DRAGON

FIST OF THE EMPEROR

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From a perch high above the Castle Waldemer, the Lady of Drusco, draped in mourning black, watched the commotion of the imperial 's exit, her lip straight with fury and zeal.

"Another heathen walks."

She turned, and disappeared into shadow.

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49 minutes ago, wolfdwg said:

"Norland is to be untouched, do not defy his Imperial Majesty's peace. This is your warning."

"Truly, his Imperial Majesty's peace was broke when the Adunians massacred the Norns over a shield. I suppose only Adunians can get away with fighting in this empire." The young Ivanovich tells his servant 

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Vik reads it over with that blank face of hers ". . ." before just shrugging and going about her day, where she is

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